"You are Mr. Wu from Nanyun, right?"
"Yes, tell me quickly, what's going on?"
"Mr. Wu, didn't you read the news online? It was because of the negligence of the ground crew of the air traffic control bureau at the tower that they issued the wrong order. When they ran to the runway, there was already a plane parked, but they let Captain Fu's plane land on the same runway. After that, Captain Fu responded to the situation by himself and calmly resolved a more serious disaster. He adjusted the nose of the plane as quickly as possible and crashed into the shuttle bus on the right. Otherwise, both planes would have been destroyed and everyone on board would have died."
Wu Junyuan's palms felt cold.
How the hell can an accident create a heroic pilot
"In any case, isn't this causing psychological panic among people?"
"No, everyone knew that Captain Fu led them out of danger, and they all wanted to thank him. The passengers on that plane are still stranded at the airport and wanted to meet Captain Fu. Unfortunately, it seems that a passenger on the plane was injured, and Captain Fu just took that passenger to the hospital."
Wu Junyuan's palms felt cold all the way down to his heart.
He hasn't even gotten comfortable in his seat as the boss yet, so he shouldn't move away again.
Fu Nanli's meeting lasted from 10 pm to midnight. He lost his temper, and although he did not say anything harsh, the senior officials of the Air Traffic Control Bureau all looked at this young master cautiously.
"Captain Fu, I'm really sorry. There was an oversight in our personnel management."
Director Zheng Peidong of the Air Traffic Control Bureau really felt that his reputation had been completely disgraced by the people under him.
Fu Nanli's face was gloomy: "Director Zheng, please clean up your people."
Zheng Peidong: "Of course we will. In addition, there will be a press conference tomorrow to apologize to the public. All of our senior executives will attend. Can Captain Fu attend and answer some questions from reporters?"
"Xu Shen will attend the press conference."
Zheng Peidong nodded: "Okay, okay."
Ji Xianzheng said, "I will let the head of the public relations department follow up on all the follow-up matters. Let's stop here today. The official Weibo account of the Air Traffic Control Bureau will first issue a statement to clarify the whole story. Nan Li has not rested since he came back from flying a plane. He should be tired."
A group of senior officials from the Air Traffic Control Bureau sent Fu Nanli downstairs, helped him to the car, and watched him leave.
Even if this young master failed to turn the tide and save the reputation of the entire Air Traffic Control Bureau, these senior executives were very polite when they met him, not to mention that he was the boss now. If it weren't for him, these senior executives would all lose their jobs.
Old Hu looked at the person in the rearview mirror, fatigue evident between his brows. After all, he had experienced such a thrilling moment and watched Xiao Wen bleed profusely. The young master was also a mortal, so naturally he would be tired.
"Have you gone back?" asked Lao Hu.
Fu Nanli pinched his brows and said, "Go to the Central Conservatory of Music."
"this late."
"Go take another look at her." He was worried and didn't know if the wound on her head still hurt. He always felt uneasy when she was not by his side.
Old Hu knew his young master's temper, so he turned the car and drove towards the Central Conservatory of Music.
Wen Qiao had a severe headache. After all, she had cut a wound, and she would inadvertently touch the wound when she slept. She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
Lu Youyou leaned on the side of her bed: "Qiao Qiao, does it hurt a lot?"
Wen Qiao forced a smile: "Not bad."
Chun Xiao and Lin Xiang also leaned forward: "Take some painkillers?"
Wen Qiao waved his hand: "No need, I'll get used to the pain after a while."
(End of this chapter)