Chapter 1: Gate 1

"Fell on My Heart"
Wen
Qiao Shao
Chapter One
Jiangcheng, autumn.
A gust of wind blew away the thick clouds covering the moon in the night sky, and the light on the ground became brighter, and the rice in the field reflected dark gold, and shallow waves swayed with the wind.
This is a suburban farmland in the early morning, as quiet as the plants are sleeping.
And the old asphalt road connected to the ridge chased the light all the way to the front, was cut off by a yellow paint, and on the other side was the magnificent airport runway.
The airport at this point is completely different from the fields. It is brightly lit and the staff is busy. A Boeing 737 landed smoothly and a dozen shuttle buses moved forward in an orderly manner.
Ruan Sixian pulled the flight case and walked towards the meeting level of the Hengshi Airlines flight attendant department, with wind blowing under his feet and sweat on his forehead.
After entering the elevator, she took out her mobile phone and checked the time. At 12:41, there were only less than five minutes left before the pre-voyage collaboration meeting.
The elevator door opened and Ruan Sixian walked through the crowded hall and turned to the meeting room corridor.
A few flight attendants wearing the same blue uniforms as her stood at the door of the b32 conference room, chatting together.
"Ruan Sixian, why did you come?"
Jiang Ziyue in the crowd turned around and asked.
Ruan Sixian caught up a bit, and he was relieved, "Something happened when I went out."
Jiang Ziyue is the flight attendant, so I have to mention it: "Be careful next time, nothing else. You know that today's flight is very important."
Ruan Sixian nodded and said yes.
Today’s flight, from Jiangcheng to London, is the core international flight of World Airlines.
The special thing is that Fu Mingyu, Vice President of World Airline, also took this flight.
Fu Mingyu usually travels by private jet, and there are not many opportunities to take the World Airlines. Therefore, as the flight attendant, Jiang Ziyue asked him in the small group of crew as soon as he saw the passenger list.
Ruan Sixian glanced at the meeting room again, "hasn't come out yet?"
Jiang Ziyue: "Well, I don't know what the flight crew is rubbing against. Our captain is still in the bathroom."
"Then I will also go to the bathroom to tidy up my silk scarf and add some makeup."
Ruan Sixian was afraid of being late when she left the dormitory, so she trot all the way, sweating on her neck and being tired of her silk scarf, making her uncomfortable.
After speaking, Ruan Sixian hurried to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and washed her hands, pinning the two scattered hairs behind her ears with her index finger in the water.
She looked at herself in the mirror, exquisite makeup, meticulous haircut, dignified and self-cultivating uniform-not bad, but nothing special.
Only the silk scarf on her neck that was crooked like a rabbit's lop ears made her look motionless with the other flight attendants.
But it is only the difference in her eyes, and no one will notice.
Now this very interesting silk scarf has to be untied by herself, and then re-tied.
While lowering her hand, Ruan Sixian touched an object in the inner bag of the uniform.
She paused, unbuttoned a button, and reached for the thing.
It was a letter, and the pink envelope was sealed with red wax.
This is what caused Ruan Sixian to go out late.
This afternoon, roommate Si Xiaozhen learned that Fu Mingyu was taking a flight with Ruan Sixian, so she wrote this letter, and then asked her to find a chance to give it to Fu Mingyu.
Seeing Ruan Sixian seemingly reluctant, Si Xiaozhen said with red eyes: "Let’s read books together and prepare for the recruitment exam together. We will sign up next week. As a result, the Feiyang plan will be cancelled if it says cancel! You really don’t want to do it again Fight for it?"
The Feiyang Plan is the internal recruitment plan of World Airlines. Every year, a part of Hengshi Airlines' internal employees is selected for pilot training, regardless of position or gender. This year, seeing that it was the time to register for the "Flying Plan", Fu Mingyu, who was in charge of the flight department, cancelled the plan.
This is just a small change that is not painful to others, but it is a fatal blow to people like Ruan Sixian and Si Xiaozhen who are running into this plan to enter the world.
Ruan Sixian opened her mouth as if she was about to refuse. Si Xiaozhen said again, "I sent him a lot of emails without receiving a receipt. Now there is only this way. I know you think this method is ridiculous, but Wan One? What if Fu is always an approachable and kind-hearted person, he is willing to think about it after reading my letter? And..."
Ruan Sixian raised her hand, interrupted Si Xiaozhen, and accepted the letter.
"I just think, can you change the envelope, it looks like I'm sending a love letter."
Unexpectedly, this was what Ruan Sixian hesitated. Si Xiaozhen lowered his head shamefully: "You don't know, I like pink, and I don't have other envelopes."
What else can Ruan Sixian say.
Anyway, now that people have arrived at the terminal, she can't change the color of the envelope.
"what are you doing?"
Suddenly, Jiang Ziyue opened the door, half of his body leaned in, "The captain is here, hurry up, it's a meeting."
Ruan Sixian hurriedly hid the letter behind her, nodded and said, "Okay, here is it."
Jiang Ziyue caught this little action, and his eyes swept away alertly, "What did you take?"
Ruan Sixian didn't want to be seen by Jiang Ziyue what she was holding, but the subconscious hiding action just now was too obvious, but it meant that there was no silver three hundred taels here. And Jiang Ziyue's probing eyes were passed over, and Ruan Sixian could only gently shake the things in his hands.
"That's it, nothing."
After Jiang Ziyue saw the pink envelope clearly, her tight lips relaxed, "What's the mess, hurry up, don't be too slow."
Ruan Sixian stuffed the letter into the lining bag and walked towards Jiang Ziyue with the buttons.
Because of Fu Mingyu on the guest list, the captain paid special attention to this pre-flight collaboration meeting, and spoke 20 minutes longer than usual.
When it was over, it was time to board the plane, but they were notified by the tower that they had to be delayed for an hour due to traffic control.
The time eased again, and the captain stood up alive, and said to the two co-pilots next to him: "Go buy something to eat?"
The three of them got up and went out, leaving the crew in the conference room.
It was a delay again, everyone had to wait, not counting the flight time, and gradually there was a whisper in the conference room.
During the period Ruan Sixian went out to answer the phone.
Before the phone hung up, Ruan Sixian heard the chatting in the room getting more and more enthusiastic, as if discussing something happy again.
"What are you talking about?" Ruan Sixian opened the door, "I heard your voices outside."
Jiang Ziyue rolled up the passenger list and held his temples, tilted his head and smiled: "They are betting to see who can get Mr. Fu's phone number today."
Ruan Sixian said in a puzzled way, "What are you going to do?"
"What do you mean? Of course it was to pick him up!"
"Finally encountered the same flight as him, a rare opportunity, and no more time to wait at this time!"
"Ten hours of long distance, I don’t believe that I can’t find a chance to contact me. If it doesn’t work, let’s learn from someone else and pour coffee or something, hahahaha.
"Pouring coffee is too cruel. I think I should take the opportunity to fall when I don’t wait for the bumps. I just fell into the arms of others."
Splashing coffee...wrestling...
Ruan Sixian's eyes twitched.
Ten years ago, idol dramas didn't act like that. Okay.
But since everyone said that, you can hear that they are really just joking.
Ruan Sixian smiled and sat down, scratching her temples with her nails.
"What do you dream?"
After speaking, he was taken aback.
How did you say what was in your heart?
The atmosphere in the conference room froze for a while.
Soon, he became enthusiastic with a nonchalant statement.
"Dreaming is not against the law, and ah..." the man lowered his voice and said, "President Fu's brother, and another Mr. Fu's fiancee is a flight attendant. The two met on the plane. What is this called? Everything is possible. ."
"The words are here. If anyone becomes the boss's wife in the future, don't forget to promote me. Don't say anything else, let me be the flight attendant first."
"Oh, just rush to you to help me change shifts last time. If I become the boss's wife, you will immediately become the flight attendant."
"Then I would like to thank you first, but what if I am the future boss?"
Ruan Sixian listened for a long time, becoming more and more confused, "No, why are you so excited, what if the other party is an old man with a belly bigger than a pregnant woman? You guys too?"
When these words came out, everyone trembled with laughter.
Ruan Sixian was even more confused, "What are you laughing at?"
"Oh, it seems that Ruan Ruan really doesn't hear things outside the window. Come, sister show you the photos."
Jiang Ziyue hooked Ruan Sixian's neck with one hand, took out the phone with the other, and showed her a picture.
This photo was obviously taken secretly. Fu Mingyu was wearing a high-end suit and a black coat outside, and was walking towards the company headquarters.
He has broad shoulders and long legs, and his steps are very large. The straight back and the smooth lines of the legs complement the clothing. The aura seems to penetrate the photos to catch people's attention, making the surrounding characters automatically blur.
Even if this photo didn't capture his face at all.
No wonder the flight attendants are so excited and excusable.
But just looking at it like this, Ruan Sixian completely erased the adjectives "amiable and kind" in his heart.
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
These two adjectives have nothing to do with him.
The people inside joked presumptuously, and didn't even notice that outside the concealed door, the face of the flight attendant manager Wang Lekang was as black as Guan Gong.
Standing next to Wang Lekang is Fu Mingyu, the protagonist of the topic center.
The floor lights were bright, and occasionally the sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the long corridor, clearly audible.
But it's not as clear as the laughter inside this door.
The laughter sounded like a knife, and it pierced Wang Lekang's ears.
He glanced at Fu Mingyu quietly, and saw that he lowered his head and flipped through the documents in his hand, his eyes were calm, as if he hadn't heard the conversation inside.
But if he really didn't hear it, why should he stay here.
The voice in the room became more and more presumptuous, and Wang Lekang was like a needle on his back, wishing to rush in and stop the people inside.
But Fu Mingyu didn't change his expression, how dare he move first.
For a moment, Fu Mingyu slowly closed the document in his hand and returned it to Wang Lekang intact.
Wang Lekang reached out to pick it up, but the document stagnated slightly away from the palm of his hand.
"This is the effect of your recent rectification?"
In a word, Wang Lekang tightened his back, not knowing how to respond.
This is funny to say. Two months ago, a "good talk" happened on Hengshi Airlines' international core flight. A double cabin flight attendant accidentally spilled coffee on the VIP passenger.
This guest has an unusual identity, and is the youngest son of a major shareholder of Jiangcheng Iron and Steel Industry.
But because of this service accident, the two not only did not have a grudge, but became a relationship, and a relationship came quickly and enviable.
Since then, there have always been flight attendants quietly following suit, and the service "accident" rate suddenly soared during that time.
I won't talk about anything else, but this kind of thing was encountered by a small shareholder of Shihang and told Fu Mingyu as a joke.
The love of men and women cannot be blocked by external forces, but it is a big taboo in the service industry to do personal desires at work.
Therefore, at the department summary meeting that month, Fu Mingyu mentioned this matter, and Wang Lekang immediately stated that he would rectify the chaos.
Who would think that at the moment when Wang Lekang reported his work, this "chaotic phenomenon" was hit by Fu Mingyu.
"If they don't want to do this job, they can ask for it at any time. Hengshi Airlines has never forced to stay."
Fu Mingyu let go of his strength, and the document finally reached Wang Lekang's palm.
Although it is only a few pages, it weighs like a catty of iron.