Chapter 9 (1/2)

Back home, she stood in front of the mirror for a long time.

Why don't you remember her?

Is her face popular?

It's impossible.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ruan Sixian could only attribute it to Fu Mingyu's daily management and brain load, so she entered Alzheimer's disease ahead of time and had to be kind to him.

Good Ruan Sixian decided to sprinkle some sweat, there is no gas can not be solved by exercise, if not, it is not enough exercise.

There is a gymnasium with good environment in Ruan Sixian's newly rented community, which is the welfare of the property owners. It is not open to the public, so there are not many people. Today, she went to the equipment area for the first time, only a few people.

Seeing clean towels and mineral water, as well as private teachers who are not responsible for marketing, Ruan Sixian feels that her money is worth it.

the gym is very quiet, with only the dynamic music coming from the dance room next door. Ruan Sixian raised the hydraulic cylinder step by step according to the rhythm of the music.

Until a male voice interrupted Ruan Sixian.

”Beauty, add a wechat.”

A pair of running shoes appeared in the sight first. When I raised my eyes, I saw a man of about twenty-seven or eight looking at her with a smile, and he didn't hold a mobile phone in his hand.

The refusal in Ruan Sixian's eyes was obvious, but the man laughed and clapped his arm.

”Yes, I'm a pilot. I can't compare my arm strength with that of ordinary people.”

Ruan Sixian raised her eyebrows.

Who are you?

The man turned to face Ruan Sixian and held out his hand: ”Banan, banyan of banyan, safety of banyan.”

Banquet?

She glanced at him.

Although this person seems to be fooling around, most people don't dare to show off under the name.

”The banquet is always good.” She shook hands with Yan an and asked, ”how do you recognize me?”

”Haven't I seen your picture? I noticed it when you first came in, and I wondered where there was such a coincidence

Yan'an relies on the arm, a loose appearance.

He glanced at Ruan Sixian's arm and said, ”but when I see you playing, I'm pretty sure.”

”So...”

Although some people are well-dressed, they are born with a sense of affinity. Yan'an is obviously such a person. Looking out of tune, but with no airs at all, Ruan Sixian unknowingly chatted with him a lot and learned that he also lived here. Today, she just came back from the headquarters of China Northern Airlines and had a hard time to rest, so she came here to exercise.

But what Yan'an didn't say was that he only came here once in a while for one night.

But it doesn't matter. From now on, he has lived here a lot.

Speaking of Beihang, Yan'an can't help but sour Fu Mingyu. ”It's a pity that you go to World Airlines and want to work for Fu Mingyu. He's a black man. He doesn't like to talk like an iceberg at ordinary times. Once you offend him, it's too much for you. You can be careful.”

Ruan Sixian said yes with a smile.

When Yan'an saw that she looked relaxed, she was even more unrestrained. She sat down on the abdominal roll beside her and said, ”you see, I'm a good talker. If you come to Beihang, we'll work happily every day, isn't it?”

Yan'an said that they were also talking. They talked and talked about Ruan Sixian.

”You used to work for COMAC, right? How did you think of becoming a pilot? ”

Ruan Sixian nodded, ”well, I started three years ago, just in time for the deadline of independent recruitment, so I want to have a try.”

”That's very good. I know there are a lot of people in COMAC, but there are very few people in selection.” Yan an touched his chin and suddenly thought of something, ”ouch, one of our dispatchers from Beihang is also from COMAC. It seems that he was in the same period with you in the flight academy.”

”Yes, it's Si Xiaozhen. We know each other. Before that, I went to Shangfei together, but later I didn't pass the examination in the flying academy, so I changed my career and became a dispatcher. ”

”Well, the dispatcher is also good, the ground captain.”

Chatting here, Yan'an found that she seemed to have delayed Ruan Sixian a lot of time, so she got up and said goodbye, ”then you go on, I still have something to do. I'll go first.”

Ruan Sixian nodded, got up and went to another place.

Yan'an turned back and said, ”by the way, add a wechat. If you can't be a colleague, you can still be a friend.”

They talked back and forth several times. Naturally, Ruan Sixian would not refuse. She told him that her mobile phone number could be found on wechat, and Yan'an left with a smile.

But Yan'an chatted with Ruan Sixian here for a while, which directly led to his late arrival at his friend's party.

But it doesn't matter much. Anyway, it's all friends gathering. It's not a big deal. It's just a coincidence that several of them are free today.

In the top box of Warner manor in the western suburb of Jiangcheng, there is only a light yellow lantern on the ceiling, which absorbs and dissipates most of the rising white smoke in the room. The special carved screen also has the same function, so that most of the men in this box are holding smoke in their hands, but they don't have any choking smell.When Yan'an opened the door, a table of card players came into view first, and he said, ”I feel better today. I'll take a man to go to the table.”

Someone on the card table looked up at him. ”It's nice to be late. Let's go.”

Yan'an laughs idly and goes around the screen to find the bathroom.

There were still several people sitting on the sofa, including men and women, but Yan'an saw Fu Mingyu sitting in the middle at a glance.

”Oh, the sun is coming out in the West today, and Mr. Fu is very busy, and so are the people?”

The light behind the screen was dim. Fu Mingyu, with a cigarette in his mouth, was bending over to get the lighter on the table. He stopped for a moment, raised his jaw and glanced at Yan'an unintentionally.

At this time, the woman next to him cleverly pressed the lighter and leaned forward to send the jumping light to Fu Mingyu.

Fu Mingyu took a look at her. His eyes were the same as those of Yan'an, without any emotion.

The woman looked at Fu Mingyu nervously, her hand trembled, and the fire flashed slightly.

He finally tilted his head and inhaled it gently. The cigarette end lit up a red flame. As he inhaled, it gradually spread and became brighter, as if illuminating his whole face.

It also lit up the woman's eyes, and her face was full of smiles.

But the next second, Fu Mingyu put the cigarette beside the ashtray while spitting out the curl of white smoke.

The cigarette just went out there.

Yan'an came out of the bathroom and found a seat right next to Fu Mingyu.

He looked at the woman beside Fu Mingyu and said, ”Yo, general manager Fu's girlfriend?”

Fu Mingyu turned his back to the woman and gave a look to Yan'an.

Yan'an didn't respond for a long time. After looking at the woman's eyes, Fu Mingyu probably said, ”do you think I like plastic surgery as much as you?”