Chapter 38 (1/2)

”Ah, cut!”

Out of the canteen, she sneezed again.

She confirmed this time that someone must have scolded her behind her back, mostly Jiang ziyue.

This person is also insane. Tell her to stay away from Yue Chen.

Did she do anything?

For the past half a year, she has been hiding when she sees Yue Chen. She hasn't even said a few words. What else should she do? I'll fly all day if I don't land, right?

I really want to have something with Yue Chen. Even if I fly in the sky, I can talk on the radio.

To put it bluntly, he still thinks highly of his own man. He thinks he is a treasure. Others want to rob him at a glance. I don't think about Yue Chen's comments on the world airlines. Who doesn't know about him? I don't think about the girl who is going through the day who dares to marry him, and I'm not afraid of saving money to buy a hat after marriage.

Ruan Sixian felt that she shouldn't express her ideas so directly just now. She should put on a pathetic look and said to her, ”I'm sorry. I didn't expect you to misunderstand me. I have nothing to do with Captain Yue. We just have a chat and chat together. In the future, I'll try my best to avoid contact with him. Don't let me have any trouble with him.”

Just these words, make sure she can't sleep tonight.

But it's better now.

Ruan Sixian knew that other colleagues had received the invitation one after another, and she always worried that Jiang ziyue would send her a copy next to her.

Now that she is so afraid of herself and tears her face, I don't have to worry about it.

What does that mean.

This shows that Jiang ziyue is praising her beauty in another way.

When Ruan Sixian thought about this, she didn't know that she was suffering from a direct and rude rainbow fart on the Internet.

Are models still invited to shoot the promotional film? Can't you use your own staff? 】

two hours ago, the propaganda microblog just came out, and someone commented on it under the official microblog of World Airlines. Xiaobian specially turned it out and replied: it's not a model, it's our pilot.

As a result, the usual few official blog comments immediately broke a thousand.

[sister pilot! I can! I can! 】

[does the recruitment assessment standard have the item of face value? If there is, I won't come. 】

[sister is so beautiful, tell me the flight, I'm going to take it! 】

[it's really flying in the sky. It's a fairy in the sky! 】

[is that ok The female drivers are very annoying. Can the female captain's plane do it? 】

[Oh, some women still look down on women. Your mother gave birth to you just to make you discriminate against your mother? You don't have to pee to see if you can be a pilot? Oh, no, I forgot that pilots don't accept disabled people. Brain disability is also considered disabled. 】

[I can do the other captains, too! Is there anyone to show me the way? 】

after a night's fermentation, the microblog forwarded tens of thousands of messages, and ”women pilots of World Airlines” quietly climbed to the top 20 of the hot search list.

Ruan Sixian woke up in the morning, and her mobile phone almost got stuck.

At ordinary times, a small number of microblogs suddenly poured into all kinds of comments and private messages, and the number of fans rose rapidly for several days.

Ruan Sixian was still a little confused. According to the content of everyone's private letter, she found out the source.

But there were too many comments, and she couldn't know how these people got to her microblog.

Her head portrait was taken a few years ago in the Seine River, and her microblog nickname is ”I am with the sun” with a little bit of middle air at first glance, so everyone is sure that this is her.

Ruan Sixian opened her private letter again and scanned it. Most of them were from girls.

Some say they want to know each other, some simply express themselves, and some only know how to send ”ah ah ah ah ah ah” shrieking chickens.

Of course, there are also very simple, rude and direct private letters expressing one's wishes, usually with only two words - ”about?”

Ruan Sixian is very curious about this kind of person's self-confidence. Curiosity makes her pick one out to read the microblog. The desire for survival makes her quit immediately and completely pull the black.

Who can be unhappy when so many strangers blow a rainbow fart.

Ruan Sixian is about to send a screenshot to Bian Xuan and Si Xiaozhen, but the screen is interrupted by a call.

She didn't save the number, but she knew who it was.

After getting through the phone, Ruan Sixian didn't speak, and the other end was silent for a moment.

”Ruan Ruan, is that the woman pilot on the world aviation official blog today you?”

Ruan Sixian was still sitting on the bed with her legs crossed and her head tilted.

Dong Xian's voice softened.

”Why didn't you tell me? I always thought you were still a flight attendant

”You didn't ask me.”

”Ruan Ruan, you have realized your dream. Mom is very happy,” she said

After listening, Ruan Sixian had nothing to say.

This is what they do every time they call. They are always silent for no reason.Dong Xian didn't understand why Ruan Sixian had become so indifferent to her, sometimes even a little hostile.

”Ruan Ruan, it's your birthday today. Let me cook for you.”

”No more.” ”I have an appointment with a friend,” she said

It was countless times that she refused to meet each other. Dong Xian was used to it.

But today is not the same, online photos let her for a long time back to God, more can't believe that her silent daughter has changed so much, she especially want to see her, ”then I give you a cake OK?”

”My friends will order cakes for me. Well, I have to work.”

Dong Xian inhaled and sighed, ”OK, I won't disturb you.”

After hanging up, she lay down again and went to sleep.

On the other hand, after Ruan Sixian became a KPI Koi in the world airlines' publicity department, guanbo quickly took advantage of the popularity and sent out a second wave of publicity documents, with a few more photos of Ruan Sixian.

Fu Mingyu looked at the comments on Weibo, calm, but with a cold smile, ”it's really loved by everyone.”

Bo Yang in the side of the mouth: ”not blind love.”

Fu Mingyu looked at him, and the other side immediately looked at his nose and heart, pretending to say nothing.

He went to Ruan Sixian's microblog again, looked at the number of fans, and said, ”tell the propaganda department that it's enough, don't over consume her.”

”Good.”

Bo Yang said that he was going to do it. Fu Mingyu stopped him again. ”Have all the things moved in?”

”We've arranged for people to move. It should be ready this afternoon.”

Fu Mingyu nodded, Bo Yang turned and went out.

At the same time, a call came in from Fu Mingyu's mobile phone.

He frowned and was a little surprised. He didn't know why Dong Xian suddenly called him.

”Auntie, what's up?”

”I'm sorry to disturb you. I want to ask you a little help.”

”Well, you say.”

”Can you tell me the flight information of the female pilot on the microblog of world airlines today? I have something to do with her

”Sorry, auntie, I can't reveal that.”

At the same time, Fu Mingyu has transferred out today's flight information.

Ruan Sixian's flight time has reached the upper limit this month. She has a rest today.

Dong Xian hesitated for a moment and then asked, ”then you don't have to tell me the details. Just tell me when she will get off the plane.”

Fu Mingyu laughs: ”Auntie, I have so many pilots under my hand, how can I know when everyone gets off the plane?”

Then he asked, ”do you know her?”

Dong Xian gave a ”um”.

Fu Mingyu said: ”if you know her, you can call her directly. Do you have no contact information?”

”Well.” Dong Xian falsely admits, ”please, I won't disturb your work first.”

”Good.”

”Beep” sounds on the phone, Fu Mingyu holds the mobile phone, and the screen automatically returns to the poor picture.

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in the evening, before the sun sets, the dark clouds come from the west mountain, which has the tendency of rainstorm.

Fu Mingyu didn't let the driver drive him back to Mingchen's apartment.

On the way, big raindrops fell.

Before entering the underground garage, he saw a black Porsche parked outside the gate, a middle-aged driver in the driver's seat, and a woman standing beside the car, with an umbrella in one hand and a cake in the other.

Fu Mingyu didn't meet Dong Xian many times. On rainy days, people couldn't see him clearly. He just felt familiar. Until he got on the elevator, he remembered who he was.

Although they don't know much about Ruan Sixian and Dong Xian, Fu Mingyu can probably guess that if Ruan Sixian wants to see her, why does Dong Xian need to call him for flight information.

But she didn't get any information from him, so she went to find out her address.

Fu Mingyu's finger was about to touch the button on the 16th floor. Thinking about this, he moved down a little and pressed the button on the 14th floor.

The elevator stopped slowly.

Before the door was fully opened, Fu Mingyu heard the man outside singing out of tune and running to Siberia.

As the crack in the door grew bigger, Ruan Sixian, who was wearing a red dress, slowly quieted down.

She coughed, covered up her embarrassment and gave a demure smile.

”Mr. Fu is off duty?”

”Well.” Fu Mingyu looked at her, ”are you in a good mood today?”