Landing On My Heart

Chapter Thirty Seven

When the affirmative "yes" word fell and it was clearly transmitted to Ruan Sixian's ears, she felt how wrong she was with Fu Mingyu's conversation just now.

Even He Lanfeng looked at them with slanted eyes.

Even if the relationship between a man and a woman meets for the first time, it will become embarrassing to be stubbornly put together. What's more, Ruan Sixian and Fu Mingyu keep their heads down without looking up. When the topic is talked about this aspect, the atmosphere becomes inexplicably subtle.

Besides, this conversation is not the first time that Ruan Sixian remembers that she once asked Fu Mingyu, do you want to be my boyfriend?

However, Fu Mingyu didn't answer at the time, and she raised this question for a while and didn't take it seriously.

And now, Fu Mingyu seems to say bluntly, "Try to be my girlfriend and you will know how I am."

When she wanted to understand this level, Ruan Sixian naturally closed her mouth.

But when the consciousness floats in that direction, it becomes a little out of control, and some illogical thoughts pop up and jump around in the mind.

She found that when the slap passed, her bad feelings towards Fu Mingyu seemed to be cleared.

Not that annoying, even in many cases it is quite good, especially his temper, which seems to be particularly good.

In addition to unlimited tolerance for her unreasonable troubles, many times, what he did seems to have exceeded the boundaries of ordinary men and women.

For example, I must go to her house for dinner, such as accompany her to the police station, for example, go to the bar to find her because of a message from her that night.

Ruan Sixian even recalled the trivial matter of standing in front of her in the elevator blocking the dog.

She looked at Fu Mingyu without an emotional filter at this time, and realized that it was wrong long ago.

Thinking about it, Ruan Sixian glanced at the main dashboard, and the cold data on it brought her mind back in time.

She frowned and said indifferently: "The instructor is still here, don't talk nonsense, or we can order you to leave the cockpit even if you are the boss."

Fu Mingyu pressed his tongue against his cheek and smiled, turning his head to look out the window.

He Lanfeng curled his mouth and shook his eyebrows, and stopped talking.

For a while, the cockpit became quiet.

The cockpit door clicked twice, and the flight attendant slapped in.

He Lanfeng cleared his throat, took the pa, and said, "Everyone, have a drink."

The cockpit door opened and the flight attendant came in and asked: "Mr. Fu, Helan Instructor, Deputy Ruan, would you like something to drink?"

Ruan Sixian and Fu Mingyu said in unison: "Coffee don't need sugar."

The air stagnated for a while, and He Lanfeng sighed, "I think you two have a good understanding."

After getting off the plane, Boyang had arranged the driver to go directly to Xicheng with Fu Mingyu.

The fog in the early morning had not dissipated by noon, and the traffic on the highway was stagnant. Boyang looked at his watch from time to time.

During this time, Fu Mingyu stayed up for a long time because of the flight quality monitoring reform. His diet was irregular, and his stomach had problems. The doctor told him to eat on time. However, depending on the current situation, he couldn't keep up with lunch before the meeting.

Today is the International Import Expo. Major manufacturers from around the world come to bid for tenders, covering aircraft engines, aviation equipment, special vehicles, cabin equipment, and in-flight entertainment programs. It is one of the important projects of the World Bank this year. It is expected to be another whole afternoon. Attend the meeting.

As Bo Yang expected, two hours later, they stepped on the spot to reach the conference center.

Participants and manufacturer representatives were already in place, and the scene was overcrowded, but quiet and orderly.

The staff led Fu Mingyu to the VIP seats in the first row, with Fu Mingyu's nameplate on the table. After he took his seat, the surrounding participants came up to greet him one after another.

Each hand stretched over, following the other party's self-introduction, one by one did not stop.

Until the host on the conference stage began to adjust the microphone, the last person to talk to left.

Fu Mingyu sat down and adjusted his cuffs, and stretched out a hand in front of him.

He raised his eyes and looked away lazily.

"How did you come?"

"Why did I come here?" Yan An sat down beside Fu Mingyu, twisted the nameplate on the table to face Fu Mingyu, "Of course I am here on behalf of Beihang University."

The appearance of Yan An was unexpected by Fu Mingyu, but it was also reasonable.

In the past such expositions, the banquet family would not let Yanan attend as a representative. Usually, the banquet director himself or his special help came to the stage. However, this year’s banquet director is not very optimistic. Can't explain it.

Fu Mingyu had no intention of chatting with Yan An, and a single glance was enough.

Yan'an was also disappointed. He glanced at the content on the led screen and was not interested, so I might as well chat with Fu Mingyu.

"I heard that you are doing flight quality monitoring reform recently?"

Although the two usually don't deal with each other, they have a deep relationship at work. He and Yan'an have always been in peace.

"Ok."

Since deputy driver Yu's flight alternate flight to Fudu some time ago, Fu Mingyu began to do something.

He proposed that, starting from World Aviation, a comprehensive reform of flight quality monitoring, overturning the guidelines that have been used for more than 20 years, is not a secret in airlines, and it also stirred up waves.

But Yan'an is not surprised. Someone will do this sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to be Fu Mingyu who is about his age, "Why do you suddenly remember to do this?"

Fu Mingyu's face was calm, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter, "I wanted to do it the year I took office. Some time ago, a passenger's acute cholecystitis diversion incident was an opportunity."

Fu Mingyu said lightly, but Yan'an didn't understand how difficult it was.

The flight quality monitoring introduced by qar really played a positive role in regulating pilot operations in the early stage, and gave the starting airlines a model for management.

However, in recent years, the consequences of qar abuse have become more and more obvious, and these effects have far outweighed its positive significance.

For example, frequent tail-wiping incidents and incidents where there was only about 20 minutes of fuel left when an aircraft landed last year can almost all point to the fact that qar's management and punishment have been turned upside down.

The reason was that the pilot was worried about being punished by qar, and thus worsened a simple incident to a serious one.

In the eyes of many people, qar should be used for technical analysis and auxiliary training, rather than being used by the safety inspection department to punish pilots.

But it is difficult for anyone to really take this step, because of their deep-rooted use of history and authority, and if they want to reform, they have to come up with a more convincing trial plan.

Yan'an shook his head with a pessimistic attitude: "Why bother, thank you, you can't play with those stubborn old antiques."

Fu Mingyu stared at the led screen, his eyes were clear, but his tone was very tough, "Don't say it too early."

As he finished speaking, the meeting officially started at this time.

At the end of the nearly six-hour meeting, it was the limit of Yan'an's patience. He twisted his neck, his eyelids were heavy and he fought up and down, and when he turned his head to see, Fu Mingyu had not been tired.

The people on the stage have already begun to say the closing speech, Yan'an Bai Boring took out his mobile phone and flipped it, opened Weibo and saw that the World Aviation Official Blog had updated a news one minute ago.

He pretended to be an office worker and clicked it in to see it. It was the publicity Weibo of the World Aviation Flight Academy's national tour of enrollment this year, and attached nine pictures.

The middle one, he could tell at a glance that it was Ruan Sixian.

After opening the big picture and looking at it for a long time, he couldn't hold back, holding his mobile phone and asking the person next to him: "Is there an original picture of your company's promotional photos?"

Fu Mingyu looked up and down at Yan'an inch by inch, then stopped opening and said indifferently: "No."

Yan An had long been accustomed to Fu Mingyu's attitude, and continued to play with her mobile phone without saying anything.

But after a few seconds, he came over, the tone of the sentence just now was not right.

He seemed to feel something, put down the phone, and tapped the table.

"Fu Mingyu." He raised his eyebrows and said word by word, "I wanted to say it a long time ago, do you like Ruan Sixian?"

"Yes."

The expected affirmative answer did not even hesitate.

Yanan smiled and opened his mouth for a long time, not knowing what to say.

"Fu Mingyu, you're really, really..." Yan An really didn't know what to say, calmed down for a while, recalled what happened before, and suddenly smiled again.

Just Ruan Sixian's attitude towards Fu Mingyu?

Anyhow, being gentle and polite with myself, to Fu Mingyu is simply...

"Fu Mingyu, don't you know what Ruan Sixian's attitude toward you is? What are you doing with you here?"

What attitude?

Just like that slap, after the slap, the slap mark on his face disappeared, and the grievance between the two was completely wiped out.

But whenever I think of her, I sometimes get a **** in my heart, and sometimes it itch again.

Rather than getting up and down like this, it is better to hold it firmly, and then you will know whether she has become a needle sticking in, or a soft place lying in the bottom of my heart.

Fu Mingyu raised his eyebrows and squinted at the feast.

The same tone, the same sentence.

"Don't talk too early."

"Ah cut!"

At this moment, Ruan Sixian of the staff canteen suddenly hit Hache.

The aunt in the cafeteria asked: "The girl has a cold?"

"No." Ruan Sixian wiped her nose, "Maybe someone is scolding me behind her back."

She finished the meal and looked for a place with the dinner plate.

In the evening, there were more people in the staff canteen than usual. In addition to the air attendants, there were also many civilian staff who came to eat. At this time, there was no space.

I found the only remaining table and sat down, but the spoon accidentally dropped.

Ruan Sixian bent over to pick it up, and just reached out, the spoon was picked up by the other hand.

He looked up, Yue Chen stood in front of her with a smile.

"Xiao Ruan, what a coincidence."

Since Ruan Sixian ran into him in London last time and had a meal together, the two have never contacted him privately.

After returning, the two are not the same model, and there is no chance of cooperation. Moreover, when he is with Jiang Ziyue now, Ruan Sixian is even more deliberately avoiding suspicion, occasionally meeting in the company, except for the necessary greetings, without saying a word.

After all, Jiang Ziyue knew that Yue Chen had chased her before, and the less contact would lead to fewer things.

But at this time, Ruan Sixian can only smile politely, "Coincidentally."

Yue Chen put the spoon he picked up and asked, "Is there no one here?"

Ruan Sixian shook her head, "Are you on your flight tonight?"

"Right." Yue Chen sat down, looked around Ruan Sixian's face inadvertently, and asked, "Where did you fly today?"

Ruan Sixian said concisely: "Lincheng."

"Oh, my hometown."

The two of them chatted together like this, a little bit embarrassing, but they were both perfectly covered up by the other party.

"By the way, I got married at the end of the year, and I will send you an invitation later." Yue Chen said for a long time, this is his focus.

"Congratulations." Ruan Sixian picked up the peppers on the plate, with a relaxed tone, "What month?"

"It's December 7th or 8th, I can't remember clearly." Yue Chen laughed as he said, "I will be able to look back, otherwise I will be scolded every time I ask about it."

Ruan Sixian also laughed, but she was smiling. Sure enough, there are still prodigal sons in this world who turned around and said that she had never expected that a man like Yue Chen would be subdued by Jiang Ziyue.

The two laughed separately, not on the same channel, until a co-pilot passed by with a plate and coughed slightly.

Yue Chen raised his head and looked at the co-pilot for unknown reasons.

He squeezed his eyes and slammed his mouth to the right.

Yue Chen had an ominous premonition in his heart, and looking over there, he saw Jiang Ziyue standing at the door with a black face.

Yue Chen cursed unlucky silently in his heart, said goodbye to Ruan Sixian and left with his plate.

At the door, Jiang Ziyue was wearing a uniform, waiting for Yue Chen to come towards her.

She has been standing here for nearly fifteen minutes, but Yue Chen has never noticed her, his eyes are completely stuck to Ruan Sixian.

The two of them didn't know what they were talking about, they laughed happily.

Why didn't she see him smiling when she was eating with Yue Chen, she knew she was playing games with her head down.

"It's finished?" Jiang Ziyue looked at Yue Chen in front of him coldly, "Why don't you eat more for a while?"

"What are you talking about all day long." Yue Chen usually annoys Jiang Ziyue's tone the most, because he used to have many girlfriends, and now that he sees him talking to a woman, he has to ask for a long time, "Aren't you going to fly for a while? Eat quickly? go with."

"What should I eat? If she is full, I don't need to eat."

Yue Chen looked at her impatiently, "Why are you inexplicably angry? Together, I can't say a few words to a female colleague now?"

"It depends on what female colleague is. Can she be the same as others?"

"Okay, whatever you think."

"What do you want me to think? What do you want me to think? I eagerly hide in the corner for dinner, afraid who will see it?"

"If I'm the **** who would see her, I would eat with her in the cafeteria? We don't know how to eat out? You are sick all day long, are you."

Yue Chen's tone was heavy, his steps were heavier, and he walked away.

Jiang Ziyue caught up with him and pulled his sleeves, "What do you mean? Isn't it a long time ago that you can't bear it, your heart is itching? You still like her, right? I know that you men just can't get the best. Yue Chen, don't forget that you are going to get married."

"You're crazy." Yue Chen didn't even bother to say anything, and just left.

But Jiang Ziyue had a flight for a while, and couldn't catch up with him and quarrel with a result. He turned to look at Ruan Sixian, who was still pouring the dishes slowly.

In fact, on the day Ruan Sixian came back, she didn't sleep well.

First, I was afraid that Ruan Sixian would find out the news that she had spread back then and find opportunities to retaliate against her.

The second is because of Yue Chen.

At that time, Yue Chen couldn’t ask Ruan Sixian for this matter and it was always a thorn in her heart. She knew Yue Chen too well, and there were so many colorful intestines. As long as she didn’t look at him, she couldn’t control her sultry mouth, let alone him. People who haven't been chased up all the day do not see and see when they lower their heads, so recently she checks the posts whenever she has time. She often finds out that Yue Chen is arguing with her and she doesn't stop.

But how can this be prevented.

When she just saw Yue Chen and Ruan Sixian talking and laughing, all the sense of crisis accumulated in the past few months broke out at this moment.

But when Ruan Sixian came out after pouring the dinner plate, he smiled and greeted her, "Are you here to see Captain Yue? He just left."

Jiang Ziyue said with a cold face: "I know."

Seeing her strange expression, Ruan Sixian didn't bother to say anything and left.

But after not taking a few steps, the people behind stopped her.

"What?" Ruan Sixian turned around, "Is there anything else?"

Jiang Ziyue took a deep breath, trying to make his face and tone calm enough.

"Xiao Ruan, we both know that Yue Chen chased you before."

Ruan Sixian did not leave either, turned around slowly, waiting for her to follow.

"But we are getting married, so—" She looked up at Ruan Sixian, "I hope you can keep a distance from him."

Ruan Sixian tried his best to endure, but still couldn't help laughing.

"Sister, don't worry, I used to look down on your baby bumps, and now I don't look down on them even more. Just cover it up."

With such a humiliating language and that smiling face, Jiang Ziyue laughed in anger and nodded coldly: "Yes, no ordinary captain is worthy of you. Your vision is high. What kind of co-pilot are you still sitting in? The co-pilot seat in Mr. Fu's car."

Ruan Sixian twitched the corner of her mouth.

awkward.

I really sat.