Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 1270 Sister Qiao is expelled

Wen Qiao rested his chin on his expensive suit: "Before you said you would let me be your flight attendant, so, will my amateur flight attendant take office so soon?"

Fu Nanli squeezed her cheek: "I will be a passenger this time, I'll talk about it next time."

Next Friday, as promised, Wen Qiao is wearing a short gray-brown croissant coat with a black sweater underneath, loose jeans on the bottom, and sneakers on his feet.

It’s still comfortable to fly.

It takes 12 hours to fly directly from Haicheng to Dubai.

The most important thing is that the first-class business class was packaged by a rich man in Dubai, and Wen Qiao had to take the economy class.

Fu Nanli had a meeting in the conference room and called Wen Qiao: "If you can't take the economy class, then take the next flight to Dubai, where there is business class."

Fu Shao really never suffered such grievances, so he was upset and let Wen Qiao fly on their private jet.

Wen Qiao: "I'm very used to economy class, it's okay, I just want to take a flight with you."

Where does it make sense to sit down?

When Wen Qiao boarded the plane, he saw Shi Tianxue from the University of Astronautics standing in the doorway.

This kind of shift change would naturally not be able to go to the head. Ji Xianzheng didn't know, and Fu Nanli didn't even know it.

Shi Tianxue could only be on the same flight with Captain Fu at a high price. When I saw Wen Qiao, although I felt a bit resentful, he still held the smiling face of the stewardess and said enthusiastically: "Welcome to Dongchuan Airlines flight. You have a good trip."

Wen Qiao took the ticket, entered the cabin, and glanced back. How did she remember that Shi Tianxue was not on the same flight with Fu Nanli?

But she doesn't matter, she has always been suspicious of Fu Nanli's relationship with men and women.

Moreover, Shi Tianxue is an economy class flight attendant, so she can't get into the captain's room at all, so she doesn't have to worry about it.

However, from the small to the big, it can be seen how many flight attendants and girls of Dongchuan Airlines admire Fu Nanli.

Wen Qiao found his seat, the aisle seat on the right, the first row of economy class, which was also close to business class.

I could vaguely see a few black-clad bodyguards in the business class, all of them foreigners. There was also a big man sitting on a chair. The stewardess pushed the dining car and delivered red wine. Then the curtain fell down and I couldn't see it anymore. The scene inside.

Zhao Yuan is also an old man with Fu Nanli. She used to be a first-class flight attendant. Now she learned that Wen Qiao was in economy class, so she deployed herself and ran over to ask her if she wanted a blanket, whether she was hungry or thirsty. , Seems to be her exclusive flight attendant.

Wen Qiao smiled: "I just ate and drank in your Dongchuan restaurant just now, Sister Yuan, if you are busy with you, I will call you if I have something to do."

Zhao Yuan smiled: "Okay."

"Oh yes, is the local tyrant in the business class a businessman in Dubai? What kind of business, such a big battle."

"Dubai, it's always oil, diamonds and the like. It seems to have something to do with the royal family, so the security work is in place."

"Oh oh."

Zhao Yuan went to serve the other passengers after finishing talking.

Wen Qiao put on the headphones and flipped through the book to look out. Suddenly, someone kicked his foot. When he looked up, he saw a foreigner with a beard, wearing a suit, and looking vicious.

"You, find a seat at the back."

The man speaks English, and his imperative tone is very uncomfortable.

Wen Qiao spread his hands and replied to her in English: "My seat is here."

(End of this chapter)