deep desire

At nine o'clock in the morning, the commercial vehicle was parked outside the airport's business jet terminal, and the ground service personnel were waiting at the door to greet them.

Lu Jing stepped out of the car with long legs, without saying a word, the wind was blowing under her feet, and strode into the building.

The entourage hurriedly followed behind.

Secretary Liu Jie went to communicate with the ground service, and learned that their plane was still refueling, so she came over to talk to Lu Jingshen.

"Probably another 15 minutes."

Lu Jing nodded deeply, leaned on the sofa and flipped through the magazines.

Liu Jie continued to report to him: "What's more, Captain Deng fell ill and was admitted to the hospital two days ago. I don't know if he can still fly in the future. The business jet company temporarily arranged someone to replace him. He said he just came back from abroad. We If you are satisfied, you can directly ask someone to come over, I looked at the resume, although young, he has a lot of flying experience, and he is also at the captain level, if we can use him, it will save us from hiring another person."

"It's up to you."

Lu Jing threw out this sentence in a deep voice, and the magazine turned another page, and when her eyes inadvertently fell on the apron outside the glass curtain wall in front, she suddenly stopped.

On the tarmac, the old captain boarded the plane after completing the round-the-plane inspection, leaving Fengsi here alone to supervise the maintenance and refueling.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets at random, and the reflective vest was covered on the pilot uniform. His posture was slack, and the button of the pilot hat covered his eyes, but he had a high nose bridge, extending down to slightly thin lips, and a perfectly curved jaw. Lines, but at a glance.

There was also a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was talking to the beautiful stewardesses around him.

"Captain Feng, will you fly with us in the future?"

The stewardess' drawn out voice was a bit sweet, Feng Si was very helpful, and said with a smile: "I don't know, I think, but the big boss is willing to want me."

Another stewardess said: "Mr. Lu is actually quite talkative, and he is generous with his actions. If you behave better, he will definitely want you. The salary of flying with him is much higher than outside, and it is easy. Besides, Mr. Lu has a good temper. Much easier to serve than those other big bosses.”

"is it?"

Feng Si's voice was a little soft, with a playful tone, the two stewardesses who were talking and laughing didn't hear it, nor did they see the fleeting light in his long and narrow eyes under the brim of his pilot's hat.

After the refueling of the plane was completed, Lu Jing looked back deeply, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that he seemed to be in a daze, Liu Jie called him hesitantly: "Boss..."

Lu Jingshen: "Give me his resume."

Liu Jie was taken aback.

Lu Jing raised her chin deeply: "Show me the resume of the captain."

Liu Jie regained consciousness and immediately opened the tablet, called out Feng Si's resume, and handed it to Lu Jing for a deep look.

Lu Jing looked over deeply, the upper right corner was the ID photo of that person, a white pilot shirt, four stripes on the shoulders, a handsome face, the corners of the mouth curled up in a playful arc, when those eyes stared at people, they seemed to be intimidating.

Feng Si, 29 years old, British Chinese.

Lu Jing stared at the photo quietly for a moment, Liu Jie thought he would say something, but in the end he just handed back the tablet, and got up calmly when the ground server came to inform them that they could get on the plane.

Liu Jie looked down at the tablet in his hand, and felt that Lu Jingshen's reaction was a bit strange, but he didn't see anything special about this young captain. To be honest, his looks were exceptional, but his boss probably wouldn't pay attention to this. .

Lu Jingshen walked up the gangway, and the crew was waiting at the cabin door to welcome them.

The old captain and the two stewardesses stood in front, smiling all over their faces. Feng Si stood alone behind them, still wearing a pilot hat. He was tall so he was particularly eye-catching. When he raised his eyes, his black and bright eyes stared straight at Eyeing Lu Jingshen.

Lu Jing nodded deeply to the others, glanced past Feng Si, and walked directly into the cabin.

Feng Si's gaze followed his back, and the corners of his lips gradually curved.

When getting ready for take-off, Feng Si suddenly laughed, and the old pilot next to him teased him casually: "What are you laughing at? Such a happy face, couldn't it be that Lin Ling and the others invited you to get off the plane for dinner?"

He was talking about the two stewardesses, Feng Si slowly turned on the headset and asked him: "Captain Chen, how many years have you been flying with that President Lu?"

The old captain replied casually: "Not long ago, his family heard that there were other private jets. Mr. Lu bought this Bombardier last year. He usually uses it for himself, but he can't fly it a few times a month. I He and Lao Deng, Lin Ling and the others are half-contracted to him, and they fly with him regularly. When he is not flying, he has to take other flight arrangements from the business jet company. Why, you are also interested? It happens that Lao Deng is going to retire early. If you want to behave better, you can go to General Secretary Lu to find out when you get off the plane. By the way, I heard that you have flown planes for those local tyrants in the Middle East before? Don’t they pay higher wages?”

"Yeah," Feng Si said casually, "The annual salary of the full contract is 70, US dollars."

The old captain hissed: "It's really that high? Then why can't you think about it and run back to China?"

Feng Si smiled: "Who knows, maybe I'm bored."

In the cabin, after delivering snacks and drinks to the passengers in the front cabin, the two stewardesses looked at the rear bedroom, hesitating whether to knock on the door.

Liu Jie reminded them: "Boss Lu said he wants to rest and doesn't want to eat, so don't bother him."

Forget it, they went back to the front pantry to make two cups of coffee, and Lin Ling went to deliver the coffee to the cockpit.

When receiving the coffee, Feng Si suddenly asked, "What did Boss Lu eat?"

Lin Ling smiled and blinked: "Captain Feng, do you want to know what the boss likes? I don't seem to be able to tell you?"

Feng Si tilted his head, moved a little closer to her side, sniffed lightly, and said with a smile: "Hermes orange starlight, very sweet, very suitable for you."

Lin Ling blushed slightly, she didn't expect Feng Si to tell her about the style of perfume she used, she gave Feng Si a reproachful look, said "President Lu rested, didn't eat anything", turned and went out of the cockpit .

The old captain was amazed: "That little girl Lin Ling is not so easy to talk to in front of others, you still know how to coax people, but you don't have to bother to ask Mr. Lu likes to do what he likes, Mr. Lu is not happy In this case, it’s better to say it directly, if you succeed, if you don’t succeed, you’ll just find someone else.”

Feng Si drank his coffee slowly, and laughed softly: "How will you know if you don't try hard?"

In the bedroom in the back cabin, Lu Jing leaned on the sofa to read a book, and it took a long time to turn a page without reading anything.

From time to time, the pair of deep black eyes that were staring at him by the cabin door just now floated up in his mind.

A few minutes later, as if giving up on himself, he dropped the book and lay down, with his arms across his eyes, forcing himself to let go of his thoughts.

When the plane was about to land, Lu Jingshen came out of the bedroom, sat down and picked up the tablet to read the documents for a while, but Feng Si's resume jumped out again.

Lu Jing gave a deep finger and pulled it down.

Feng Si entered the British Royal Air Force Academy at the age of 16 to learn to fly. After graduation, he worked in the British Air Force for three years. He chose to retire early at the age of 22. After that, he has been flying business jets and private jets for people for the past seven years, and has been constantly changing jobs. , America, Australia, East Asia, South Asia, and even the Middle East, every time he signs a short-term contract, he changes places every six months and every year, and never stays in one place for a long time.

Lu Jing couldn't help frowning, and Liu Jie who was on the side said: "I heard that his flying skills are good, but he just looks at the uncertainty, and I'm afraid that he will quit after a while, and it will be troublesome to change people at that time, so I don't want to look at it anymore." If it doesn’t work, just hire someone else.”

Lu Jingshen dragged the resume page back to the top, and stared at the photo as before, without making a sound.

The vague sense of strangeness in Liu Jie's heart was even worse, so he wisely didn't ask more questions.

In the end, Lu Jingshen didn't say whether he wanted this person or not.

At 11:30, the plane landed at Shanghai Airport.

After getting off the plane and walking for a while, Lu Jingshen suddenly stopped and said to Liu Jie, "I left something on the plane."

Liu Jie quickly asked what it was, and said to help him go back and get it.

"No need, I'll go by myself. You and the others go out first and wait outside." After dismissing them, Lu Jingshen turned and went back to the plane.

The stewardesses were cleaning up the cabin, and they were a little surprised to see Lu Jingshen came back: "Mr. Lu, did you leave something behind? Do you want us to find it for you?"

Lu Jing asked deeply: "Did you go into the bedroom?"

"Not yet," Lin Ling replied, "When this place is cleaned up, I'll go in and clean it."

"Go in later." After Lu Jingshen gave her instructions, she walked into the bedroom alone.

He left a black leather bracelet on the sofa in the bedroom. He has worn the leather bracelet for seven years, under the pressure of millions of watches. Just wear it.

He took off the hand strap when he was restless just now, but he forgot to put it on again later, and only remembered it when he got off the plane.

"Boss Lu hasn't left yet?"

Feng Si's voice sounded behind him unexpectedly, Lu Jingshen quickly put the bracelet into his trouser pocket, and turned to look at him.

The man leaning against the door had a half-smile, this time he was not wearing a hat, his sideburns were very short, his short hair was neat, and he looked directly at Lu Jingshen with a deep meaning.

Lu Jing moved her eyes deeply, avoiding his sight.

When going out, Feng Si blocked him with one hand.

Lu Jing stopped deeply, Feng Si tilted his head, his gaze fell on his face, and he looked at him almost nakedly.

Handsome but cold as ice, very different from the person in Feng Si's memory.

Only the slightly raised eye ends restrained the sharpness between the brows, showing a hint of reluctance, indicating that he was the person in Feng Si's memory.

Feng Si leaned forward slightly, leaned close to Lu Jingshen, and lowered his voice: "Boss Lu, do you have nothing to say to me?"

Lu Jing took a deep look ahead, the stewardesses were still tidying up the front cabin, their sight was blocked by the partition, so they couldn't see what was going on on their side.

His eyes were calm and his tone was calm: "If you want to apply for a job with me, go talk to my secretary."

Only this sentence.

A sneer fell close to his ear.

"So you can understand Chinese and speak Chinese?"