Landing On My Heart

The stove at the door was rumbling, the hot stone pot burst into flames, and the boiling fragrance permeated the entire narrow storefront.

The waiter walked up to a table with leftover bowls neatly, grabbed a greasy rag and wiped the table quickly.

"What do you two want to eat?"

Ruan Sixian glanced at the menu on the wall, and said, "Sour and hot sixties fans, order more sixties."

The waiter looked at Fu Mingyu again, but his voice was not so crisp, "What about you?"

Fu Mingyu said lightly, "Same as her."

"Okay!" The waiter raised his head and shouted towards the stove, "Two hot and sour sixties!"

Ever since Fu Mingyu walked in, Ruan Sixian could feel that the eyes of the surroundings were gradually focusing on him.

The small shop was noisy and crowded, filled with the smell of fireworks, but Fu Mingyu had a dignified temperament and an indifferent face, which was incompatible with the atmosphere here.

He didn't look like someone who would appear in such a place at all, but he looked like a movie that was playing on the TV in the corner of the store.

Ruan Sixian didn't expect that he really came in.

10 minutes ago, Ruan Sixian, who was caught lying, had a calm expression, but she looked at Fu Mingyu who walked beside her with embarrassment, and heard him ask, "Didn't you eat?"

Ruan Sixian said stiffly, "An extra meal."

Fu Mingyu looked at the environment in the store and asked, "Do you want to change the place?"

Ruan Sixian thought to herself, how can I change after queuing for such a long time, even a Michelin star restaurant can't drag her away from the magic power of sixty-year-old fans, "No, I just want to eat here."

After finishing speaking, she wanted to deliberately ask: "Boss Fu, do you want to eat together?"

How could Fu Mingyu eat something that cost more than ten yuan a bowl.

Besides, the environment here...it can't be said to be very clean anyway.

However, unexpectedly, he nodded, "Well, good."

So he stood quietly beside Ruan Sixian for 10 minutes, waiting for the shopkeeper to call his number, and he walked in together.

Ruan Sixian felt that she had dug a hole for herself again.

Why can't Fu Mingyu eat anything she can eat?

Who is more noble than whom or what?

But when two bowls of steaming [-]-year-old vermicelli were brought up, the fishy smell of [-]-year-old and the sour smell of vinegar were very offensive.

Ruan Sixian saw Fu Mingyu frowned on the opposite side.

Sure enough, I still couldn't speak.

Ruan Sixian directly picked up the small bowl, filled some soup, and took a sip, deliberately showing an expression of feasting.

"It's delicious."

She looked at Fu Mingyu and raised her eyebrows at him, "Boss Fu, move your chopsticks, it's delicious."

She didn't believe that Fu Mingyu would really eat this stuff.

Sure enough, although Fu Mingyu was sitting, he was less than half a meter away from the table. He wiped the spoon with a paper towel, and filled a half bowl of soup like Ruan Sixian did.

But when he picked up the bowl, he still couldn't finish his mouth.

The whole bowl is filled with a smell of inferior spices, but what is the oil floating on it?

He raised his eyes and met Ruan Sixian's sly gaze.

Putting down the bowl, he decided to change the subject.

"In November, the company will start a national tour to recruit pilot students. Do you want to go?"

"What am I going to do?"

"Preach."

Ruan Sixian said "Oh", and picked out a sixty-year-old armor to eat.

"I'm just the co-pilot, the captain should go to the presentation."

"It doesn't matter." Fu Mingyu said, "Having female pilots' lectures will attract more girls to sign up."

Ruan Sixian suddenly raised her head and asked, "Why, do you still want to recruit some female pilots?"

"I've never considered the gender of the pilot." His gaze slowly lingered on Ruan Sixian's face, with a faint smile on his lips, "Of course, if it's a female pilot like you, I don't mind recruiting a few more."

Ruan Sixian chuckled, "If you want to be close to the water, you can get the moon first, Mr. Fu?"

Fu Mingyu didn't speak, and pushed a bottle by the table in front of Ruan Sixian.

"what?"

"You add more vinegar."

?

With such a rich imagination, why not write novels?

Ruan Sixian put the vinegar back in place: "I'm sorry, I've never been jealous, I'll throw up after eating."

Fu Mingyu nodded casually, but still didn't intend to move his chopsticks.

Ruan Sixian looked at him for a few seconds, took out the disinfectant wipes from her bag, wiped a pair of chopsticks carefully, and handed them to Fu Mingyu.

"Boss Fu, eat."

Fu Mingyu took the chopsticks, paused, and said, "I don't eat sixties."

"This is simple, Xiao Ruan is at your service."

Ruan Sixian pulled his bowl over with a smile, and carefully lifted his sixties.

Although he knew that she had bad intentions, Fu Mingyu still smiled when he saw her drooping eyelashes fluttering, sweat dripping from the tip of her nose, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

A few minutes later, all the sixties in Fu Mingyu's bowl went to Ruan Sixian's bowl.

Ruan Sixian pushed the bowl back, looked at him with a smile, "Okay."

Fu Mingyu said "oh", "I don't eat fans either."

"..."

"Fu Ming finds fault with you, right?"

"I vomit when I eat fans."

"good very good."

Ruan Sixian clapped her hands and applauded, "Those who don't know think I'm having dinner with the emperor."

Fu Mingyu didn't move his chopsticks until Ruan Sixian finished eating the sixtieth fans in front of him.

But she went to pay before she put down her chopsticks.

It was 36 yuan in total, and Fu Mingyu gave the boss a piece of [-] yuan.

"keep the change."

"Hey, eat well."

The boss had borrowed money and was smiling, but he thought in his heart that rich people are really good at looking for sex.

Fu Mingyu turned his head and waved to Ruan Sixian.

"gone."

Ruan Sixian was a little nervous, she wiped her mouth slowly before getting up slowly.

At this time, the pedestrian street is still very lively, pedestrians come and go, but their pace is very leisurely.

The colorful neon lights and the loud music complement each other, and there are girls selling goods on the side of the road, slowing down the passage of time.

"How much was it just now?"

Ruan Sixian asked.

"You want to give me money?"

"correct."

"Need not."

Fu Mingyu continued to walk forward.

Ruan Sixian took a step behind and pouted behind him.

The [-]-year-old fans with tens of dollars were told by him that they had invited the whole banquet of Man and Han, but they didn't care about it.

But in the next second, he heard him say with a smile: "You said that I work in a pig farm."

——Then where can I collect your money?

Ruan Sixian held her breath on the spot.

Two seconds later, she still couldn't hold back.

"Fu! Ming! Yu!"

Fu Mingyu turned his head and said calmly: "What's wrong? Didn't you eat enough?"

Ruan Sixian didn't know how she resisted beating Fu Mingyu to death in the street.

Is it conservation?

Is it a tutor?

No, it is the harmonious society ruled by law that limits her.

Ruan Sixian's footsteps were so fast that she almost started to trot, but Fu Mingyu caught up with her easily.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." He grabbed Ruan Sixian's wrist, "Seriously, are you going to the tour? It will start on November 11, and the first stop will be your alma mater."

Ruan Sixian was so angry that she didn't even notice that he said the word "alma mater".

"No! Double Eleven, I just want to take advantage of the discount to buy your life!"

"Oh?"

Fu Mingyu's expression remained calm, but what he said was unbearable, "You want me to give you my life? Too soon."

"..."

[Ruan Sixian]: How can there be such shameless people in the world?

[Ruan Sixian]: Is Nuwa's mother negligent and forgot to pinch his face?

[Ruan Sixian]: Did you accidentally forget to develop a face when the embryo was developing?

Ruan Sixian sent out a series of complaints, and Bian Xuan replied with a yawning emoji.

[Bian Xuan]: Fu Mingyu again?

Ruan Sixian's hand that was typing stopped.

A line of words was just written in the edit box - "Fu Mingyu is simply a fool"

She deleted the line expressionlessly.

[Ruan Sixian]: No, it's a drama-watching, peerless idiot.

[Bian Xuan]: Oh, I thought it was your boss Fu again.

[Ruan Sixian]:?

[Bian Xuan]: Otherwise, who else can make you so angry?

[Ruan Sixian]: You.

[Bian Xuan]: Greeting guests, 886

Four days later, Ruan Sixian's flight time reached the upper limit, and she rested as usual. She asked Si Xiaozhen to go to a small town in the suburbs in advance. Si Xiaozhen was the most active in this kind of thing, and booked a hotel in advance.

However, when Ruan Sixian was preparing things, she received another message from the flight department.

Tomorrow morning regular meeting afternoon training.

OK, live life, you are born to work.

Ruan Sixian resigned to her fate and went to Shihang with her whole body written all over her.

She said hello to the colleagues around her while saying hello.

Before he could close his mouth, the people around him suddenly became quieter.

Ruan Sixian looked over intuitively, and a group of people hurried towards the elevator, led by Fu Mingyu again.

The others seemed to blur in an instant, Ruan Sixian stared at Fu Mingyu, thinking that you must not come here to mess with me, otherwise I really can't guarantee that I will give you face in the company.

Half a minute later, the elevator doors closed, and the surrounding atmosphere relaxed again.

Well, thank you for saving your life today, you know that you have the habit of not squinting?

After arriving at the conference room, the manager of the flight department did not come for a long time.

Ruan Sixian was sitting by the window, holding her temples and doing eye exercises while looking out the window.

This time, he saw Zheng You'an.

Ruan Sixian blinked her eyes and regained consciousness.

How is she here?

Fu Mingyu had the same question as her.

He stood by the window and made a phone call. When he looked away, he caught a glimpse of Zheng Youan standing in the hangar downstairs.

"Why is she here?"

Bai Yang stepped forward and said, "This year the company's [-]th anniversary and the World Air Show have already started preparations. She is the photographer."

This year, the 31th anniversary of World Aviation will coincide with the World Air Show, and the preparations will be unified. In addition, the new ACJ[-] aircraft will be listed. This event is no small matter. The Propaganda Department has divided into special teams to prepare for it from the middle of the year. Fu Mingyu watched it from beginning to end. It wasn't until the finishing touches this month that he relaxed his focus.

That doesn't mean he's indifferent to the rest of his advocacy efforts, however.

Shihang has always had a regular cooperative photography team, and has never submitted unsatisfactory answers for many years, which makes Shihang's annual promotional images very impressive, leading the way in various video exhibitions.

After seeing the last admissions promotional photo, Fu Mingzhi believed that the Propaganda Department already knew that Zheng Youan's style was not suitable for the aviation industry.

But even so, they even took the initiative to change the photography team.

Fu Mingyu squinted his eyes halfway, raised his hand to untie the cuff of his shirt and threw it on the table.

With a "snap", Bai Yang's brows did not frown.

After working with Fu Mingyu for two years, he knew that this was a sign of his extreme anger.

"Call the manager of the propaganda department."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Ruan Sixian, who finished training, came out rubbing her shoulders.

Sitting in the company for a day is really more tiring than sitting in the cockpit for a day.

Several colleagues in the same group asked her to have dinner together in the evening, and she agreed, but before that, she had to go to the bathroom.

The 16th floor is the flight department. Compared with other departments, there are fewer people, and few people care about the bathroom.

Ruan Sixian opened the door and went in while looking at her mobile phone. Before she passed the sink, she heard an extremely angry female voice from a certain cubicle.

"Fu! Ming! Yu! Yes! Sick!!"

who is it? !

who is it? !

Ruan Sixian pricked up her ears, wanting to know who it was!

In Fu Mingyu's territory!

Tell the truth!