[It is very likely that Dongchuan lost hundreds of millions of dollars because of this incident, the passenger flow plummeted, and Nanyun made the biggest profit, obviously he was the one]

[It was just a fluke that there was no accident that time, Mr. Xiao Wu was indeed disregarding his life for the sake of business competition]

[Boycott of the Southern Movement]

[Boycott +1]

Wu Junyuan was about to faint, and after he was busy, he finally succeeded Dongchuan.

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Baoyanlou, the injury on Wen Qiao's head has improved a lot after five days of dressing, and there is no need to put gauze on it.

Although it was winter, it was enough to choke without washing her hair for a few days, so she could only wear a peaked cap and dress in a relatively casual street style.

Standing with Fu Nanli in an iron-gray long coat like this, the age gap is very obvious.

At the first glance of Ji Xianzheng, he couldn't help but say, "Like an uncle and niece." ”

Fu Nanli's face sank instantly.

Ji Xianzheng hurriedly said: "Just kidding, it's serious." ”

He didn't know how nervous his cousin was about the relationship, and a joke was enough to make the person who had always been calm lose his bearings in an instant.

Fu Nanli turned her head to look at Wen Qiao, she was wearing an off-white short down jacket with a hooded sweatshirt inside, black sports pants with white vertical stripes on the side, a pair of dad shoes on her feet, and a pale pink cap on her head.

Without makeup, she showed a little milk.

Like a childish high school student.

Ji Xianzheng walked up to Wen Qiao and said a few words of concern: "Is the wound on his head better?" ”

Wen Qiao leaned on the back of the chair: "Well, it's scabbing, there's no need to change the dressing, the doctor said that it will be wet in two days." ”

"Well, that's good, today's banquet is just to entertain you, and I haven't thanked you solemnly."

Wen Qiao waved his hand: "Don't thank me for your effort." ”

Several people at the table were executives of Dongchuan Aviation Engineering and Ji Xianzheng's secretary Sun Qi, who toasted Wen Qiao one by one, of course, Wen Qiao drank juice.

Only Sun Qi was faint, and he didn't please Wen Qiao like those executives.

Wen Qiao found that the man next to him was not very interested, so he leaned over and whispered, "Haven't you recovered from the previous horror?" Do you want to see a psychiatrist? ”

She knows that most of the survivors of a plane crash are required to receive psychological counseling.

What's more, Fu Nanli is in the cockpit, facing the risk head-on, no matter how strong a person is, his psychological tolerance should be limited.

Fu Nanli held her hand: "It's okay." ”

His biggest moment of horror was to see her bleeding to the ground, the plane collision incident did not leave any shadow in his heart, the past is the past.

At a meal, Ms. Wen heard the airline executives compliment her.

rescued a child on the plane again, and it was Fu Gongzi's girlfriend, they must compliment the little girl.

Wen Qiao was praised by a group of people and couldn't sit still, and Fu Nanli sighed lightly: "Let's eat." ”

After eating, a group of executives surrounded the two eldest young masters and Wen Qiao and walked out together.

Wu Junyuan thinks what kind of evil fate this is.

The last time he met Young Master Ji, he was very happy;

But this time, when he saw Ji Xianzheng, his eyes were dark, it was really not a matter of injustice.

A narrow aisle, where the two sides meet in a narrow way.

Ji Xianzheng put one hand in his pocket, and glanced at the person in front of him with his eyes slightly drooping: "Mr. Xiao Wu." ”

Wu Junyuan gritted his teeth and greeted people with a smile: "Mr. Ji, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Xiao Wu always wants to see me?"

Wu Junyuan's smile was a little stiff: "Everyone walks together, don't look up and look down." ”

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