Chapter 5: Eyelid Fluttering

In the next week, there was no wind or waves, and Fu Min estimated that he was very angry and did not contact again.

Jiang Qiyan enjoyed her boyfriend's feeding every day, and her foot injury gradually healed, so she spent her vacation at home.

The first flight of the resumption of flight was to Yanjing, she got up before dawn, and met Zhang Mei when she packed up and went out.

Under the dim hallway lamp, a woman with white hair on top of her head leaned against her door, wearing heavy makeup, with cigarette butts all over her feet.

"Why are you here, didn't the money call you?"

Zhang Mei coughed a few times, grinned red lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Did you listen to what I said?" ”

Jiang Qiyan turned over the blacklist and handed it to her.

Zhang Mei turned around and left.

Jiang Qiyan looked at her back, the woman was no longer young, her back was slightly stiff, and she couldn't help but speak: "Smoke less." ”

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The weather is good today, and there are no special circumstances, but Jiang Qiyan always feels his eyelids flutter when he greets passengers in front of the cabin door.

All the uneasiness was explained when she looked up and saw Zhang Fan's smiling face.

As Fu Min's assistant, he would not leave Hangzhou alone at this time.

There is a saying that the more you are afraid of something, the more you will come.

Sure enough, in the next second, Fu Min passed in front of her wearing sunglasses, and Jiang Qiyan almost didn't maintain a professional smile on his face.

There are always all kinds of people to meet during the voyage.

This time, it was an inexperienced junior who flew with Jiang Qiyan.

After a while, he was scolded by the vexatious passengers and sobbed lowly.

Jiang Qiyan walked over and protected the little girl behind him, raised a professional smile, and said in a good voice: "Sir, it's our problem, you calm down first." ”

The man has a big belly and is unbearable: "Aren't you just waiters, what kind of elegance are you pretending, Lao Tzu wants your number when he sees you, he really thinks he is a chaste martyr!" ”

Jiang Qiyan resisted the urge to gag, and his face remained unchanged: "Sir, the working hours are not very convenient, you sit down first and pay attention to safety." ”

The man wanted to speak again, but when he saw someone coming in front of him, he immediately changed his smiling face: "Mr. Zhang, you are also on this flight, what a coincidence." ”

Zhang Fan has been by Fu Min's side for many years, and he has been contaminated with a few percent of coercion, and his eyes under the glasses are a little cold: "Mr. Kong should pay attention to safety, don't be too noisy on the plane." ”

"That's what you said."

Kong Jianshe had seen Zhang Fan at a previous drinking party and knew that this person was the right-hand man of the Fu family, so he obediently sat down in his position.

Zhang Fan nodded to Jiang Qiyan without a trace and left.

Jiang Qiyan sighed secretly, she would rather be complained about than accept this person's kindness.

After landing, the first-class passengers got off the plane first, and Jiang Qiyan didn't see the two again.

She hadn't come to Yanjing for a long time, and after going to the hotel to give Zhao Yanning the news of her safe arrival, she went out alone.

People who come to travel like to go to the south lane of the old city, which is lively and noisy.

But Jiang Qiyan doesn't like it, she loves the quiet North Alley, especially the dark bar hidden in the residential house.

Just the right lighting, with elegant jazz sounds, the atmosphere is charming, and the body is sunk into the leather sofa to enjoy the bizarre, and the slightly drunk people are coldly watched.

Tomorrow she had to fly back, she only ordered a non-alcoholic drink, took a sip to satisfy her hunger, her eyes narrowed slightly, like a well-fed cat.

Jiang Qiyan wore a red sundress today, the close-fitting fabric highlighted her delicate figure, and her black hair was scattered at will, lining her neck more and more snow-white.

The lone woman in the bar is always particularly eye-catching, not to mention that the woman has such an outstanding appearance.

There were eyes around her frequently, and finally someone couldn't hold it back, and stepped forward to probe: "Let's have a drink together?" ”

A figure stood in front of Jiang Qiyan: "She only drinks with me." ”