"What does this have to do with whether I want it or not?" Meng Xun was already controlling the helicopter to descend and preparing to land safely. The sound of the helicopter propeller drowned out many of the voices.

Just a second before they landed safely, the air only caught Jiang Tingye's last note.

He said—

"Because you believe, I believe."

After all, if even a little fool thinks it is romantic, then it must be very romantic.

…

When leaving the helicopter, Jiang Tingye heard Meng Xun's mobile phone vibrating.

His hearing is particularly acute: "Your phone is ringing. ”

Meng Xun took off his gloves and took out his mobile phone.

Jiang Tingye next to him swept casually, and saw the three clear words 'Zhuo Zhaoyu' on the screen.

Meng Xun was just about to operate the mobile phone, but the mobile phone changed hands.

She looked at the man who snatched her mobile phone, only to see Jiang Tingye slowly refuse Zhuo Zhaoyu's phone call, and put it in his pocket: "I forgot to say that the staff around me can't answer the phone during working hours." ”

The next moment, Meng Xun moved his gaze to Bai Lin, who was answering the work call behind them.

Bai Lin: "......"

Regardless of whether the boss on the other side finished speaking, he hung up the call very decisively, so he calmly said nonsense: "I will advise you on legal matters." ”

Meng Xun raised his eyebrows: "Oh." ”

I don't know if I believe Bai Lin's explanation with that expression.

Bai Lin then quietly muttered to Jiang Tingye, as if to say: Can you inform me in advance next time? Caught me off guard!

-

Haisu City is indeed a romantic city, and it is also one of the four first-tier cities.

In addition to Haisu City, the remaining three first-tier cities are Pingsonggang, Nianzhou City, and Jingdu.

As the only place in the four first-tier cities with a large sea area, the climate here in Haisu City is relatively humid, which is suitable for breeding plants that love humid temperatures.

The most iconic plant in Haisu City is the safflower bell tree, as the big brother of urban greening, when it blooms, it seems that the world is covered with rows of purple and pink petals, and the sea breeze spreads from a long distance, blowing them to the side of the lover.

At this point, Haisu City is considered a romantic city, and all men and women who love each other deeply come here once.

However, it is a pity that the flowering period of the bell trees has long passed, and Meng Xun has not had the opportunity to witness their demeanor.

"Want to see a wind bell tree?"

Jiang Tingye noticed her move of looking around.

Meng Xun took the gloves of piloting the helicopter and followed him to the outside of the tarmac, "No regrets." ”

But she didn't witness such a spectacular scene, and she was indeed a little disappointed, but it didn't hurt, after all, she came to work, not to enjoy the flowers.

The two sat in a car, Meng Xun was a little strange how she could follow her boss in a car, the key was that she habitually looked at the license plate number before getting into the car.

The license plate number turned out to be sea A·80000.

I don't know why, Jiang Tingye always looks like a roundworm, and when he put on the flat mirror to look at some information, he said: "There are my cars in first-tier cities, and the license plate numbers are the same." ”

Meng Xun suppressed the surprise and shock in his heart, and nodded in applause: "It's amazing." ”

In fact, she was pondering in her heart.

Does an ordinary executive have such pomp and ability?

I only heard Jiang Tingye speak again: "If one day in the future, you encounter any difficulties in these four cities, anyone who can find someone who drives this car and mention your name, they will help you." ”

"Why?"

Meng Xun has watched idol dramas, doesn't he always mention the name of the car owner under normal circumstances?

Jiang Tingye is not a roundworm, but he can guess her thoughts through the eyes of this stupid woman, "There are too many people who know my name, if I mention them all, I can simply open a charity company." ”

"Do you remember?"

Meng Xun nodded: "Remember." ”

…

The convoy arrived in front of an upscale hospitality building.

There were already people waiting there in advance, and as soon as Jiang Tingye got out of the car, they called Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang, and that humble appearance almost made Meng Xun think that Jiang Tingye was actually an emperor.

Follow in.

"Come here." Jiang Tingye looked at Meng Xun in the elevator who was not ready to follow up.

Meng Xun was actually very confused.

She's not stupid at all, and she's not slow to react.

It's just that she's driving a helicopter now, and it's not an exaggeration to say that she is the driver, so why should she follow him anytime and anywhere?

But under the pressure of the leader's eyes, Meng Xun followed in the end, and she was the last to enter the elevator and could only stand in front of Jiang Tingye.

Jiang Tingye in the back looked down, and saw the top of the woman's hair, the distance between the two was very close, so close that the few who received Jiang Tingye wondered in their hearts what the identity of this woman was.

Do they need to take it seriously?

The distance of more than a dozen floors, the leader of the reception team decided.

No matter what the identity of the woman in the helicopter pilot is, just Chong Jiang personally called her into the elevator, and they have to treat her well!

So......

When Jiang Tingye entered a specific place for a meeting, Meng Xun, who was sitting in the reception room next door, enjoyed the extremely thoughtful service of a group of people.

It was food and drink again, and in the end, even professional massage people came.

She hurriedly got up: "You don't have to be so polite, I'll just wait for the end of the General Jiang meeting, and you can go and get busy, thank you." ”

In the face of such kindness to women, those service staff breathed a sigh of relief.

If only they hadn't offended this nobleman!

If it really has something to do with Mr. Jiang, then this is the girlfriend of the No. 1 domestic civil aviation boss!

In civil aviation, it can be called the existence of the queen's mother!

How dare they slacken?

…

Inside the conference room.

Bai Lin was in charge of most of the conversation and negotiation, and Jiang Tingye next to him was more like a person who came to observe, but when he encountered something wrong, he would still raise his head to remind him.

The phone in the pocket of the suit vibrated non-stop.

Jiang Tingye had already hung up the phone three times in half an hour.

This one is called Zhuo Zhaoyu, is he so endurant?

When the other side called for the fourth time, Jiang Tingye answered, and pressed something before waiting for the voice on the other side, but he didn't speak.

I only heard that Zhuo Zhaoyu on the other side was very anxious, and blurted out complaining and blaming: "Meng Xun, why didn't you answer so many calls I made to you?" My mom is sick and just went for a check-up this morning, and the doctor said that she needs to take care of it for a while. I'm in another city now, and I can't rush back, so you can take care of my mother. ”

This is the tone of the notice, even Jiang Tingye, a big man, can hear it, and the other party is still commanding, and the attitude of asking for help is not good.

At this time, in the conference room, everyone watched as the man in the lead stood up, gestured to them to suspend the meeting, and walked out.

The door to the conference room closes.

Jiang Tingye sat in the chair in the corridor, holding his mobile phone between his shoulders and lighting a cigarette with his other hand.

Zhuo Zhaoyu, who was on the other side, clearly heard the sound of zippo opening the lid, and his heart sighed inexplicably.

Meng Xun is a non-smoker.

Waiting for the smoke to spit out, Jiang Tingye opened his mouth: "Who are you calling?" ”

When Zhuo Zhaoyu heard this male voice, the possessiveness and anger in his heart instantly squeezed out his reason, and his voice asked, "Who are you?" What about Meng Xun? ”