Bei Haiyang did not break his promise, and the return operation was clean and flawless, leaving Wang Dapao unable to find any faults.
In terms of ability alone, Bei Haiyang has already reached the level of a captain for short and medium distances; but in the aviation industry, seniority is an unavoidable hurdle. Flight time and age are all hard indicators for measuring a pilot. There is no such thing as teenage fame here.
One word.
Because only time can temper pilots from countless emergencies; the emergencies mentioned here do not refer to air crashes, but all kinds of trivial, accidental, instrument, bizarre little problems, driving time
After a while, you will truly realize the risks that are everywhere during flying.
Therefore, even if you start flying at a very young age, due to the strict control of pilot flying time by airlines, you will not be able to serve as the captain of a certain flight until you are thirty years old at the earliest. This is a matter of experience, adaptability and horizons.
The profession is not a quick one, and is different from that of a military aircraft pilot.
A good flight safety record is key.
The flight attendants started to instigate a party again, but Bei Haiyang politely refused. How could he be in the mood to relax now?
I hurriedly walked through the terminal and met a semi-familiar face at the elevator entrance, Hu Minghua, the internal security officer of the airport management office. They met when they were catching civet cats. The nature of their work was different, and they didn’t have many opportunities to meet. Today was the third time they met.
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"Minghua, what are you busy with?" Bei Haiyang took the initiative.
Hu Minghua smiled and said, "There is a dispute between passengers. Let's deal with it now. How is your cat?"
Bei Haiyang smiled bitterly, "Thirty thousand yuan! Just to satisfy my hypocritical love! I even suspected that I was tired that night?"
Hu Minghua chuckled, "Huh? Haiyang, you adopted it yourself?"
Bei Haiyang had to be convinced. Different majors had different abilities. This guy's eyesight was truly amazing.
"Why do you say that?"
Hu Minghua stretched out his hand, pinched the collar of Bei Haiyang's underwear, and then spread it out, revealing a few yellow hairs.
"You can tell if you're a cat slave by looking at your clothes! Old cat slaves will have cat hair on their coats, but newbies will get it on their underwear."
Bei Haiyang rubbed his collar depressedly, "To tell you the truth, I just picked him up at noon yesterday, and he hadn't even found a home yet, so he had a collar of cat hair this night. What will happen next?
Minghua, do you veterans have any tricks that can completely solve the cat hair problem?"
Hu Minghua simply shook his head, "This is an unsolvable problem! Every village has its own clever tips, but one prerequisite is to clean it every day. If you are too lazy to move, then don't blame the cat hair flying all over the house!
Vacuum cleaner, lint roller, wet towel... Do you have carpets in your home? If so, I suggest you remove them!"
Bei Haiyang was very dissatisfied, "Isn't there a proactive way? I think these methods of yours are just for wiping your butt afterwards..."
Hu Minghua thought for a while, "There are three moves!
First of all, proper supplementation of lecithin during the shedding season will help strengthen and moisturize the hair.
Secondly, instead of waiting for it to fall off, it is better to brush it actively! Brush the hair regularly every day, so that the amount of it falling on the bed and sofa will be much less!”
Bei Haiyang nodded, "It seems to make sense... What about the third one?"
Hu Minghua chuckled, "The third point is to enhance your immunity to cat hair! If one day you practice to the point where you can grow cat hair without getting stained, and you can brush the fluff without being surprised, then it will be like passing cat hair.
, what else do you care about?"
Bei Haiyang was speechless!
Turning to leave, he remembered something again. He could have asked the two women at the pet hospital, experts in this field, but he didn't want these two women to laugh.
"Well, apart from cat food and canned cat food, what else can cats eat... um, snacks?"
Hu Minghua said with a smile: "For novices, it's best not to give your cat too many snacks, as this can easily lead to problems, and you don't know what it likes. Freeze-dried cats, dried fish, and ham are all fine. Pay attention to the quality. Also, don’t overfeed. If it affects normal eating, then you are overfeeding!”
... When Bei Haiyang came out of the supermarket, he never thought that he would be able to take the initiative to buy snacks for Mao Mi! Things were getting more and more out of control, and they were sliding in a direction he could not predict.
But with his character, he doesn't want to rudely end a little life to solve his troubles. If so, what's the difference between him and Demon Li? And if the raccoon cat is really not around, his nightmare problem will definitely disappear. Will it be solved? He couldn't guarantee it.
The best way is to quickly win over Caihua. He can't lose face to people, but if it's a cat, what's wrong with losing face?
Carrying large and small bags upstairs, he still looked around a little, for fear that the neighbors would see him. It would be a bit embarrassing for a grown man to raise a cat.
In his mind, cat owners should be the kind of old women who are destined to be lonely and widowed all their lives. They walk silently, cover their heads, and keep thick curtains drawn no matter day or night...
The door was indeed unlocked, and it seemed like nothing happened?
There is no show-off scene that pet owners love to show off. The puppy grabs the slippers and the cat comes and rubs against it. It seems as deserted as before...it's all a lie!
Because I already had expectations in my mind, I went to Mr. Bei's room and took a look. There was no cat, nor was it the messy scene I imagined.
The living room and his own bedroom were still the same, and from what he could see, there was no sign of any cat-squinting activity.
Isn't it lost?
When he brought Mr. Bei back from the pet hospital, he had taken the initiative to create countless opportunities like this, but the civet cat did not move. Now that he had planned to keep the cat for a while, he did not expect that the reality would be such a slap in the face?
The windows are closed properly, but the door is unlocked. Could it be that some naughty kid opened the door... Most of the people in this building are old people, and there are as many grandchildren as dogs. If the naughty kid can't control it, anything can happen.
Bei Haiyang was a little annoyed, "Meow, meow... Second Master, Second Master, where did you die?"
I went into the bathroom and took a look, but there was no movement. I suddenly turned around... In front of the cat's food bowl, Mr. Bei put his paw on the cat's food bowl with an impatient look on his face!
Bei Haiyang breathed a sigh of relief. He had only felt this kind of relief before when the plane had a minor malfunction and landed successfully, but now it happened to a cat!
Has his mentality become so weak?
It is indeed a bit late to get off work today. How to feed the cat at a fixed and rationed time in the future is indeed a problem. After pouring the canned cat food and devouring it while Mr. Bei is there, Bei Haiyang closes the bedroom door, turns on the computer, and clicks on the camera!
How could he be in the same room with a strange cat so easily? Of course there is a way! In this era of prosperous technology, it is not very difficult to monitor one's own bedroom; if he hadn't left too early in the morning, In a hurry, he didn't even have time to turn on the computer, and he could even retrieve the footage from last night on his mobile phone!