The flight attendant's face suddenly turned pale, her legs softened, and she knelt down and begged: "President Cheng, please give me a chance and don't complain. I really need this job. Next, I will definitely
I will do my best to serve you. Please.”
Cheng Qingjue didn't expect that his words would frighten her so much, and the anger in his heart was almost gone. He glanced at the other two stewardesses lightly, and they had professional smiles on their indifferent faces.
Like two puppets, and the eyes
The schadenfreude revealed in them betrayed their true thoughts. Service in the VIP cabin is something that flight attendants have to squeeze out of their heads. The more people who are kicked out, the safer they are, because the number of people is certain, and if you want to get in, you must at least be dedicated.
Training for half a year.
Seeing the looks in their eyes, Cheng Qingjue immediately felt irritated and disdainful. He thought of the people around him who were eager to find fault with him and laugh at his jokes. His favorite thing to do was to disappoint these people.
.
So he immediately put on a smiling face and said to the flight attendant who was kneeling on the ground: "I'm sorry, miss. I was in a bad mood just now and I spoke too harshly. I apologize to you. Get up quickly. I'm not a landlord in the old society.
Why are you still kneeling?"
His words not only confused the stewardess with tears on her face, but also baffled the two stewardesses standing next to him. This person was too moody. The drama was about to start, but the script was suddenly changed.
Cheng Qingjue understood what everyone was thinking, and turned to the other two people and said, "You guys go out first, I want to have a quiet rest alone."
When the two flight attendants heard this, they immediately bowed and left one after another.
Cheng Qingjue looked at the flight attendant who was still kneeling on the ground beside him and didn't dare to get up. He sighed, stretched out his hand to help her up, and said, "I really won't complain to you. Please get up quickly."
The stewardess thanked Cheng Qingjue gently and helped him carefully adjust his seat. She was about to exit when she was stopped by Cheng Qingjue.
"Don't leave yet. If you have nothing else to do, can you talk to me?"
"Of course, President Cheng, my job is to serve you."
Cheng Qingjue gestured for her to sit on the small sofa next to him. In fact, he didn't know what to say to her, but he suddenly wanted to find someone to talk to. Maybe it was because he was too depressed at ordinary times, and there were almost no people around him with whom he could talk.
, which made him feel deeply lonely. His intuition told him that this flight attendant had a similar experience, so he wanted to chat with her.
But he didn't know where to start. He couldn't just say: "Are you being bullied by your colleagues? Do you want me to help you?" That would definitely get a negative answer, and it would be too funny.
So he took a closer look at the stewardess's nameplate and said, "Your surname is Gu Liang? This is a very old and rare surname."
"Yes, my father is Taiwanese, and this surname is indeed rare nowadays."
"I haven't seen you before. I often take this flight. Where is Li Minyi?"
"It's my first day to work in the VIP cabin, so... Sister Minyi is on annual leave during this period."
"It doesn't matter, everyone gets better slowly. I look very fierce, but I'm actually quite easy to get along with. Even if we don't get to know each other, we will be friends from now on, how about that?"
"How is this possible? I am just a flight attendant serving you. How can I be your friend? If you need anything, just ask me."
"What I need is that you be my friend, chat with me, and tell the truth."
