Flights to Hangzhou City, China Eastern Airlines.

Double Deluxe Suite, Stewardess kneels on the floor to make the bed.

Looking at the standard double bed in front of him and covering his mouth with one hand, his expression was extremely wonderful.

"Why do you look so strange? As early as 2014, China Eastern Airlines had this service, haha." As if thinking of something interesting, Lin Ning said and laughed out loud, "At first, there were two independent seats adjacent to each other, which could be turned into a bed after being placed flat."

"Well, what if the neighbors don't know each other?"

Zhang Min deserves to be a clever little clever person, and a word is just right in Lin Ning's mind.

"All adults are all adults, and they all need them. If you find a way to communicate, you may become a bed."

Lin Ning's voice was quite loud when he spoke, and the flight attendant who had just made the bed could naturally hear it.

"Sir, you're joking. There are partitions between our seats. Only couples can turn into big beds."

Pink scarf, black skirt, red waistband, flesh-colored stockings.

China Eastern Airlines' flight attendant uniforms have never been very distinctive. Even in the first class, the skirt is still pitiful.

Looking at the unknown young lady with a smile on her lips and good figure and good looks in front of her, Lin Ning, who was in a bad mood, licked her teeth and said, "If you don't mention the couple, you are a communication. I'll ask you, what does it have to do with us when we talk?"

"I'm sorry, sir. I'm still busy there. If nothing happens, I'll leave first."

The man's tone was quite aggressive, and he always felt good about himself. Wen Zhiqing, who had just joined the director, smiled gracefully, without any cowardice.

"Don't worry, what punishment should I do if the diamond-level customer complaints are punished."

Lin Ning narrowed his eyes and asked directly with his jaw slightly raised.

"Haha, if there is any offense, I'm sorry, sir, please don't affect my normal work."

Diamond users don’t wear Uniqlo. They looked at the man’s clothes again. Wen Zhiqing smiled slightly, looking like I was very busy.

"Answer me." Lin Ning said.

"The flight attendant left an unprofessional impression on passengers. If the person directly responsible for the complaint is involved, 5-20 points will be deducted. If the diamond customer complains, the responsible flight attendant will be deducted and the full score will be deducted."

Wen Zhiqing, who was smiling and patient, said.

"You are not just unprofessional, but your control over your own appearance is not in place."

Lin Ning, who has been good at observing words and expressions since she was a child, could not see the flight attendant being so frustrated? Before the flight attendant in front of her spoke, Lin Ning continued, "Lin Ning, 130... go check it yourself."

"I'm sorry, sir, you misunderstood."

It should have been realized that Wen Zhiqing's attitude became very fast, and anyone with a discerning eye could see the gap from you to you.

"Are you misunderstood by yourself? Your Supervision Department is not a decoration. You can leave, and I wish you good luck."

After Lin Ning said that, he hugged Zhang Min's slender waist.

"When you go back, wear it in the uniform of a flight attendant. Remember to change it, don't be so conservative."

As if he had forgotten the existence of the flight attendant, Lin Ning had a smirk on his lips, and his voice was neither high nor low.

"Okay, I'm looking for it online now. I remember there are a lot on the Internet."

The person who spoke was Zhang Min. Although he felt a little sympathized with the flight attendant who happened to hit the gun and had a proud look on his face, he was just sympathetic.

"Sir, I..."

Wen Zhiqing, who was unwilling to accept her heart, hadn't finished speaking yet, and a cold male voice was heard in her ear, "Go out."

"I almost went to the aviation school."

After the flight attendant dragged his body and left with grievance, Zhang Min, who withdrew her gaze, sighed.

"So what? What do you want to say?"

Lin Ning smiled playfully and said, leaning on the double bed just laid.

"Everyone says that flight attendants make a lot of money. Now, it's actually quite hard to do it, and not everyone is so gentle and considerate."

"No, there is nothing that doesn't work hard in the service industry. As long as you are a human being, you will have your own emotions." Lin Ning curled his lips and said angrily.

"Hehe, uncle, let's ask you something."

Thinking of the WeChat message my mother sent before, Zhang Min, who was half kneeling beside the bed, changed the topic and continued: "I have a cousin in high school this year. He has good academic performance. Do you have any good recommendations?"

"It depends on employment. Going to college is to find a job. You can make money in which industry you want and rely on in which industry you want."

Lin Ning put on Zhang Min's legs in Balenciaga stockings with one hand, and Lin Ning said without hesitation.

"Annoying, I won't take you like this. What does it mean to go to college just to find a job? Are we ordinary people not allowed to make a lot of money?"

Lin Ning's meaning was simply too straightforward. Zhang Min rolled her eyes in a nice way and said in a sweet voice.

"What's not for finding a job? Colleges don't teach people to make money."

Lin Ning's expression was disdainful when he spoke, and the hand that was placed on Zhang Min's legs was not honest at all.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Min asked back: "You just said that you can make money in which industry you can rely on. Now you say that college does not teach people to make money. Isn't this a contradiction?"

"Where is the conflict? How can you make money if you don't work?"

He raised his hand to change his posture to Zhang Min, who was puzzled. Lin Ning continued, "If the school can really teach people to make a lot of money, will those teachers get such a small salary?"

"Well, is that true?"

Lin Ning’s meaning is not difficult to understand. Zhang Min, who was kneeling beside the bed, bit her lip and always felt something was wrong.

"Let me tell you what the school teaches is determined by people, and what society lacks, then the group of people will determine what they want. When you get your salary, you will think like an employee. When your salary gets higher and higher, the harder it will be to give up. This is the reason why the worker and the soul of working..."

Before Lin Ning could finish speaking, the stockings in his hand made a perfect opening for no reason.

As it turns out, the quality of Balenciaga stockings is not only good-looking, but they are really average.

"Um.."

A coquettish voice seemed to sound the horn of attack.

At a height of 30,000 feet, love flows thousands of miles away.

.....

Hangzhou City, Airport.

There are so many tourists, people coming and going.

When Li Xinyu arrived, Lin Ning's flight had just landed.

As a time management master who dates nine boyfriends at the same time, most people really can't learn how Li Xinyu allocates time.

"Hubin No. 2, 8 bags, Mr. An. Nanshan Club, 4th room, Brother Li..."

Finally, he looked at the hidden files on his phone. Li Xinyu, who was wearing a black short skirt, changed into pairs of Balenciaga style female stockings before getting off the car, and specially changed into pairs of Valentino Mouding style slim heels.

"The first time I saw you dressed so formally."

Kiton's suit, shirt, Lang Danze's leather shoes, Patafil's watches, cufflinks, and Uniqlo's socks.
Chapter completed!