[it's very likely that Dongchuan lost hundreds of millions because of this, the passenger flow dropped sharply, and the South transportation company made the biggest profit, obviously it was him]
[no accident was just a fluke. Mr. Wu really wasted his life for the sake of commercial competition]
[boycott of the South transportation]
[boycott of the South transportation + 1]
Wu Junyuan was very angry. After he was busy, he finally succeeded in Dongchuan.
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baoyanlou, the wound on Wen Qiao's head has been much better after five days of dressing change, so there is no need to stick gauze.
Although it's winter, it's hard not to wash her hair for a few days. She can only wear a cap, which is more casual and street style.
In this way, standing together with Fu Nanli, who is wearing a long iron gray coat, the sense of age difference is very obvious.
Ji Xianzheng saw the first eye, can not help but said: "like uncle and niece."
Fu Nanli's face suddenly sank.
Ji Xianzheng even busy way: "joking, still seriously ah."
He doesn't know how nervous his cousin is about this relationship. A joke is enough to make a calm person lose his square inch.
Fu Nanli turned to look at Wenqiao. She was wearing a short Beige down jacket with a hooded sweater inside. Her lower body was wearing black sports pants with white vertical stripes on the side. On her feet was a pair of father's shoes and a light pink cap.
Without make-up, she showed a bit of milk.
Like a childish high school student.
Ji Xianzheng went to Wenqiao, concerned about a few words: "head wound better?"
Wenqiao held the back of the chair: "well, it's scabby. There's no need to change the dressing. The doctor said that you can get water in two days."
"Well, that's good. Today's banquet is for you. I haven't solemnly thank you."
Wenqiao waved his hand. "Don't thank me for raising your hand."
Sun Qi, a senior executive of Dongchuan aviation engineering group and Ji Xianzheng's secretary, presented Wen Qiao with wine one by one. Of course, Wenqiao drank juice.
Only sun Qi light, did not like those executives like to please Wenqiao.
Wenqiao found that the man around him was not very interested. He approached him and whispered, "haven't you recovered from the previous fright? Do you want to see a shrink? "
She knows that survivors of air crash generally need psychological counseling.
What's more, they are in the cockpit, facing the coming of risks. Even more powerful people, their psychological tolerance should be limited.
Fu Nanli took her hand: "it's OK."
His biggest startling moment was to see her bleeding on the ground. The plane collision incident did not leave any shadow in his heart. The past is the past.
A meal, Wenqiao heard the airline executives compliment her.
They saved a child on the plane again. He was also the girlfriend of Fu Da Zi. They must pay a good compliment to the little girl.
Wenqiao was praised by a group of people to sit uneasy, Fu Nanli light tut: "all eat."
After dinner, a group of executives surrounded two young masters and Wenqiao to go out together.
Wu Junyuan thinks it's a bad fate.
Last time, he was very happy when he met with Mr. Ji.
but this time, he saw Ji Xianzheng, but he was in the dark. Is it true that his enemies don't get together.
In the narrow corridor, the two sides meet in a narrow way.
Ji Xianzheng single hand pocket, eyes slightly droop to see a person in front of: "Xiao Wu general manager."
Wu Junyuan bit his teeth and met with a smile: "general manager Ji, long time no see."
"Xiao Wu always wants to see me?"
Wu Junyuan's smile was a little stiff: "we all walk together. We can't see you when we look up, but we can't see when we bow down."