Chapter 147

Since it was the request of the beautiful stewardess, Yang Qiu couldn't refuse, so she had to sit back first. The beautiful stewardess wanted to help but didn't dare to help. Her little hand stretched and stretched several times. Finally, she made a decision. After holding Yang Qiu to sit down, she blushed and hurried away.

Yang Qiu was secretly curious. Why does this beauty blush so much?

The passengers on the plane began to walk down slowly and orderly. At this time, the beautiful stewardess came over with a cup of warm water. It seemed that she was still a little shy when handing the cup.

After more than ten minutes, all the passengers on the plane went down. At this time, two air policemen pushed in a wheelchair, and Yang Qiu immediately cried and laughed:

"Hehe, I just suffered a little internal injury. Don't do this."

The purser smiled and said:

"Sir, thank you for taking this flight. You didn't have a good rest because of our mistakes. On behalf of this flight, I apologize to you. This is the arrangement of the company. It can be regarded as making up for our mistakes. Please don't refuse."

Yang Qiu had no choice but to sit in a wheelchair. An air policeman was about to come and push. Unexpectedly, the beautiful stewardess took the lead:

"I... come on."

A trace of surprise flashed on the purser's face, and then said quietly:

"Slow down."

The beautiful stewardess blushed and nodded. With the cooperation of the two air policemen, she pushed Yang Qiu out of the cabin.

Yang Qiu seemed to notice something and couldn't help laughing.

When Yang Qiu walked into the airport building, he immediately found something wrong. It seemed that the passage he passed was under martial law all the way, and all the policemen were in uniform.

The policemen were five meters each, with a serious face and a little like facing the enemy. There were many security guards outside, holding a walkie talkie and reporting the situation outside in real time.

Is this what happened?

When Yang Qiu was in doubt, a group of policemen came quickly:

"Hello, Yang Shao. I'm from the airport police station. I've been informed by the above and made a special trip to meet you!"

Yang Qiu was stunned and immediately understood. I think it must be Zhu Ruilin's arrangement.

He smiled, nodded to the visitor and said:

"Please."

The middle-aged policeman immediately told the people around him to get out of the way, and then he led the way in front. The two air policemen behind him were replaced by the beautiful stewardess, but no one said anything.

When Yang Qiu left Shanghai, he didn't inform Liu Yunxu and others. Only Ji Qinghe and old man Lin knew. He didn't tell anyone about what happened after his injury. Now only Zhu Ruilin knows his trip.

What's this guy doing in such a big battle?

Yang Qiu doesn't think it's necessary. Zhu Ruilin knows his ability. He doesn't know he's injured. How can the airport police make such a big fuss?

So he was a little confused.

But apart from Zhu Ruilin, who else would do that?

After thinking for a long time, he didn't understand. He simply didn't think about these problems.

Surrounded and escorted by the police all the way out of the airport building, at the exit, a group of ferocious young people in the distance seemed to be looking for something. The middle-aged man on the plane just now stared at the guy in the wheelchair.

He suddenly felt a cold sweat all over him.

When he got off the plane, he saw the martial law police. He thought there were some big people on other flights, so he didn't care. He directly contacted the little brother who picked up the plane and was ready to clean up the sick guy on the plane.

But I didn't expect that these policemen were facing a great enemy entirely to protect that guy.

What the hell is he?

The middle-aged man was frightened and afraid. He didn't dare to stay any longer. He turned to greet his little brother and walked away in dismay.

Here, the middle-aged police and others escorted Yang Qiu all the way to the exit. A black luxury car stopped at the roadside. It was a very low-key Volkswagen Huiteng. After the beautiful stewardess carefully helped Yang Qiu to stand up, the police opened the door long ago.

Yang Qiu got into the car and was driven by a solemn looking middle-aged man. He didn't speak, but the beautiful stewardess got on the car from the other side.

Yang Qiu was a little silly.

The car started quickly. The beautiful stewardess sat beside him with her head down and her face red. She seemed a little nervous.

"Miss, are you...!"

Yang Qiu's brain is a little messy.

Zhuruilin, this bastard, is it a little too considerate?

What's it like to have a girl accompany you in such a big battle?

The beautiful stewardess mumbled a few times and finally whispered:

"I'll take you home for fear that your body won't hold on! And... My name is... Qingning! "

At the end of the day, the voice of the beautiful stewardess was even lower than that of mosquitoes. She lowered her head and dared not lift it up, and her pretty face turned into a piece of red cloth.

A strange expression flashed across Yang Qiu's face. He held it for a long time before he said with a bitter smile:

"Nothing's wrong with me. I'm just a little uncomfortable. Hello, Miss Qingning. My name is Yang Qiu. Nice to meet you."

Qingning's pretty face flashed bursts of excitement, but her face became more ruddy. She lowered her head and dared not lift it up. She whispered:

"Me too... Very happy!"

Yang Qiuxin said what happened to the girl? Isn't it so easy to be shy at first? Why do you blush so easily now?

He looked at her and said gently:

"You come out like this, won't you delay your return?"

Hearing Yang Qiu's question, Qingning seems to relax a little and her voice is louder:

"There are other stewardess on the return flight. I... don't have to go back. The purser arranges that I'll send you home first, and then I can find a hotel for one night and go back tomorrow. The purser says... You're... A big man."

Yang qiuleng waited for a long time. The expression on his face changed for a long time. He smiled bitterly, sighed and said:

"I'm a big man. I don't know what to do with such a big battle, that bastard Zhu Ruilin."

Zhu Ruilin's three words made Qingning flash a smile in her eyes, but she lowered her head and Yang Qiu didn't find it. Moreover, she smiled very vaguely, and her smile flashed away. Yang Qiu couldn't find it.

It seems that these three words of Zhu Ruilin gave Qingning a lot of courage. She slowly raised her head. Although her eyebrows were still drooping and her face was red, her voice was much higher and sounded very good:

"Why are you hurt? Why not go to the hospital? "

Yang Qiu glanced at her, and her eyes seemed to have an inexplicable brilliance, which made Qingning lower her head again.

"Miss Qingning, are you from Beijing or Shanghai?"

Yang Qiu looks at Qingning and a light flashes in her eyes. Qingning doesn't dare to look up and whispers:

"I'm from Beijing."

"Then why are you a stewardess? I don't think your family is short of money. "

Qingning blushed, but sighed:

"I just want to find a job. It's good for a stewardess to fly all over the world."