the years when i was in heaven

The headquarters building of G Airlines is located in the center of the city where every inch of land is very expensive. You can see handsome men and women in uniforms pulling flight boxes everywhere.

Industry insiders call this the 24-hour non-stop live broadcast of the civil aviation industry "Oscar".

The elevator doors opened, and it was filled with crews about to fly to various parts of the world.Even so, they still squeezed out a circle in the middle for those who walked in.

A certain Xiaofei quietly tugged on the sleeve of the person who came in, and whispered, "Brother Ming, are you awake?"

Mingli shook one leg, and slapped his slippers on the ground frantically.The elevator quickly reached the twelfth floor, and he put his hands in the pockets of his flowery pants and dangled out.

Fearless.

Xiaofei didn't give up, and raised the volume: "Brother Ming, what are you going to do?"

The person in the elevator looked at his back.

Without looking back, Mingli took off his sunglasses, and there were thick dark circles under his beautiful eyes, "Bloodwash the dispatching room."

The entire [-]th floor is the dispatching room, which is divided into three major office areas, which are responsible for the daily scheduling of pilots, flight attendants, and safety officers, and the adjustment of abnormal flight changes.

According to the original plan, Mingli could enjoy an authentic American breakfast and catch up on jet lag.

As a result, as soon as he landed in New York, he was notified to buy a ticket to return home immediately, and the company reimbursed him. He didn't even leave the airport and went back home.After getting on the plane and changing into casual clothes in the bathroom, he decided to come to seek an explanation no matter what.

Whenever the dispatcher notifies him that there is a change in the temporary flight, thousands of co-pilots in the company seem to disappear out of thin air, missing mysteriously, and he is the only one left to fly.

Mingli entered the door and went straight to the dispatching seat of his own flight. Before he came, he had already made up countless head-to-head confrontations, and was going to teach them a bloody lesson.

As a result, in the middle of the walk, Mingli's eyes, which were death-defying, suddenly widened, and he slammed on the brakes, and the slippers frowned smoothly to his ankles.

Mingli: "..."

Far away, the dispatcher was staring at the computer screen intently, his back tensed.Standing next to him was a tall man with a flying box standing at his feet, and the waxy four stripes on his cuffs were extremely eye-catching.

The man put one hand on his waist and propped the other on the table, covering the weak and helpless dispatcher in the shadows.The man straightened up, looked down at the screen and turned to Mingli.

Mingli: "..."

Dressed up to attend acquaintances do not see, unkempt and always meet acquaintances.

above.

The dispatch guy seemed to see his old father who had been away for ten years. He looked at Mingli with bright eyes, ignoring the "exotic clothes" on him, tapped the keyboard with ten fingers at the speed of light, and said, "Brother Ming, you came just in time. I plan to give you five days later." To fly a charter flight."

However, Brother Ming didn't appreciate it, and said with a sneer, "You want me to come back just to fly the chartered plane?"

"I don't think so, brother Ming. The leader thinks highly of you. He personally asked you to fly by name. I transferred you back because of the department leader's intention."

Mingli also laughed.

Just as he was about to go back, the dispatcher continued, "It just so happens that this is the captain who was flying together. I don't know if you have ever flown."

Mingli couldn't laugh for a moment.

"No." The man opened his mouth in a simple and clear manner. He saw his toes from the top of Mingli's head, his eyes stayed on the slippers that reached his ankles, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Come to the company for a vacation?"

The man pulled the suitcase past Mingli, looked down, and tilted his head slightly, "If you and I are in this state on the next flight, just roll down with the suitcase."

Mingli: "..."

At night, the CBD business district.

"Huh? Did you meet Qiu Hai? Our first brother from Feiyuan?"

"Brother Feiyuan?" Mingli was startled, raised his knife and fork, and protested, "I think he spewed poison from his mouth, and he has no one in his eyes."

As usual, the University Iron Triangle gathered at the old place.

"You know what he said about me." Ming Li imitated Qiu Hai's tone during the day and said it again, chewed two mouthfuls of noodles, frowned and looked at what he just ate, and said, "What's in it."

"Yogurt and coriander." The owner of the restaurant, Mr. Zhou Zhou, held up the spatula and said proudly: "How about it? The dishes developed by the boss himself are comparable to Michelin."

"..."

The gnocchi stuck in the throat is neither down nor down, and I feel sorry for Uncle Zhou for three seconds.

"How is our school grass now? Is it still a tender green grass? Or is it a wasteland?" On weekends, he sprinkled coriander on his own, and the spaghetti was green all over.

"According to the speed of gossip within the company, there is an affair with a different flight attendant about every half a month. This is what we know in the company, and we don't know how much we don't know." Ming Li said.

"If you are rich and beautiful, this kind of person should let everyone get in the rain and dew, and there is nothing wrong with it." Weekend sighed while wiping the goblet.

Mingli rolled his big eyes.

Weekend said: "I know you have a grudge against him, who doesn't have a crush goddess in college. But there is no way, who makes Qiu Hai a school-level male god."

"Wrong, big mistake!" Zhuang Su'an, who had just finished writing, sat down with a pot of iron pot stewing in his arms, and helped his heavy glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Our Mingli is a man who was admitted to the Film Academy and abandoned art to learn to fly. , it was a sensation when I first entered the school."

"Then why didn't the goddess take a fancy to him?" Zhou Zhou wondered.

"It's very simple. The technique is not good, and the technique is not in place." Zhuang Su'an grabbed the air with both paws.

Mingli: "..."

"Character, appearance, figure, and temperament are all on the line." Zhuang Su'an said firmly: "But in terms of that alone, Qiu Hai dumped you eighteen blocks, admit it or not."

Mingli: "..."

Zhuang Su'an sighed heavily, "I hate myself. If I had picked up the little pen of wisdom earlier, my good brother would not have been single in his prime!"

Mingli: "..."

"Come on, Ah Ming, take it." Zhuang Su'an put the USB flash drive in Mingli's hand, and said affectionately: "Read, read carefully. When you finish reading this 860-character novel, You are the second Qiu Hai. No, Qiu Hai will call you Dad!"

Mingli let out a sigh of relief for a long time, how could he play well with these two bastards in school?

In the four years since he entered the company, Mingli has never met Qiu Hai, but this name appears frequently in his life, ranging from the gossip passed on by everyone to the promotion announcement issued by the company.

He can recall all kinds of times spent in school from it.

In fact, the time he really had contact with Qiu Hai was only half a year in school, but he was able to survive the next many years with that only half a year.Hit the south wall until your head is bleeding, and you have to keep hitting the south, for fear that there is no wall to hit, and you will die in idleness.

The control room broke up badly, he didn't sleep well all day and night, Mingli was a little weak, and his body was lying at home.

"Why don't you take a leave of absence." Mr. Zhou came to visit with delicacies from mountains and seas. "It's just a chartered flight. They are all trained after rigorous training. Whoever flies is not flying. The leaders of your company are really, tsk tsk tsk."

Sickly Mingli: "I want to take a picture, send someone handsome and decent."

weekend:"……"

Zhuang Su'an unceremoniously ate delicacies from mountains and seas, and said, "I think he has obsession."

"The obsession with making money while sick?" Weekend was speechless, "Airline doctors won't let you fly if you're too sick."

Ming Li threw off the quilt and got out of bed, "Where's my dumbbell?"

"You don't have dumbbells at home." Zhuang Su'an ruthlessly opened it up, and said curiously: "Didn't you complain about temporarily transferring you back from New York before, why do you want to fly again now? Brother Mingli, what changed you?"

Mingli was silent for a while, put on his coat and went outside.

"Where are you going?" Two confused heads poked out from left to right.

Mingli: "Buy dumbbells."

Headache night tossing and turning.

Mingli often took sick leave in college because of a bad stomach.When he was sleepy, he touched his forehead with one hand, and he knew that Qiu Hai was coming.

Qiu Hai's thumb brushed across his lips to prevent him from speaking, and just quietly accompanied him.

"Senior..."

In the dream, Mingli pulled the corner of the quilt and curled up.

Five days later, the charter mission arrived as scheduled.

The flight is scheduled to take off at night, fly to the local area overnight, and fly back the next night.

Mingli arrived at the company very early.

He admitted that he was in a bad state that day, which made Qiu Hai feel uncomfortable with his overall professional ability.

But men can't say no!

Today he was going to shock the defiant captain with his fierce flying skills, making him hate his behavior that day was simply humiliating himself.

After receiving all kinds of flight information, Mingli pushed open the door of the preparation room.

Sure enough, no one came.

He divided the materials, and before his butt was warmed up, there was the sound of the door opening behind him.The unique sound of leather shoes and trolley case moved from far to near. At that moment, he was actually a little nervous.

Qiu Hai put his uniform coat on his left arm, pulled the chair at the end of the long table with his right hand and sat down with a calm expression.

Ming Li had never seen anyone who could wear this uniform so perfectly, except himself.

"captain."

Qiu Hai nodded slightly, "The second officer hasn't come yet?"

"I'll make a phone call."

"No, there are still four and ten minutes."

So much so that as the youngest in the cockpit, when the second brother, who thought he had come early, opened the door and came in, he saw the captain and the first officer sitting there. The whole person is bad.

On the crew car, the second brother was tense.Ming Li, who was sitting next to him, felt like a balloon was sitting next to him, and it could collapse and explode on the spot with a little prick.

"Don't be nervous." Mingli patted him quietly.

"The captain arrived too early. I used to fly with the captain, and he always got stuck." The second officer wanted to cry without tears, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Brother Ming, do I have a cold?"

Mingli is famous in the company's flying circle for his good business and good temper.The second officer likes to be close to him, he can be called the "white moonlight" in the circle of second officers.

This industry has a strict and perverted hierarchy, and the captain has absolute management and command over the aircraft and the crew on duty.

Although the second officer was not late, it was like the big boss of the group had a meeting. The big bosses had all sat down and the younger ones hadn't arrived yet.

Qiu Hai sat in the first row of the crew car, looking sideways at the passing planes one after another outside the window.

"No." Ming Li glanced at Qiu Hai, and said, "He's fine, there's nothing wrong with him."

"Brother Ming, have you ever flown with the captain before?"

"……No."

"Then why do you know it's okay?"

Mingli looked at the second younger brother who looked confused. This younger brother might have just graduated from school, and usually young people who have just graduated always have "one hundred thousand whys" on them.

Mingli: "There are so many whys."

The crew car went around and stopped at a remote stand.

Qiu Hai put on the reflective vest, picked up the flashlight and walked under the plane.

In principle, the inspection of the aircraft is done by the second officer. If the captain goes into battle in person, the second officer is responsible for carrying the captain's flight case. This is an unwritten rule.

But the second brother naturally passed by Qiu Hai's box.

Ming Li sighed, young people who just graduated today...

Just as he was about to carry Qiu Hai's suitcase, the second officer turned around and raised "Erkang's Hand".

"Brother Ming, don't leave the captain's box."

Mingli: "?"

"I flew with the captain before, and he didn't like others touching his things. I lifted the box up for him, and he got angry."

Mingli: "..."

He took back the sentence that "Chou Hai people still do little things".

For Qiu Hai, if you give him a textbook, he will be a young professor at the university; if you give him a folder, he will be an executive of a foreign company; if you give him a glass of wine, he will be a bosom brother who comforts a middle-aged lady in a nightclub.

But no matter what kind of profession you think of, you can't imagine that such a person can fly this behemoth of an airplane into the sky.

In the end, Mingli didn't care, and carried his suitcase to the plane.

Not long after, Qiu Hai also came up.

The second officer learned to be clever this time, and he got out of the cockpit.Although I know the captain's habits, I have to express what should be said, so that the captain knows that he knows the procedure of taking the box.

The second officer: "Captain, your suitcase..."

Qiu Hai ignored him, "Fly with me, you don't need to carry the suitcase for me."

At this time, Ming Li also came out of the cockpit, and was about to go to the first-class cabin to rest after finishing the pre-flight work.

Qiu Hai stopped him, "Why didn't you bring me a box."

Second officer: "???"

Qiu Hai raised his soul and asked three times: "My suitcase is not worthy for you to carry? Or is your hand hurt? Don't you know what the rules are?"

Qiu Hai is different from other captains who have many demands. He is kind and respectful to the flight attendants, which is well known.Uncharacteristically today, the purser led the crew to avoid silently, and the second officer looked ugly.

Mingli kept smiling from beginning to end. It was okay to fool the little co-pilot who had just flown with such a small mind, but to fool him?

Qiu Hai really proved what it means to "find trouble when nothing happens" with practical actions.

Mingli pretended to be innocent and said: "Captain Qiu, you have a job responsibilities, and it's not like you haven't flown before. Biting people is also a disease, and it violates the flight regulations, so you can't fly the flight."

Everyone: "!!!"