the years when i was in heaven

Three years later, so happy KTV.

"Loving someone who doesn't come home, waiting for a door that doesn't open..."

The lovelorn girl occupied the microphone, her face was smeared with make-up.

"Fickle eyes, tight lips, why bother to force—!"

Everyone: "Try to ask!!"

The girl hid in her sister's arms and wept bitterly.

"Come, come, let's have a better night." Zhao Jiagui cut the song and clicked "The Sun Never Sets", "I want to send you the miss that the sun never sets—!"

Zhao Jiagui handed the microphone to the person who sat in the middle and hummed along.

The man took it, "Send a postcard representing love——!!!"

The sound passed through the thick soundproof door, and the passing waiter shrank his neck, took the time to carry the fruit plate and walked away.

"Captain, great job!"

"Captain, so handsome!"

"Captain! Captain! Captain! Captain!"

Mingli knelt on the table and leaned back, bending himself into a "shrimp" to finish.

The broken-hearted atmosphere in the box changed, and everyone sang a chic chorus.

The phone screen on the table suddenly lit up, and Ming Li picked up the phone.

Everyone shut up, the girl stopped crying, and Zhao Jiagui, who was sitting by the karaoke machine, paused with sharp eyesight.The box was quiet and quiet, only the high-pitched sounds coming from outside from time to time.

"Hello? Brother Hao."

Everyone's face changed.

Hao Zhun is the general manager of the flight department, a senior flight instructor and supervisor, with decades of flying experience.

"Mingli, where are you?"

Mingli turned on the loudspeaker, and Hao Zhun's slightly serious voice washed away the relaxed and cheerful atmosphere in the box.

Zhao Jiagui's brain reacted quickly, and he immediately found out the duty list, and everyone's faces became even more ugly. Today is Boss Hao's duty!

"Me? I'm outside." Ming Li said desperately, "Singing."

Hao Zhun: "Are you alone?"

Mingli: "The whole team."

The whole group: "..."

to finish.

"As the captain, don't you know the regulations on the crew's overnight stay?" Hao Zhun said in a harsh voice, "What time is it! Do you think the department really doesn't check after the flight?"

"We will have a day off tomorrow, and we won't fly. The overnight management regulations clearly state that the captain is the overall person in charge of overnight stays. It's okay for the general person in charge to take them out to play. I will take care of any accidents."

Everyone: "..."

The captain is enough buddies!

"You are blatantly taking the lead in violating the regulations! You let them take care of it, and whoever takes care of it for you will stop flying when you come back!"

Zhao Jiagui couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Who's laughing!? Come back and stop together!"

Zhao Jiagui: "..."

"Brother Hao, you can't handle inter-departmental affairs." Mingli rescued Zhao Jiagui. After this solution, all Hao Zhun's anger was directed at Mingli, and he said a few harsh words and hung up the phone.

The busy tone of the phone echoed in the box.

"Captain..." the flight attendant worried.

"It's okay!" Zhao Jiagui said confidently, "Look at the time when our captain was grounded for more than three days, Mr. Hao was so mean-spirited that he just stopped on the ground like this, right, Brother Ming."

Ming Li released the captain very smoothly, but the responsibility of the captain was very rough, and he was grounded every now and then.

Grounding is a great shame for pilots, which means that their professional ability is particularly poor.

None of the reasons why Ke Mingli was grounded was related to business capabilities.According to Hao Zhun, it's all about style.

Like tonight.

"Continue to drink, continue to sing, and continue to the next round." Mingli put down his wine glass, "The captain pays for everything tonight."

The crowd cheered.

"Huh? Stop flying for three months?"

Mingli stood up abruptly, supporting the table with both hands.

A row of old leaders sat across the long table, all with gray hair and stern eyes.Hao Zhun was only fit to sit on the far side. He broke the deadlock with a light cough, and signaled Mingli with his eyes that three months is not much, so why don't you thank the Lord for your kindness.

Ming Li ignored it and said, "Did I make some flying mistake?"

The old leaders looked at each other and shook their heads.

The flight just stopped.

There is a shortage of domestic captains, and it is not easy to train one. The company is also cruel, and even assigns him to the data sending and receiving seat.

This is good, every second officer who returned to the company to hand in the documents after the flight knew about it, and the news flew like a leak.

Mingli didn't defend himself either, as soon as the small cup was put away and the tea was brewed, he chatted happily with his colleague in the flight attendant seat next door every day.

"Have you heard that there was a co-pilot who made the girl's belly bigger, and she came to the company to make trouble at home."

Gossip is always the antidote to boring work life, another co-worker slides over with a chair, "Who?"

The two lowered their heads to communicate for a while, and then there was an exclamation of "Damn it".

Ming Li was awakened by this sound, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and raised his head.

The two people next door looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, Captain."

"What's the matter, tell me too?"

Mingli's character and personality were praised by everyone when he was the co-pilot, but what is rare is that he has not changed since he was released as the captain.We must know that after more people gain power, what they show is definitely not the original face.

In addition, Ming Li is now a member of the office, and the two moved their chairs to go up and talk, but when they moved halfway, they suddenly slid back and went back to their posts to concentrate on their work.

Mingli: "?"

He looked back and saw a person standing at the door.

Qiu Hai's crooked fingers were still on the door, holding a few pieces of paper in his other hand, and the flying box was standing at his feet.

It was another autumn, and the flight crew put on suit jackets uniformly.

Ming Li stared at the waxy yellow three stripes on his cuff, unable to move away for a long time.

Qiu Hai walked to the seat and handed the information to Ming Li, and glanced at the seat next to him. The two people who had been chatting enthusiastically just now shivered.

Even though he is the co-pilot now, it doesn't change the fact that he used to be the captain.

Take the words of celebrities: I have been brilliant before.

Besides, it is only a matter of time before the qualification is restored.

Now they really feel the retribution of chewing their tongues.

Ming Li took it over, without looking at him, simply sorted out the materials and put them aside, then started to deal with other things, as naturally as if there was a cloud of air in front of him.

Qiu Hai left quickly.

Only when the sound of the wheels of the flight box could not be heard at all did Mingli raise his head slightly and look in the direction of the door.

"Scared me to death." The person in the next seat patted his chest, "It's the first time I gossiped and was caught by the gossip party. Hey, the former Captain Qiu was young and promising, what a beauty, now..."

"Let's keep your mouth shut," said another.

"It's not the time for you to ask questions!"

The two continued to bicker.

Mingli was inexplicably agitated, and when he opened the materials Qiu Hai handed in, he was suddenly taken aback.

"Captain? Where are you going?"

"captain???"

The two poked their heads out, and they had already left.

You don't need to wear a uniform to work on the ground. Mingli wore a gray hooded sweater and shivered when he stepped out of the company gate. It was really cold this year.

He didn't bother to go back to get his coat, so he searched along the busy road for a while, and finally saw a figure from behind.

"Brother Qiu, goodbye, see you later." The flight attendant smiled and waved to Qiu Hai, and got on the bus.

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Qiu Hai narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his chin, "Bye bye."

In the past, Qiu Hai was the captain, so everyone only dared to watch from a distance and dare not play with it.Now that he fell from a high position, some flight attendants would chat and laugh with him so casually.While losing power, some human fireworks will also be gained.

Mingli suddenly remembered how long it had been since he had a peaceful chat with his colleagues.

Qiu Hai turned around and saw that Mingli was neither stupefied nor surprised, he smiled and called out: "Captain."

Mingli used Hao Zhun's ultimate skill: coughing, to cover up his discomfort, and asked casually, "What are you doing here?"

Qiu Hai: "Add girls to WeChat."

Mingli: "..."

Qiu Hai continued to laugh, "Is the captain looking for something?"

Only then did Mingli think about the business, and took out the few pieces of paper he handed in just now, "There is no signature of the captain of the flight on it."

Signing is like clocking in at work. You have to sign every shift, and over time the co-driver will do it for you.Even if the co-pilot forgets to sign, the person in the seat will help sign it.

When the flight captain fainted in the toilet, these two iron cocks were selfless and came home.

"You are the captain, so it's the same for you to sign." Qiu Hai pinched the cigarette with his slender fingers and shook the ash, showing no respect at all.

Mingli said sharply, "It's not the same."

Qiu Hai let out a "huh".

There was a car honking on the side of the road, and the two looked over.

The windows of the bright red sports car were lowered, and the woman with heavy make-up took off her sunglasses and looked at Qiu Hai.

"The person who picked me up has arrived." Qiu Hai didn't look very happy when he saw the woman, but rather cold.He took out an ordinary gel pen to sign, picked up the flight case and took two steps, then stepped back, smiling: "I heard that the captain has been grounded for three months."

"..."

"I really envy the captain, I really want to relax and enjoy life more."

"........."

Qiu Hai said "many" very strongly, and his tone was extremely unclear.There is a "captain" on the left and a "captain" on the right.

Ming Li's face was as black as the bottom of a pot on the stove.

The exaggerated sports car merged into the traffic flow and disappeared.

Mingli stood there and looked in that direction for a long time, the coldness he felt was not as cold as the coldness in his heart.

He lay on the table and didn't actually sleep. He heard how unbearable the hatred in those people's mouths was.

The phone vibrated, and he clicked on WeChat with his frozen hands.

Pretending to be garlic: Remember to come early for the new book signing tomorrow.

In the past three years, Zhuang Su'an has changed from a well-known internet writer to a gold medal writer.The online drama "Fly" adapted from his novel "My Captain Ba Ba" will be broadcast exclusively online next month.

Publishers rushed to release physical books to take advantage of the heat.

Mingli didn't keep chasing the article, but judging from Zhuang Suan's huge manuscript fee and the copyright that was sold to Feiqi, it was very popular.

Pretending to be garlic: I have arranged a superior position for you.

Mingli smiled.

Plain and simple: No, I want to be Zhuang Zhuang's fanatic fan.

Pretending to be garlic: Haha, I have to go to the store tomorrow to celebrate and drink till dawn.

After going to Switzerland on the weekend, Mingli and the others knew that the store he was in charge of was losing money every day, and it was maintained by the hard money spent by the family on weekends.

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother were going to close the store, but they were bought by a person at a high price.Fu Yu resigned from his position as the store manager of Zhou Style Catering and became the sole manager of the store.

Zhuang Su'an couldn't change the habit of many years, and still loitered in this store. He didn't know the truth.What I told him on the weekend was to go to Switzerland for further studies, and Ming Li didn't say much.

So be it, keep a little illusory beauty.

Ming Li turned around to go back, when he saw the sports car that had driven away came back again.

Regardless of the curses of the woman in the car, Qiu Hai opened the car door and walked towards him.