Descent from an altitude of 10,000 meters [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 10 drop by

Fang Hao called a car on the software, but there were no cars in Daxing on Friday morning, so he had to wait for a while. It's been more than a month since autumn, and now he really feels cold. At the same time, under the influence of alcohol, he can feel that his reaction speed is slowing down, so that he didn't notice Chen Jiayu walking towards him until he was in the cold. He didn't realize until he got close.

"Where are you taking a taxi?" Chen Jiayu looked at Fang Hao who was standing alternately on his left and right feet.

"En." After Fang Hao drank too much, he didn't talk much, just one word.

Chen Jiayu raised his head and walked towards the parking lot: "Let's go, I'll see you off."

Fang Hao said: "That's so troublesome, you should take a detour."

Chen Jiayu looked at him: "Didn't Lu Yan say that your house is only fifteen minutes?"

Fang Hao didn't agree, but followed him: "Where do you live?"

Chen Jiayu said, "Over there at Shuangjing." Fang Hao was a little surprised, it was really far away.

"Oh, my house is heading north, let me do the math..." He has an occupational disease, and now he has already started to calculate the route in his mind.

Chen Jiayu actually laughed. He probably knew where Fang Hao's home was. He worked at the airport in those few neighborhoods. He also knew a lot of people who lived there: "Forget it, it's further south than the airport. If you don't get Hebei went?"

Fang Hao didn't react, he could only say: "Then, thank you Brother Jia."

Chen Jiayu said: "I didn't lie to you, it's really on the way."

Chen Jiayu's car is a white Porsche Macan SUV. Although it is not a super sporty sports car, it looks eye-catching. The inside and outside of the car are spotless, which can be said to be low-key luxury. The captain must have an annual salary of at least one million, not to mention that a celebrity like Chen Jiayu not only has a salary but also a bonus, and income from various program promotion speeches. When Fang Hao saw it for the first time, he had a feeling of "as expected".

Fang Hao entered his home address. As soon as Chen Jiayu got into the car, he turned on the warm air and seat cushion heating. The cold air entered the car, and the sudden warmth made him a little dizzy.

"Why do they call you Mr. Fang?" Chen Jiayu thought about it and asked him suddenly.

Fang Hao smiled, as if unwilling to answer: "Oh, this one. Brother Chen and the others are just yelling."

"It's not just Zhou Qichen."

"Then who else?" Fang Hao asked him.

Only then did Chen Jiayu realize that the first time he heard this title was gossip about other captains in the WeChat group. It was not easy to tell him, so he could only say: "I heard that other captains called it too."

Fang Hao asked him back: "Does the Director of the Air Traffic Management Bureau know?"

Chen Jiayu replied: "Well, it's not Chief Fang Weimin," he realized later: "Fang Bureau is your father?"

Fang Hao smiled wryly: "No, my dad is gone. It was passed on by others," he glanced out of the window and whispered, "I'm really looking forward to it."

So it's Mr. Fang, Chen Jiayu now understands. Coupled with Fang Hao's commanding aura, no one would believe him if he had no backer. However, the facts are always simple and boring, and they are not always interesting. Chen Jiayu looked at his profile, and seemed to understand a little bit.

Fang Hao didn't want to talk about his own affairs all the time, so he asked him after a while: "What about you, Brother Jia. Why don't you want to mention Hong Kong affairs?"

His question was a bit sharp, maybe he was drunk. Normally, I'm afraid he wouldn't ask, or even think about it. Chen Jiayu didn't want to tell the whole story, but he didn't want to leave it alone, so he could only simply answer: "I did what I was supposed to do, but it's boring to repeat it so many times."

Fang Hao didn't answer anymore - he thought, Chen Jiayu has been on so many news, interviews and programs for so many years, isn't it repeated over and over again? I got my salary and bonus, and I drove a luxury car, and now I say that I am stingy with my time and don't want to over-promote. But when he said this, he violated the rules, and Fang Hao shut up very wisely.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Chen Jiayu asked, "Did you feel uncomfortable drinking?"

Fang Hao shook his head: "It's okay, I drank very slowly, but I was a little sleepy. Yesterday was a big night shift." This is also the truth. I didn't get home until eight o'clock in the morning, and I couldn't sleep for eight hours.

Probably because the car was too dull, Chen Jiayu took the initiative to bring up a new topic: "What do you usually do when you are resting?"

Fang Hao replied honestly: "I don't have many hobbies, I can run, and occasionally go to take pictures of the scenery with my friends."

Chen Jiayu seemed to remember something: "Oh, I remember you were on the track and field team when you were in college."

Fang Hao was surprised by his memory: "You have a good memory. Yes, I ran 10,000 meters at that time and represented the school in a few competitions, but my results were just average."

Chen Jiayu said: "10,000 meters is amazing."

Fang Hao: "10,000 meters is quite short, and I'm not very good at it."

Chen Jiayu asked him, "How long did you run? A marathon?"

Fang Hao nodded: "Well, run, marathon, and ultramarathon, which are 50 to 100 kilometers. But I haven't competed in two years. The competition needs to prepare for the race, and the preparation for the race requires a lot of running, so it takes time .What I lack the most right now is time."

Chen Jiayu naturally understood: "Daxing tower is short of manpower, after all, it is a new airport."

Fang Hao looked at him, nodded, hesitated for a while, and then said: "The front-line control has always been short of manpower, and now one person does the work of two people. Sometimes it is true that the flow controls you early in the morning and late at night, or when the weather is bad. I can't make it out." He spoke in a very soft voice at this time, which was different from when he was directing. He was also sitting close to Chen Jiayu, plus there was a vague fragrance in the car, obviously we only met twice, the first time was still a tense atmosphere, no matter how you look at it now, there is a kind of intimacy among acquaintances in it.

He explained with all his heart and soul, but made Chen Jiayu feel guilty. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that there was really no big picture for him on Friday. He must have directed KLM for more than an hour at that time, and his heart was in his throat. Time to talk to myself about the issue of the seat.

Fang Hao originally wanted to talk to him about the incident we met outside the coffee shop. He recalled that his tone of voice was quite aggressive. It would not be uncomfortable for any captain to be choked by him like this. Not to mention Chen Jiayu who loves his feathers so much. However, ten minutes had passed since getting on the bus, and Chen Jiayu didn't mention this matter at all. Fang Hao thought to himself, it seems that this matter has already been turned over in his place.

Chen Jiayu drove into the community, insisting on putting Fang Hao at the door of the unit, and then saw him enter the building door, the building door was slowly closed, and then backed out. On the way back to Lijing, Chen Jiayu was thinking about what Fang Hao had just said to him.