UAAG CH44

Even the best planes cannot avoid noise. The engine’s violent roar penetrates the steel body of the plane and buzzes in your ears.

Zhuo Huan leaned back against the door panel, biting the cigarette holder, and calmly looked up at Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng smiled: “I don’t recall owing you money, Teacher Zhuo.”

Zhuo Huan: “Things that can be measured by money are all the simplest.”

“Then what do you think cannot be measured by money?”

Zhuo Huan didn’t answer. His clear eyes were indifferent and ripple-less, looking at Fu Cheng silently.

Their eyes met.

Fu Cheng: “Since there’s nothing else, please move aside, I want to go out.”

“Oh, keeping this debt on record is fine too.”

The man firmly blocked the door panel without any intention of moving. After a long stalemate, Fu Cheng laughed out of anger. He looked up and asked back: “Teacher Zhuo, did you also like to pull other people’s zippers and block the toilet door like an elementary school student in the past? If applied to students, would this count as bullying?”

Zhuo Huan laughed out loud: “Does fucking you count as bullying?”

Breathing stopped instantly. After a long time, Fu Cheng said coldly: “I don’t understand what you are talking about.”

The atmosphere was tense, but at this moment, Fu Cheng didn’t expect this man to just move aside like that. With a slim cigarette between his fingers, Zhuo Huan turned sideways and really made way. Fu Cheng took a deep breath and stepped up. His cold and indifferent voice sounded: “Why are you paying so much attention to Rogue 318?”

Fu Cheng paused: “Do I? I know about many air crash incidents; after all, I work in a related industry.”

Zhuo Huan didn’t answer him, but that look was exactly the same as when Fu Cheng said “I meant sorry” in the car earlier.

—Is it? Don’t you know in your heart?

Fu Cheng was silent for a moment: “There were more than twenty Chinese people on Rogue 318. I think compared to other foreign air crash accidents, it should be natural for Chinese pilots to pay more attention to this accident. Moreover, the plane involved was a McFly F485, designed by you, the most popular and highly praised plane by pilots worldwide in the last five years.”

Zhuo Huan: “Oh.”

Not in the mood to figure out if the other party believed his words, Fu Cheng was extremely irritable and eager to leave. His hand was already on the door handle, and he stood behind the door. Zhuo Huan leaned on the door frame, motionless, looking up at him.

In his chest, his heartbeat got faster and faster. Just as he was about to press the door handle.

“Fu Cheng.”

Two simple words, wrapped around the tip of the tongue, gently spat on Fu Cheng’s cheek with an ambiguous and long breath.

Slowly turning his head, he looked at the man aside.

Zhuo Huan smiled: “I’ll say it one last time.”

“Hmm?”

“Don’t seduce me.”

“…You seem to have misunderstood something.”

“Otherwise, I will really fuck you.”

The air stagnated in an instant. In the quiet and narrow space, the young man slowly clenched his fingers. The two looked at each other, neither speaking. After a long time, Zhuo Huan lowered his gaze casually, his eyes wandering on Fu Cheng’s slightly parted lips. Fu Cheng seemed to realize something suddenly. Knowing that the normal thing to do at this moment was to open the door and leave, to firmly deny the other party’s wrong perception.

But inexplicably, he couldn’t speak.

There was even a strange feeling in his heart, like vines climbing up a wall, spreading silently in his heart.

In the quiet and ambiguous atmosphere, Zhuo Huan moved; he leaned forward slightly.

The next moment, suddenly.

“Why aren’t you coming out yet, open the door, Fu Cheng.”

Zhuo Huan bit the cigarette holder, and Fu Cheng withdrew his gaze.

The punk boy’s loud voice couldn’t be blocked by a thin door panel.

Chest heaving constantly, breathing fresh air again. Only then did Fu Cheng realize he had been holding his breath for a long time, or rather, he had forgotten to breathe just now. Daring not look at the man beside him again, Fu Cheng quickly pulled open the door handle. Su Fei was about to come in when he suddenly saw Zhuo Huan and froze in place.

“RIP? Why are you here?”

Fu Cheng opened his mouth but couldn’t think of a reason immediately.

Su Fei stretched his neck: “There aren’t two compartments here, they are all independent. No way, you two used the toilet together? Can it be used like this, how did you do it?”

Zhuo Huan sneered: “He doesn’t quite know how to use this flush toilet, I’m teaching him.”

Fu Cheng: “…” You think anyone would believe this?

Su Fei: “Holy shit, private jet toilets have special usage methods. Fu Cheng, hurry up and teach me, maybe I don’t know how to use it either.”

Fu Cheng: “…”

Fu Cheng walked out of the toilet speechlessly. As soon as he went out, before Su Fei could enter, the door slammed shut behind him.

Both were stunned.

Su Fei: “Open the door, what for, RIP, aren’t you letting people use the toilet anymore!”

Zhuo Huan: “Isn’t there another one next to it.”

Su Fei: “Old Joseph is showering inside! Otherwise why would I wait for you guys for so long!”

Zhuo Huan: “Oh, I want to shower too.”

Before long, the sound of splashing water came from inside the door.

Su Fei asked Fu Cheng in disbelief: “Didn’t see him bring a change of clothes either, he really came to shower?”

Fu Cheng glanced at the closed door: “Teacher Zhuo is fooling you. He didn’t want to shower, just turned on the shower faucet to trick you. Wait a bit longer, he should come out soon.”

Inside the door, Zhuo Huan, who was washing his hands, was stunned upon hearing this, then curled the corner of his mouth.

Su Fei cursed outside the door, reprimanding Zhuo Huan for this immoral behavior. Fu Cheng returned to the cabin and saw flight attendants serving meals to Lina and Mr. Romain. Seeing him return, another flight attendant immediately walked over, squatted halfway, and asked Fu Cheng what he wanted to eat.

After ordering some things casually, the flight attendant nodded with a smile and left.

Fu Cheng looked up and happened to see Zhuo Huan walking back while buttoning his shirt cuffs. His expression was clear and calm, his gaze not looking at Fu Cheng at all, walking straight to his seat.

After a while, Fu Cheng withdrew his gaze.

When Su Fei and Old Joseph returned, everyone’s meals were all in place.

On the private jet, there was a long table for multiple people to dine together, enough for six people to sit and eat.

Mr. Romain and Zhuo Huan sat at each end of the table. Fu Cheng and Lina sat opposite each other, adjacent to Mr. Romain. Next to them were Old Joseph and Su Fei respectively.

Mr. Romain took a bite of steak and looked up: “Reid, have you thought about when to come back.”

Zhuo Huan’s movement paused. He put down the knife and fork and looked up: “Haven’t thought about it.”

Romain raised his champagne, and Zhuo Huan raised his too. The two clinked glasses from afar across a long dining table. Romain said: “I mentioned this at the McFly board meeting last month. If you want to come back, within two years, no problem. This is my guarantee to you.”

Zhuo Huan: “Thank you, I don’t have this plan for now. Besides, I might not necessarily go to McFly.”

Romain: “Oh? What, you want to go to Boeing, or Airbus?”

“Maybe COMAC.”

Romain laughed loudly: “Your cold jokes, sure enough, I will never feel them. Lina, what do you think.”

Lina smiled slightly: “I also never understood Reid’s cold jokes, but Fu seems to always find them funny.” After speaking, she looked at Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng: “I also think this is not funny.” He looked up at Zhuo Huan.

Zhuo Huan glanced at him lightly, picked up a napkin, and wiped the corner of his mouth.

Because, this is not a joke.

This topic passed quickly. Lina and her father hadn’t seen each other for many days and recounted their father-daughter relationship. They slowly chatted about the air crash in Europe half a year ago. Lina’s tears fell instantly: “Gérard, I really didn’t expect he would leave me like this.”

Mr. Romain said guiltily: “I shouldn’t have mentioned this. Last week I met his father in Milan. Truffaut’s condition is not very good either; he seems very painful. Losing an only son in old age, what a tragic thing. By the way, how long has it been since you contacted your brother?”

After talking about other things, Lina’s mood improved a lot.

Romain looked up at Zhuo Huan: “Reid, I still don’t understand why you left McFly back then.”

Just now the father and daughter were chatting about upper-class capitalist topics that Su Fei couldn’t intervene in. Now suddenly talking about this, the punk boy immediately became interested and wasn’t sleepy anymore: “Yeah, RIP, I also never understood, why did you suddenly stop being McFly’s chief designer.”

Zhuo Huan cast a contemptuous look at him: “There are plenty of things you don’t understand.”

Su Fei: “…”

“For someone like you who curses twice in three sentences, how have you lived till now without being beaten to death!”

Everyone laughed loudly.

Mr. Romain lamented to his daughter: “Reid hasn’t changed, still so arrogant and rude.”

Lina: “He treats you quite well. At least when answering you, he remembered to put down the tableware.” She blinked: “I don’t have this treatment.”

On one side of the dining table, Su Fei glared angrily at Zhuo Huan, Old Joseph smiled and acted as a peacemaker, but whenever the atmosphere eased a bit, he hurriedly added fuel to the fire not minding the trouble. On the other side of the dining table, it was the father-daughter chat between Romain and Lina.

“When Patrick and I met at Desla Castle before, he seemed quite concerned about Reid’s marriage issue.”

Lina frowned: “Uncle Patrick always knew Reid’s orientation.” As the voice fell, she seemed to remember something, looked up at Fu Cheng, and made a “shh” gesture. Seeming to just realize she accidentally revealed a big secret to Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng nodded, indicating he would definitely keep it secret.

Romain: “That I don’t know, Patrick should be indifferent. Perhaps in his view, just caring about his son’s private life, not making any special requests.”

Fu Cheng looked at the steak on the plate, his expression calm.

Exactly 24 hours later, everyone returned to China.

After landing at Shencheng Airport, the plane flew back to Tokyo: Mr. Romain had already disembarked in Tokyo. He arranged his private jet to specially send the UAAG members to Shencheng.

Walking in the airport VIP channel, Old Joseph moved his joints and said: “Even a private jet worth billions, sitting for more than twenty hours is killing me. When can a space shuttle be invented, the kind that goes from China to the US in one second.”

Fu Cheng: “China has a song that should perfectly answer your question.”

Old Joseph: “What?”

Fu Cheng: “Tian Mi Mi (Sweet Honey).”

Old Joseph was confused: “What?”

Sweet Honey, such a name full of the sour smell of love, can answer his question?

Su Fei laughed: “I know this one.” He sang with a look of infatuation, “In a dream, saw you in a dream~”

Old Joseph: “…”

Zhuo Huan: “Why don’t you sing it directly to him.”

Fu Cheng was stunned and turned to look at Zhuo Huan.

Under the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the terminal building, the tall man stood with hands in coat pockets, looking down at him.

Fu Cheng: “I’m tone-deaf, singing sounds very bad.”

Su Fei: “I know this one too! Generally speaking, those who say they are ugly are particularly good-looking. Those who say they are tone-deaf sing particularly well.”

Fu Cheng was expressionless: “I’m serious.”

Everyone looked at him in unison, looking unbelieving. Even Zhuo Huan scanned him up and down, signaling with his eyes: Are you teasing me?

Such a handsome young man who looks clean and ready to debut in the entertainment industry anytime, looks tone-deaf?

Fu Cheng: “I really am tone-deaf.” Pausing, he added: “Only one song, I never go out of tune.”

Zhuo Huan: “What song?”

Fu Cheng said seriously: “National Anthem.”

“…”

After returning to the country, of course, there was no rich sponsor to reimburse the daily expenses of UAAG.

After the five left the airport, Old Joseph consciously turned on his phone: “Okay, I understand, preparing to call a car. Su Fei, Fu, we three live very close, let’s call one car. Split the fare.”

Su Fei: “Look at you being stingy, obviously the salary is not low.”

UAAG’s salary is still very high, even in the first-tier metropolis Shencheng, it is second to none, calculated annually.

In this regard, Zhuo Huan was not stingy at all.

Old Joseph was unconvinced: “What, you are not stingy, then you call the car, you pay the fare?”

Su Fei: “Long live AA!”

On the other side, Lina had also called a car. She smiled: “When I have time, I’ll buy a car, a bigger one, so it will be convenient in the future. We always have to go abroad, then park the car in the garage of Shencheng Airport.”

Su Fei and Old Joseph: “Long live Lina!”

Lina tucked her hair: “The car is here, then Reid and I will leave first.”

Seeing off Zhuo Huan and Lina, watching the car go further and further until it disappeared around the corner of the road, Fu Cheng moved his gaze away.

Old Joseph: “Reid should have hitched a ride with Lina again.”

Su Fei: “I think it’s not ‘should have’, he definitely hitched a ride again. You say RIP, say he’s poor, this guy is super rich. Say he’s rich, hmm… salvaging plane wreckage, I definitely can’t do this. As you said before, Old Joseph, three companies salvaging together, millions of dollars a day. Even RIP can’t withstand this, no wonder he has to sell islands and planes. Don’t know how long RIP can hold on.”

Fu Cheng: “According to Teacher Zhuo’s income, probably can’t hold on for long.”

Su Fei and Old Joseph instantly grabbed the keyword: “You know his income?”

Fu Cheng: “…”

“I guessed.”

Su Fei: “Do you think I’ll believe this?”

Fu Cheng: “…”

You even believed that the flush toilet on the private jet is unknown high technology, why can’t you believe this?!

This time the UAAG crowd went on a business trip to the US, busy for three months, and always working overtime. Now back in the country, they still had to adjust to jet lag. After returning home, Fu Cheng received a message from Lina saying there was a three-day break, letting them rest well at home.

Four days later, February ended exactly, and March arrived.

At 9 AM, Lina, Old Joseph, and Su Fei all arrived punctually at the extremely luxurious UAAG headquarters located in the city center of Shencheng where land is worth gold.

Old Joseph looked through various air crash cases from previous years, while Su Fei found many aircraft accident materials.

Half a year ago when he first arrived at UAAG, he didn’t know much about air crashes. He was an expert in computer and mechanical engineering, and also had special knowledge about aircraft black boxes. So Zhuo Huan personally went to Harvard to invite him to UAAG, but he didn’t have much experience with air crashes themselves and didn’t know much.

Last year, Su Fei said to Zhuo Huan: “My major is not this, you know what I’m good at, did you find me just to read materials?”

Now, the punk boy was reading thick air crash accident cases while occasionally looking up and saying to Old Joseph in an incredulous tone: “Forgot to tear off the tape stuck on the static port, he actually could forget this? Why didn’t he forget his head at home, or directly take it to play soccer?!”

In 1996, Aeroperú Flight 603 crashed on the way to Santiago, Chile, killing 70 people. And after investigation, what no one dared to believe was that the root cause of the accident was actually that the ground technician responsible for maintaining the plane covered the static port with tape and forgot to take it off before the plane took off!

Static port is a device for the plane to measure its own altitude.

After the static port is blocked, the simplest consequence is that no matter how the plane’s computer system calculates, the plane altitude fed back by the mechanical device is 0 meters.

Su Fei read these various air crash accident materials carefully.

Gradually, he found that with the development of the times, fewer and fewer air crash accidents occurred every year. Originally just reading casually, Su Fei gradually calmed his impetuous heart and read seriously.

At 11 AM, a crisp “beep” sounded, and the three people from UAAG looked up.

Old Joseph: “Hi, Reid, you finally came.”

Su Fei: “Lina, I report to you with real name, RIP is skipping work, he is late!”

Lina smiled helplessly: “However, it’s a pity, he is our only leader.”

Zhuo Huan: “Mm, so I declare your report invalid.”

Su Fei: “Tch.”

Zhuo Huan didn’t seem to be awake yet. He rubbed his hair irritably, wearing a thin coat, and walked listlessly around the clusters of dense green plants into the office area. Passing Su Fei and Old Joseph, his destination was clear, the sofa in the corner. However, when he was about to walk over, he suddenly stopped.

His gaze suddenly condensed, Zhuo Huan frowned and quickly scanned around.

“Where is Fu Cheng?”

Lina smiled: “Fu asked for leave. I messaged you yesterday, didn’t you see it.”

Zhuo Huan raised his eyebrows: “Without my permission first?”

Lina: “Fu took annual leave, 27 days of free vacation per year, didn’t you agree to this beforehand.”

Zhuo Huan: “…Mm.”

Walking to the sofa, with a long stride, thud, the sofa springs shook elastically, steadily catching this tall and not light man. Picking up a magazine from the coffee table and covering his face, after a while, Zhuo Huan lifted the magazine and asked: “Where did he go for leave?”

Lina said in surprise: “In your heart, Reid, am I someone who likes to investigate friends’ private affairs?”

Zhuo Huan: “Oh.”

“But I really know about this. Fu decided to go temporarily. Because it was too late to apply for a visa, he asked if I could help handle it. I am always happy to help friends, so I handled it for him.”

Zhuo Huan: “Where?”

“London.”

UK, London, Oxford Street.

Just arrived in London, rested for only one day, adjusted jet lag slightly, Fu Cheng came to this world-famous shopping street. Of course not because he liked shopping himself. Holding big and small bags of things, just came out of a store, before Fu Cheng stood firm, the tall, thin, beautiful short-haired woman ran into the next store with shining eyes.

Fu Cheng: “…”

Sighing helplessly, he followed again.

Shopped for a whole day, finally went to the bridal shop, and took the customized wedding dress.

Fu Xiao asked the people in the bridal shop to send the things to her home first, then came to a Chinese restaurant with her younger brother.

Fu Xiao: “This restaurant is very famous in London. I booked it three days in advance.”

Fu Cheng tasted the dish: “If you have time to go back to Shencheng, there are many better ones than this there.”

Fu Xiao spread her hands: “I’m getting married, taking root here, there won’t be many opportunities to go back in the future. Anyway, only you are left in Shencheng, I go back only to see you. But I will go back to sweep graves for mom and dad during Qingming Festival. Cheng Cheng, trouble you to always visit mom and dad in the country.”

Silent for a moment, Fu Cheng smiled: “Nothing, isn’t it right for me to visit uncle and aunt.”

The two talked about recent events again.

When Chinese restaurants go abroad, they always do as the locals do, making some changes suitable for foreigners.

After the meal, the two ordered desserts and coffee.

Fu Xiao took a sugar cube and put it into the coffee. She lowered her head and stirred gently.

The white sugar cube was soaked by the brown coffee, losing its original pure white color. The scorching temperature of the coffee melted the hard sugar cube; it drowned in the dark brown liquid almost unable to struggle, slowly sinking, touching the bottom and disappearing.

“By the way, heard you are not at Donghua Airlines anymore.”

Fu Cheng was stunned: “Who said that.”

Fu Xiao smiled: “A friend at Donghua Airlines. He said you seem to have been transferred to an… air crash organization, true or false, Cheng Cheng.”

Fu Cheng said softly: “Mm, there is such a thing.”

“Why thought of going to such an organization.”

“No special reason, was picked, so I went.”

“Oh.”

Fu Xiao looked at the sugar cube that had long melted in the hot coffee in the cup. After a long time, she looked up and smiled gently: “Cheng Cheng, no matter what unhappy things happen, you must tell me first.”

Fu Cheng looked at her steadily and nodded: “Okay.”

After eating dessert, just about to leave, Fu Cheng took out an exquisite small gift box from an inconspicuous paper bag he carried.

Fu Xiao said pleasantly: “Bvlgari?”

Fu Cheng smiled and opened the box, revealing a carnelian necklace set with diamonds inside.

Fu Cheng: “Sister, wish you a happy wedding.”

Fu Xiao accepted the gift generously: “Thank you, I like it very much. I’ve always wanted to buy this necklace. I have its matching ring and bracelet, but never found the necklace. Where did you find it?”

“I asked a friend for help, knew him in the airline before, he found it for me when he went to France on duty.”

“Thank you, I really like it too much. Help me put it on.”

“Okay.”

Fu Cheng carefully clasped the inner buckle of the necklace. Fu Xiao took out the makeup mirror from her bag and looked in the mirror for a long time, liking it more and more.

Putting away the small mirror, Fu Xiao looked up: “By the way, just saw another wrapped box in your bag. What is that, also a gift?”

Fu Cheng’s movement of sitting down paused slightly.

“Mm, Bvlgari’s new Gypsophila cufflinks.”

Fu Xiao smiled knowingly: “I know that one, for a friend? Very nice looking.”

Fu Cheng also laughed. After a while, he said: “Birthday gift. Just now when you were shopping, I saw it by the way and bought it. It suits him very much.”

Because, his eyes are also full of stars.

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