Reborn in 1999: Starting as a black marketeer

The flight attendant poured a fragrant cup of hot coffee and handed it to Wang Feiyang with both hands.

When Wang Feiyang reached out to take it, their fingers touched. Suddenly, the flight attendant's hand trembled, and some of the coffee in her cup spilled onto Wang Feiyang's hand, burning him and making him shudder.

Fortunately, not much coffee was spilled, and Wang Feiyang is thick-skinned, so it wasn't a big problem.

The flight attendant panicked, her face flushed red, and she repeatedly said "I'm sorry" in a tearful voice, while trying to get burn ointment to treat Wang Feiyang's burns.

It's no wonder she was anxious. If Wang Feiyang had been burned, it would have been considered an accident caused by her work error. At best, she would have her bonus deducted; at worst, she would be disciplined. After all, it was an international flight with very strict requirements.

These days, being selected as a flight attendant is already one in a million, and international flight attendants are even more selective, with fierce internal competition!

While most people in China earn only one or two thousand yuan a month, these flight attendants who fly international flights already earn over ten thousand yuan a month, making them top-tier professionals. Of course, this flight attendant doesn't want to give up such a good job.

Wang Feiyang picked up a tissue to wipe it, waved his hand and laughed, "It's nothing, it's just a little red, it'll be fine in a bit."

But the flight attendant insisted, "Sir, please come over there with me to apply some burn ointment. We don't want it to get worse."

Seeing how insistent she was, Wang Feiyang couldn't refuse any longer and could only get up and follow her.

Upon arriving at the flight attendants' rest and work area, the flight attendant took out burn ointment from the first-aid kit and carefully applied the ointment to Wang Feiyang with a cotton swab.

The flight attendants are all quite tall. This girl must be a little over 1.7 meters tall. She doesn't look short standing next to Wang Feiyang, who is 1.83 meters tall.

After applying the medicine, she gently blew on the burn and said softly, "It won't hurt anymore once the medicine is on," as if she were comforting an injured child.

Wang Feiyang grinned, a smile spreading across his face, and said softly, "Thank you, I appreciate your help."

"No, I'm very grateful as long as you don't complain. It's all my fault..." The flight attendant quickly waved her hand and apologized again.

Just as Wang Feiyang was about to turn around and go back to his seat, the flight attendant hesitated for a moment and called him back.

"Um... how about I leave you my contact information? Give me your phone number too, so we can contact you if the burns get worse." As she spoke, she picked up a notepad and pen from the side, quickly wrote down her phone number, and handed it to Wang Feiyang.

"What's so serious about such a minor injury?" Wang Feiyang was a little speechless. But perhaps the flight attendant was more responsible, or maybe she was worried that he would complain about her after getting off the plane, which is why she made that statement.

To reassure the flight attendant, Wang Feiyang could only nod. "Alright then, but I'll be staying in Moscow from now on. This is my first time there, so I don't have a phone number from there yet."

"Are you an international student or going there to do business?" the flight attendant asked tentatively.

There was no point in hiding it, Wang Feiyang said frankly: "An international student."

"Wow, you're a high achiever! Can you give me your QQ number? It's easy to keep in touch online these days. By the way, my name is Tian Tian."

Her name really suits her; she has a sweet smile.

These days, international students are still synonymous with "high achievers," not yet "seaweed" or "overseas study trash," but that won't be long...

"My name is Wang Feiyang. Here's my QQ number: 66666, which is five sixes."

"How did you manage to get this number? I applied for dozens of numbers and still didn't get one this good," Tian Tian said enviously, her big eyes wide open.

"Hehe, I bought it for two hundred yuan." Wang Feiyang told a little lie without batting an eye.

"I fly to Moscow quite often, so I can visit you when I'm in Moscow. I've heard the area is a bit unsafe, and I wouldn't dare wander around without someone I know," Tian Tian said happily.

Wang Feiyang smiled and nodded, "Okay, just contact me when the time comes. I'll head over now and get in touch later."

After saying that, he waved his hand and went back to his seat.

Tian Tian nodded with a smile, but didn't continue talking to Wang Feiyang. Although everyone was sleeping, as a flight attendant, she couldn't keep chatting with Wang Feiyang forever; she still had a lot of work to do.

After returning to his seat, Wang Feiyang glanced at the note Tian Tian had left for him earlier. It had her phone number and name written on it, and the handwriting was very neat.

He casually stuffed it into his pocket and closed his eyes, intending to rest for a while.

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After an unknown amount of time, the cabin lights came on, and an announcement came over the loudspeaker that the second meal was about to be served.

Wang Feiyang opened his eyes, rubbed his face to wake himself up; he had just taken a nap.

"Is it time to eat again? I feel like I just slept for a short while," Zhang Liang muttered, rubbing his eyes.

Wang Feiyang looked up at the small display screen hanging in front of him and smiled, "We'll be in Moscow in a little over an hour!"

"Hehe, actually the flights from the capital to Moscow are pretty good. Eight hours is just enough time to take a nap, and you'll be there as soon as you open your eyes," Liu Jianjun said with a smile.

As they were talking, Tian Tian pushed the food cart to them with a professional smile on her face. "Hello, what would you like to eat? We have beef rice and chicken rice to choose from."

The three of them chose their preferred flavors. After distributing the food to them, Tian Tian pushed the food cart forward, squatted down next to Wang Feiyang, and asked in a low voice with concern, "Is your hand feeling any better? Does it still hurt?"

Wang Feiyang had almost forgotten about it if she hadn't mentioned it.

He raised his hand to take a look, and the red marks were no longer visible. He smiled and said, "It's all better now. Looks like that burn ointment worked well."

Tian Tian smiled so hard her eyes curved like crescent moons. This wasn't a professional smile; it was a genuine expression of joy.

She still needed to serve meals to the passengers behind her, so she couldn't delay any longer. Tian Tian hurriedly made a phone call gesture, "I'll call you later," and got up and walked away.

Liu Jianjun and Zhang Liang, who were standing nearby, were dumbfounded.

Zhang Liang, in particular, was filled with envy and jealousy. As soon as he boarded the plane, he muttered to himself for a long time, wondering why all the flight attendants were so beautiful. He wondered if the airline was selecting flight attendants or holding a beauty pageant. He thought that if he could find a flight attendant as his girlfriend, his life would be worthwhile!

However, despite saying that, this guy didn't have the guts to chat with the flight attendants at all. Even when the flight attendants came over to serve them meals and drinks, Zhang Liang didn't dare to look up at them when he spoke.

Of course, this is his consistent style; he's a typical case of having the desire to steal but not the courage to do so.

After Tian Tian had walked a short distance away, the two of them stared at Wang Feiyang and asked in unison, "What's going on between you and that flight attendant?!"