knowing advisor

At four o'clock in the morning, deep night is next to dawn, the sky is still dark, and the street lights are still bright.

The city at this time is actually not as deserted as people imagined.

It is more like an island moment away from the hustle and bustle, lonely but not deserted.

The night bus shuttled quietly on the empty road, blending into the tidal slow traffic flow again and again, passing by the few pedestrians.

Compared with what they saw during the day, the backs of these passers-by look hazy and untouchable, always revealing a sense of wandering.

Among them are those who return at night and those who leave early.

Knowingly belongs to the latter.

The moment the airport automatic door opened, the oncoming air-conditioning heating was warm and clean, which made Mingzhi feel comfortable and sober.

He walked slowly to the work passage, and met his colleagues who came in from the other door.

"Good morning, Kim."

"Good morning, Brother Kim."

"good morning everyone."

For the people at the airport, this "good morning" is not only a greeting, but also a little bit of their inner encouragement and encouragement for the heavy workload that is about to start.

"Brother Kim, I'm 16 today."

The new little girl, Lucy, has just graduated from college. She is enthusiastic and innocent, with crooked eyes when she smiles.

Her words immediately attracted the attention of the people present who hadn't focused much before, and they all turned their eyes to Mingzhi, making him feel a little embarrassed.

On weekdays, before going to work, he would use a spray to style his hair a little bit, and take care of it before going out.

Due to working early shifts for four consecutive days and not sleeping well last night, he got up late this morning. After washing and drying his hair, he cleaned it up and went out, and he didn't have time to take care of it carefully.

Because he was originally small, with a temperament between a boy and an adult; plus today, there is no hairspray and styling, and the short hair is refreshing and natural. He just happened to be wearing a white hoodie with a sports These cotton trousers really look like a middle school student.

Fortunately, everyone was busy clocking in and going to work, and didn't pay too much attention to Mingzhi. After a few glances with a smile, they looked away, took off their passes, and queued up to pass the security check.

In the locker room, knowingly looking at himself in the full-length mirror, he suddenly felt a little distressed.

Black leather shoes, a suit of the same color, a white shirt, and a dark blue twill tie all failed to salvage the work temperament that he knew was slightly capable in the past.

The hairstyle he had trimmed on the last rest day was too short, the bangs on his forehead were thinned, and the hair on his temples was cleaned up, revealing two small ears, looking a little underage, A candid sense of spirit.

At that time, after finishing his haircut, he looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly a strange idea came to his mind, but he couldn't tell what it was for a while.

Until later when he met his friend Chen Jin, when Chen Jin turned around, covered his heart with some fuss, and said to him with a smile that he thought he had traveled back to middle school, he seemed to understand that feeling a little bit.

In this regard, Chen Jin's summary is quite in his own style of nonsense.

That is, knowing that there is an aura that has not grown up in his body, which is the same as the sweet and sour taste of green citrus that he loves.

What it was, since Chen Jin hadn't figured it out yet, he naturally didn't take it to heart.

Knowing that his limbs are slender, his figure is thin, and his complexion is fair, he used to be well dressed and ironed.

But today, because of the hair he didn't have time to take care of, and the fact that he got up early and was not fully awake, this body looks very much like——

A boy pretending to be mature.

Fortunately, as a competent airport ground handling supervisor, knowingly working ability is not faked.

When he walked into the control room holding a cup of black coffee, the two conductors were already sitting in front of the computer.

The taste in the control room is simple and pure, so knowing that the aroma of that cup of black coffee will soon fill the air.

If it is normal, this aroma will make people feel happy and comfortable.However, in the early hours of less than five o'clock, because the human brain and other organs have not yet fully awakened, the charm of this fragrance has plummeted, and it even makes people feel like their stomach is churning.

"Kim, have you had coffee so early? Can you bear it?" a conductor asked him.

Mingzhi took a sip and replied: "It's okay, I just ate two slices of bread, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on if I don't drink."

Another conductor turned around from the computer and asked, "How early is it?"

After the bitter taste in his mouth faded, he opened his mouth knowingly: "The fifth one."

The two conductors did not speak, but gave Mingzhi a thumbs up at the same time.

Mingzhi couldn't help laughing, and asked a few words casually: "How is today? Is there anything special?"

As soon as the voice fell, the two conductors immediately entered the working state and began to report the situation.

"The passenger flow is considerable. There will be a small peak after 10:30, and the next small peak will be after [-]:[-]. There is an economy class passenger who booked a wheelchair on the first flight to the capital. I have already reserved a seat for him and reminded colleagues outside. Notice."

"There are not many business-class passengers on the morning flight. There are two first-class passengers who transited through the capital to Los Angeles. The booking information is incomplete. Judging from the passport numbers, they should be Americans."

Mingzhi listened and nodded, thinking that the last day before the vacation should be a little smoother.

"correct."

One of the conductors remembered something more important and added: "T Airlines sent an email asking to lock up the seat next to one of the gentlemen so that no one else could sit next to him. I have already arranged it and reminded the businessman Cabin colleagues, act wisely when the time comes."

As she spoke, she lowered her voice and showed a mysterious smile: "It may be a low-key VIP."

The girls' curiosity came as soon as they said it, and they began to discuss on their own.

"Strange, a man and a woman have to sit separately when traveling? Couples quarreling?"

"It's most likely the boss and the secretary."

"Well, that makes sense."

Mingzhi put down his coffee and was reading the briefing while listening. His eyes happened to shift to the note they mentioned. When he came back to his senses, he heard that the discussion was still going on.

"However, this gentleman should be of Chinese descent? Look at the spelling of his name, WENGU..."

"The name is quite interesting. What do you think this person's name is? Reviewing the old to learn the new?"

"I guess it's ancient Chinese."

Hearing this, knowingly put his index finger on that line, slowly swipe the word "WENGU" with his fingertips, subconsciously pursed his lips, and suddenly said: "Maybe, it's a consultant."

As soon as the words fell, except for knowing that, the two people present laughed at the same time.

***

At the airport at five o'clock in the morning, the transparent glass doors and windows are the boundary, and there are two scenes inside and outside: outside the door is the dim sky, which is warm and cold, and is coming and going; inside the door is bright light, full of warmth, and The waiting for return.

In the spacious check-in hall, when the leather shoes step on the smooth tiled floor, the slight kicking sound will give people a wonderful and real sense of presence.

Knowing that I was in charge of the outside check-in counter today, after briefing with the check-in tellers and explaining the things to pay attention to, everyone went back to their respective counters.

The colleague in charge of business class on the morning shift is Lucy.

For her, this is a challenging job.

Mingzhi believes in her work ability, but he is very clear that good and satisfactory work performance needs to be based on sufficient experience.

Therefore, when Lucy cast a sad look at Mingzhi, Mingzhi gave her enough encouragement.

"It's okay, I'll watch you by the side, just ask if you don't understand."

The check-in teller is ready, knowing that today's work will begin.

The passenger flow after the year is not too much, and there are few people catching early flights.Therefore, for airport people, this is a relatively good start.

Passengers queuing up are like a meandering stream of water, slowly flowing in the queuing line lined up in the separation zone, taking one step at a time and stopping at one step, moving forward somewhat mechanically.

After 10 minutes passed, Mingzhi began to feel that he should finish the remaining half cup of black coffee.

An inhuman feeling of exhaustion spread from the back of his head, and crept onto his eyelids silently.

Knowing that rubbing the Tianying acupoint is obviously useless.

He raised his head, glanced at the empty queue, and then looked down at the watch on his wrist.

Five fifteen.

It's still early.

He made a go gesture to Fred, the old man sitting at the counter in the economy class, and pointed to the intercom in the pocket of his suit, which meant: I will go to the bathroom first, and the intercom will call me if there is an emergency.

Fred gave him an OK gesture, and walked away knowingly.

The temperature in the bathroom was lower than outside, and the smell of disinfectant and aromatherapy slowly released in the cold air.

Clear water that was neither hot nor cold flowed from the automatic sensor faucet, and he took it knowingly, and scooped it to his face.

After repeating this action about two or three times, he felt that he was more awake.

Although still nowhere to go.

Mingzhi pulled out a tissue, dried his face, threw it into the trash can, and walked out.

After coming out of the bathroom, he didn't take a few steps, but his right eyelid twitched twice.

After walking a few more steps, his left eyelid twitched again.

Knowing is not superstitious, nor is it completely unbelief.

Just like what Chen Jin often said: Some things are just so mysterious that you can't help but believe them.

At this sensitive juncture of going to work, knowingly obeying the principle of psychological troubles, I chose the latter.

However, he was a little puzzled.

Come together, good thing, or bad thing?

Before he could think about it, he heard some small movements from the check-in counter.

In a spacious and quiet place, any small sound will be amplified; in the same way, any hidden emotion will be exposed.

Knowingly approaching, she saw a young lady with blonde hair and blue eyes standing in front of the business class counter. Even though she wanted to keep herself decent for a while, she still couldn't control her overly serious tone when questioning Lucy.

At the same time, the attention of the few passengers in the economy class queue was also attracted by her voice.

Knowing that it appeared, Lucy's eyes instantly lit up at a loss.

Mingzhi walked to the counter of the business class and asked her what was the matter.

Lucy told him in a low voice that the lady came over with two passports and said she wanted to check in for both of them at the same time.She was not very happy when Lucy gently told her that this was not possible and that another gentleman should be present.

Mingzhi listened and quickly observed the young lady standing in front of her: exquisite and perfect makeup, impeccable hairstyle, high-quality suit and skirt, and well-matched high-heeled shoes.

Finally came to a conclusion.

This elegant and elegant body can not be completed in an hour.

Mingzhi glanced at his watch, it was five twenty.

This lady probably got up earlier than him.

Emotions are not high, understandably.

"You help this lady check in first."

Knowingly, he turned to Lucy and glanced at the name on her passport.

Immediately, he turned around, called the sullen young lady "Miss Miller", said good morning to her, communicated with her in English, and explained to her calmly that according to the provisions of the civil aviation law, for safety Considering that every passenger who checks in must be present in person.They will not be able to check you in if you are not present.

Maybe it was helpless, or maybe it was because she felt that she should not waste time on these stupid entanglements. After hearing Mingzhi's explanation, this Miss Miller turned around, took out her mobile phone from her briefcase, and made a call. .

The call time was very short, and she covered her mouth halfway with her hand, and slowed down her tone, knowing that she didn't hear the content of the call clearly.

Of course, he wasn't listening either.

While Lucy was typing instructions into the computer step by step, she simply asked Ms. Miller a few seemingly unimportant but absolutely necessary questions, such as luggage security, her fixed address in the United States, and whether she needed to check in for her connecting flight, etc. wait.

In this way, Miss Miller, who had calmed down before, became irritable again because of these trivial and boring questions. I can't apply for a route for the time being, and I will definitely not come to take a commercial flight.

Standing next to the counter, Mingzhi felt a little headache from her chatter.

At this moment, a timely intercom call saved him.

Mingzhi went to the counter, picked up the phone, and temporarily stayed away from this fragmentary thought that could not stop for a while.

The content of the internal call is generally straightforward. When it is about to end, I glance at the time at the bottom right of the computer screen knowingly.

Five thirty.

At the same time, a subtly, harmonious voice entered his ears.

It was the combination of slow and steady footsteps, and the sound of metal hitting the tiled floor.

Knowing that he was holding the phone receiver, he turned his face slowly, and saw a man approaching slowly from the opposite side.

For no reason, he felt that the half cup of black coffee worked.