Chapter 881 The Captain Asked for a Photo

Su Yun: "If you are asked to be a staff member of the guidance office, will you be overqualified?"

After all, he is a person who has perfect scores in all subjects.

Su Ce: "They are willing to pay more than 10,000 yuan a month to the front desk, but I don't think it matters."

Su Yun sighed softly, "Then we will do it for three months. We will not suffer this injustice."

That night, Su Ce made a phone call: "Did the company recruit a new girl named Su Ying?"

"Dear boss, I am your professional manager, not a clerk in the human resources department. The fact that I have just hired a young employee is not something that I, the general manager, would care about."

"Then check it out and give you three minutes."

There was a muttering from the other side, and within three minutes, another call came: "I was just recruited yesterday, in the engineering and technology department, eh? Your surname is Su, and her surname is Su. Is she a relative of yours? Do you need me? Give special care?”

Su Ce said indifferently: "No, just treat her normally."

"Boss, why are you calling me here in the middle of the night?"

"Just ask."

May is coming. The early summer in Haicheng is full of green trees and the climate is suitable. Wen Qiao went to the countryside. Song Yu's equestrian training was very good. Wen Qiao checked the historical results of the Macau equestrian competition in previous years and pinched Song Yu again. Calculating the time with a watch, I felt that she had a good chance of winning the championship.

"Qiaoqiao, you chose this horse well. The God of War is really amazing. He seems to have spirituality."

Wen Qiao touched the God of War's head: "I hope you won't have stage fright when you get to Omar's competition."

The God of War was even more obedient under Wen Qiao than under Song Yu.

Sure enough, it looked like it was humane and knew who its owner was.

"It will have to be airlifted to Macau in two days. Go a few days in advance to let him adapt to the local climate and environment, so that he won't be acclimatized by then."

"Well, I will arrange it."

In the evening, Wen Qiao was browsing equestrian magazines at Fu Nanli's residence and mentioned it to him: "I'm going to Macau next week."

"What to do?"

"Didn't I buy a horse from that closed racecourse before? I said I would send it to a race. There is a horse racing competition in Macau next week, and I have already signed up for it."

Only then did Fu Nanli remember that this was indeed the case: "Have I told you?"

"What?"

"My first hobby is golf, and my second favorite is horse racing."

Wen Qiao: "...You really haven't said that I won't meet him on the field again."

Fu Nanli smiled slightly: "It's very possible."

Wen Qiao had a headache: "He probably thinks that I am participating in this sport just to please him, right?"

"You don't care what he thinks, I will fly to Macau with you next week."

So, when Fu Huaiyong flew to Macau on the Fu family's private plane, his grandson and Wen Qiao were flying to Macau on a civil airliner.

Before the plane took off, Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli were sitting in business class seats. They saw the small cockpit door in front opened. The captain and deputy captain in the captain's uniform walked up to Fu Nanli and said hello to him.

The star captain of Dongchuan Airlines is so honored to fly on their plane.

The two captains, both in their early forties, even took out their mobile phones and asked the flight attendant to take a photo with them.

After the captains took a group photo, the flight attendant and several flight attendants also hesitated to ask for a group photo.

Fu Nanli was a little impatient. Why was he so unprofessional?