44 "The one who is bullied is my wife."

Meng Liyue said in a low voice: "Director Mu, he is a young man, give him some more time."

"I've given him a lot of time. These newcomers don't work hard enough, just like you did back then..."

Mu Cheng could tell a lot about Meng Liyue's efforts to become an excellent approach controller.

She has come this far thanks to her resilience and passion for this industry.

Mu Cheng has been in the control unit for more than ten years. He has seen too many young people who are full of enthusiasm but can't hold on and choose to give up halfway.

Or senior controllers who are overwhelmed by industry pressure and can no longer support themselves.

Five years after he was released from prison, he began to teach new recruits. Meng Liyue was the least talented and most obviously flawed junior he had ever met, but also the one who made the fastest progress and worked the hardest.

He was always proud when talking about her.

"Director Mu...please don't praise me like that."

Meng Liyue touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

At this moment, the sparkling diamond ring on her right ring finger caught his eye.

He paused.

"Master, why don't you leave...Give me some more time, I promise I will work harder!"

The young man thought he was angry.

Mu Cheng did not respond. He waited until he returned to the lounge before finding an opportunity to walk up to Meng Liyue and ask in a deep voice, "Have you obtained the marriage certificate?"

"Yes."

Meng Liyue realized that he had seen the ring on her hand. She pursed her lips and smiled shyly, with an unstoppable joy in her eyes: "It's been a while."

"The pilot?"

"Yes, it's him."

Seeing Meng Liyue nod, Mu Cheng's guess was completely confirmed and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Happy wedding."

"Thank you, Director Mu."

Meng Liyue had not expected that the first person among her colleagues to know that she was married would be Mu Cheng.

But at last, we have taken the first step.

In the future, more and more people will see her close and inseparable relationship with Li Fuzheng.

Just thinking about it, she would feel a hidden excitement. Meng Liyue was not as indifferent as she thought. She was eager to leave her own unique mark on Li Fuzheng.

Mu Cheng quickly turned to the young controller and taught him important experience. He was a strict but generous master.

Meng Liyue finally had time to take out her cell phone and clicked on the message after Li Fuzheng landed.

"I'm going home first."

How enviable.

She told him, "I won't get off work until tomorrow morning."

Li Fuzheng replied very quickly, as if he was too lazy to type, and sent a voice message: "Work hard, see you tomorrow."

Meng Liyue listened to the magnetic and lazy voice several times.

I will always be moved by him.

After the break, he returned to his seat until the end of the night. During the last ten minutes of command work, Meng Liyue ordered the Central South 9722 heavy aircraft that flew from San Francisco to turn according to the control requirements.

But I was told: "What else can you do besides asking us to change direction?"

She repeated calmly, "Central South 9722 heavy, there is a traffic control in the area, turn right 210."

The pilot was reluctant and repeated casually: "Turn right 210."

Meng Liyue pressed the microphone again, her tone heavier and stronger than before: "Zhongnan 9722heavy, it is confirmed that it is your reply."

She was reminding the other party to repeat the flight number, otherwise it would be impossible to confirm that the flight had heard her instructions.

"…Zhongnan 9722 heavy, turn right at 210."

This command was not a pleasant one. When it was over, my colleagues were complaining: "What is that guy doing? Don't we want them to land quickly? The entire airspace belongs to the Air Force. If they want to train, what can we do?"

Before Meng Liyue could respond, Mu Cheng, who was walking a little behind, heard the conversation and frowned, asking, "What's going on?"

After learning about it, I immediately decided: "Zhongnan 9722, right? I will file a complaint."

Meng Liyue thought about it and did not stop him. Mu Cheng was the class teacher and it was normal for him to step forward when his subordinates were wronged.

At this time, she received a call that Li Fu Zheng was waiting for her at the door so early in the morning.

Quickening his pace, Li Fuzheng approached and lowered the window in advance. He leaned his elbows out and said lazily, "Get in the car."

She raised her lips and was about to open the car door when she heard footsteps approaching from behind: "Li Yue."

This title... Li Fuzheng's casual eyes suddenly became sharp, his chin slightly raised, and his sharp edges were revealed.

Meng Liyue turned around in surprise: "Director Mu, is there anything else?"

Mu Cheng nodded, looked directly at the man in the car and said politely: "Hello, I would like to ask about the crew list of the Central South 9722 flight that landed at 7:55 this morning."

Li Fuzheng narrowed his eyes: "What's going on?"

Mu Cheng briefly explained the situation and also stated that he would file a relevant complaint.

After all, the pilot happened to be from the same airline as Li Fuzheng.

Meng Liyue's initial reaction was how did Director Mu know which airline Li Fuzheng worked for, and then... would Li Fuzheng find it troublesome?

While he was still thinking about it, he saw Li Fu Zheng open his mobile phone, check the internal system, and quickly tell Mu Cheng all the detailed information.

Moreover, he placed his palm on her head and spoke to Mu Cheng in a cold voice: "I will go to the leader of the flight department."

Simply complaining to the regulatory authorities was not enough, Li Fuzheng already knew what to do.

Mu Cheng took a look at the state of their relationship and looked away: "Okay, I'll leave first."

Meng Liyue saw Mu Cheng off and got into the car. Just as she was fastening her seat belt, she heard Li Fuzheng snort, "You're not going to tell me about this, are you?"

She blinked slowly. "How do you know?"

It's just a small matter. It's normal to be scolded by the pilot occasionally and have some conflicts.

In the end, don't you still have to listen to her orders?

But Li Fuzheng's reaction was stronger than Meng Liyue had imagined. His face didn't look good, his eyes were frighteningly dark, and he started making phone calls before they had even driven a long distance.

The leader who was woken up by the noise said, "Fu Zheng, what's the urgent matter so early in the morning?"

"Is it early? Some early flights arrive at 4:50. They're almost done. Is it still early?"

He went to the battlefield with a gun and a stick in his hand, without any hesitation.

When Meng Liyue heard this, her heart beat faster and she wanted to stop Li Fuzheng.

Talking to the leader like this... is a bit dangerous.

Surprisingly, the flight department leader was not angry at all. He smiled and said, "Yes, you have all worked hard... So what's the matter?"

"The complaint was filed against the captain for disobeying the controller's orders, which affected the airline's image and subsequent cooperation with the air traffic control unit."

Li Fuzheng turned his head and stared at Meng Liyue who looked worried, and added: "Also, he bullied my wife."