86 "You even ignore your husband?"

Xu Moti has recently been flying in the third seat, in charge of the business class, which happens to be a wide-body aircraft on the Beijing-Shanghai route. On this plane, the majority of the passengers are gold and platinum card users, all of whom are important passengers who cannot be offended.

One day, the business class was full and she was in charge of a platinum card passenger. She made a mistake and accidentally spilled water on the passenger's expensive Hermès bag.

As expected, she was complained about, and soon after that, she was targeted by the company. Yesterday, after her last flight landed, her leader called her and got through.

He did not strictly follow the rule that mobile phones could only be turned on after the plane landed and all passengers had disembarked, so he was grounded as a punishment.

Xiao Rong obtained the inside information faster than Li Fuzheng, the captain of the same airline.

She said, "Although this rule is quite perverted, there is nothing we can do if we are caught."

Meng Liyue asked the most crucial question: "Did you lose the bag?"

"How dare she not pay? The passengers asked for compensation, and she was also responsible. I heard that she paid a lot of money."

"Just talking about this job, it's not easy." Meng Liyue commented objectively.

"But she is in this situation now, and it is her own fault."

"Well, it's her business, she can solve it herself."

Whatever consequences there might be, Xu Moti would have to bear the price himself. As a spectator, Meng Liyue could only watch coldly.

She changed the subject to Xiao Rong: "Did Qi Zhi get back to you later?"

"Don't mention it..." Xiao Rong's tone became cold after his excitement faded. "He only replied to me once!"

"Um?"

"I asked him what he was doing and he said, 'Training' and I haven't heard from him since."

Meng Liyue suppressed her laughter and said, "You can't blame him. They have indeed been training frequently recently."

As an approach controller, every route in the sector she is responsible for is strictly regulated, and the rest of the airspace belongs to the Air Force. She has noticed that the frequency of Air Force training has increased significantly in recent times, and some civilian aircraft have asked her for maneuvering space, but she is unable to give it to them.

"I know that too... Let's talk about it later."

Xiao Rong knew that Qi Zhi would be a difficult man to pursue.

She is ready for a long fight...

After another day of rest, Meng Liyue is going back to work.

He arrived at the unit in high spirits, and as soon as he picked up the microphone, he began to issue instructions busily.

By evening, she was directing aircraft within the sector as normal.

"TG619, radar guide turn left heading 160, there is weather in five nautical miles on the right."

“I don’t need guidance. I’ll go there normally, TG619.”

"TG619, are you sure you don't need radar guidance?"

“Yes, I think I can pass normally, TG619 (Yes, I think I can pass normally.)”

There is a patch of weather on the normal route tonight, with light showers, and most aircraft are circling.

It just so happened that we met this foreign captain, who was also very brave. He asked to fly according to the normal route and did not plan to detour according to the weather.

The weather conditions at the moment are neither severe nor serious, but they do have some impact.

Therefore, as an air traffic controller, Meng Liyue only needs to inform the mission as much as possible, and the final decision lies with the pilots themselves.

In a cautious manner, she informed the captain of TG619 again: "TG619, in half an hour, all planes pass on the left, including your front plane.

Many foreign airline captains are not as cautious as domestic pilots in judging weather conditions, due to different requirements of different airlines, including the Civil Aviation Administration.

TG619's reply was not surprising: "I'm sure I don't need radar guidance, TG619."

Since the other party was so confident that the weather on the right would not have any impact, Meng Liyue had nothing to say.

“TG619, You have the final say.”

Soon, TG619 entered the weather-covered area.

Meng Liyue also continued to command the next plane.

But soon after, a report was received that TG619 had been struck by lightning and needed to return.

She looked a little solemn. Nowadays, the safety performance of aircraft has been greatly improved. A lightning strike does not necessarily affect flight safety immediately, but it is an unexpected situation after all.

When TG619 landed safely and she just got off work, Mu Cheng told her: "The regulatory agency received a complaint from the airline. The crew of TG619 reported that what happened tonight was due to your improper command."

Therefore, she will start to rest tomorrow and suspend her work to cooperate with the investigation until the results come out.

Meng Liyue nodded calmly, without any abnormality: "I understand, I will cooperate."

Mu Cheng wanted to say something, but in the end he just consoled her: "It's okay, we will check the land-air communication first. As long as your instructions are correct, don't be afraid."

"Um."

Meng Liyue smiled, finished her shift, and went home.

When she woke up, she acted as if nothing had happened and did not show any abnormality.

However, the news soon reached the ears of Li Fuzheng who was flying to another place.

Soon after he landed, he learned that a plane had been struck by lightning and returned to Hecheng Airport for maintenance. Meng Liyue, as the controller on duty, was being investigated for any violations.

Whether her specific instructions were wrong and whether they were carried out in accordance with strict regulations remains to be verified through further investigation.

However, Li Fuzheng chose to believe without any hesitation that it was not Meng Liyue's problem.

It was already evening when I got home, and a small floor lamp was on in the living room.

He recalled that it was when he returned home and saw the light that he realized that marriage had become important to him.

Li Fu Zheng walked into the bedroom lightly. Meng Liyue seemed to be asleep, with the quilt bulging up a little.

That's an insecure posture.

He walked over and asked softly, "Are you asleep?"

Meng Liyue said nothing.

In fact, from the movement of the quilt, one could tell she was awake.

He simply leaned over and pulled her into his arms with the blanket: "Why, you don't even care about your husband?"