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Chapter 0107
Chapter 0107
In the video…
Perhaps it was the fatigue of recent days that slowed Madison’s
reactions, as she lay on the bed murmuring in a tender voice, “Kiss me, will you?”
Surprised by her request, Ethan didn’t respond immediately,
prompting Madison to assume he was reluctant.
And rightly so-after all, it was a bit childish for Ethan, the big boss, to
blow a kiss to the camera.
“I’m sleepy, I’ll just…”
“Smack.”
A sudden kiss sounded.
It shocked Madison and made the executives in the conference room
widen their eyes in disbelief.
Even William, taken aback by what had just transpired, cleared his throat to remind them, “It’s quite normal for young people, no need t
make a fuss.”
While such behavior might indeed be common, it was astounding to see it from their chairman!
Rising from his seat and signaling for the meeting to continue, Ethan, phone in hand and enduring the room’s buzzing gossip, strolled leisurely out of the conference room
Back in his office, he turned to the still-dazed woman on the screen,” Did you hear that?”
“Hear what?” Madison’s ears were still tingling from the surprise.
Ethan frowned, and as she watched in astonishment, he leaned in close to the camera once more and blew another kiss.
“Smack.”
The crisp sound echoed as he blew her a second kiss through the
screen.
“Are you not embarrassed?” Madison asked, somewhat dazed.
Ethan prepared to light a cigarette without haste and replied with a smile, “What’s there to be shy about? It’s not like we haven’t kissed
before.”
With a flick of his lighter, the cigarette was lit, illuminating the woman’s eyes on the other side of the screen.
She couldn’t help herself, “Ethan, I think I’m starting to miss you.”
The words barely left her lips when Madison saw Ethan’s gaze shift closer, as if piercing through the screen directly to her heart.
His voice, teasing and a touch improper, resonated deeply, “Miss me? For what?”
Madison hurriedly placed the phone on the bed and blurted out, “I’m sleepy; I need to rest now. Goodnight.”
The video call ended abruptly, leaving Ethan staring at the screen for a long time before he began to chuckle softly.
His girl said she missed him.
How rare.
Indeed, recent days had been exceedingly busy for Ethan.
Within a week, he had flown abroad twice, meeting with other
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countries’ civil aviation chairmen and engaging in various banquets and social events.
Amid the clinking of glasses, he had negotiated one deal after another.
Despite his globetrotting schedule, he never failed to update his girlfriend about his whereabouts.
Furthermore, Ethan was currently facing a deluge of public opinion online.
News about the upcoming International Civil Aviation Flight Show had gone viral, stoking heated discussions among netizens.
Mukino Airlines had been trending on social media for five whole days, with netizens tagging Ethan’s account, questioning whether team had the confidence to win the championship since they had never clinched the title before.
To this, Ethan had no response.
His social media account was pristine, devoid of even promotiona material for his company’s flights.
Many netizens believed the account was a fake, despite the verified badge and its million-plus followers.
Today, Michael arrived just in time for work.
“The soon-to-be-retired attorney, what brings you here?” Ethan glanced at him.
Michael responded with a grin, “What grudges do you hold? Haven’t I resigned?”
He shamelessly took a seat, “Madison ends her training tonight and will fly to country Y tomorrow afternoon to draw for the performance assignments. The competition starts three days after. Are you
planning to go?”
Ethan fell silent.
Truth be told, he didn’t want to go.
He feared that watching Madison fly would be too much to bear, stirring anxiety and concern.
Seeing him remain quiet, Michael coaxed, “Don’t you want to witness Captain Madison’s performance?”
Ethan put down his pen, “I’m still unsure about the specific events of this year’s competition.”
The details of the team’s training and rehearsal were only for the final group performance, and nobody knew the exact requirements.
Even Coach Gao was uncertain.
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Ethan’s brow furrowed as he immediately logged onto the official
website to snag a ticket.
“Here.”
A ticket materialized before him, and Ethan looked up.
Michael, with a triumphant smile, produced another ticket, “I bought them in advance. Let’s go together, buddy.”
The global interest was surprisingly intense.
Madison, along with the others, left the training base after another rigorous day.
A few internet-savvy pilots commented, “The hype is high, but according to real-time global polls, not many are rooting for us.”
Indeed, they had never secured a first-place finish before.
Madison, not particularly enthused, prepared to part ways with
everyone.
“That car…”
One Mukino Airlines pilot noted, “Is that President Grant’s car?”
Madison quickly looked over.
The luxury vehicle with the license plate SONG A-8000 silently stopped in front of them.
William stepped out of the passenger side, and the others respectfully nodded, “Secretary Bai.”
William smiled, his gaze landing on Madison, “Captain Madison, President Grant has requested you to come to the office to discuss. matters concerning the competition. If you would, please.”
Surrounded by envious and speculative looks, Madison took a deep breath and responded with a smile, “Of course.”
She bid farewell to her pilot comrades of the past several days and swiftly got into the car.
Though their glimpse was brief, and despite Madison’s quick
movements, their eagle eyes caught a glimpse of a pair of legs clad in a black suit.
A man!!!
There was no need to ask; it was undoubtedly the chairman of Mukino Airlines!!!
Oh my!
“Hey, Brian,” one pilot immediately pestered the old Song, “your Chairman Grant and Captain Madison are close, right?”
Brian played dumb, “If they were close, wouldn’t she have been fired
already?”
The implication was clear: it was merely the relationship between a boss and an employee, so cool it with the gossip.
But they didn’t buy it!
Last time, President Grant came by and only greeted Madison. Now he had personally come to pick her up; what employee ever had such privilege?
While they had come to respect Madison’s talent and ability over the days of training…
Inside the luxury car…
After Madison got in, William promptly raised the privacy screen between the front and back seats.
Madison then inquired, “How come you’re here?”
Ethan set aside what he was working on, shifting slightly to pull her into an unexpected embrace.
As she pressed against his cheek, she heard him say, “Didn’t you tell me you missed me? So I wanted you to see me first thing.”
Her lips pursed, and a smile crept onto her face.
Ethan released her, tilting his head slightly, “Rest tonight; tomorrow afternoon we fly to country Y. Nervous?”
Instead of answering, Madison seemed to recall something, “I
happened to catch a glimpse online… there was a lot of criticism. Did something happen?”
Ethan appeared unfazed, his smile lazy, “Just some people unhappy that Mukino Airlines leads the team. A few sarcastic remarks.”
Online, some voices were harshly critical, saying Mukino International was punching above its weight, with words too harsh to bear.
The criticism was already fierce, even before the competition began. If they lost, the vitriol would surely become even more filthy and unbearable.
Ethan was about to reassure her not to be too nervous when she suddenly grasped his hand.
He paused, taken aback.
Madison’s eyes held no trace of fear or nervousness, only a hint of emerging confidence and the awakening of strength-
“I will make those who insult you shut their mouths.”
The smile on Ethan’s lips froze, his heart thundering with the impact.