Chapter 530

Chapter 530: Overwhelming Pressure

“Make way! Make way!”

A voice that Lin Mo was somewhat familiar with boomed in the cabin aisle, echoing loudly enough for nearly everyone in the plane to hear. A man was pushing his way down the narrow aisle, ignoring the complaints of other passengers and the repeated reminders from the flight attendant to maintain order.

“What’s the rush?”

“Why are you causing chaos? Can’t you see others haven’t even sat down?”

“Please pay attention to safety and don’t shove.”

“Get the hell out of my way…” White Wolf was about to curse without holding back when he inadvertently locked eyes with a chilling gaze in the air.

Is it him?!

What bad luck! How could we be on the same flight? Truly, it’s a case of not gathering unless we’re sworn enemies.

White Wolf’s confidence instantly crumbled, and his voice dropped immediately. That guy was staring at him with what seemed like ill intentions.

Alright, he wouldn’t make things difficult for himself. The sooner he got to his destination, the sooner he could complete his mission and head home. He thought, damn, the farther he could stay away from that terrifying person, the better.

After Lin Mo glanced over the cabin, order quickly returned.

White Wolf shrank his head and obediently followed the crowd to find his seat.

Alongside him were not only his mentor but also notable figures from the aviation industry. As a soldier, even as an Air Knight, Lin Mo felt it was his duty to ensure everyone’s safety. If necessary, he wouldn’t hesitate to use violence.

As a member of the Night Special Forces, he possessed enough extrajudicial immunity; Special Forces operatives were tasked with assassinating threats, and not bullying others was already enough for them to be thankful.

…

Qi Fei dragged her heavy luggage onto the plane. She was leading a team to America for new business but had encountered unexpected delays at the airport, almost missing this flight.

Fortunately, the captain waited an extra minute; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Following her was her assistant, Yang Zhenwen, who, while boarding, kept turning back to sternly warn two lowly head-bowing employees behind him who didn’t dare speak. His harsh voice echoed throughout the cabin:

“What were you two thinking? Is buying something really worth wasting so much time? We searched for so long and almost missed the plane! The company brought you out because we valued you, but your performance is so disappointing. If this delays our plans and costs the company losses, you won’t be able to bear it. If this happens again, write your resignation willingly; we don’t need irresponsible employees!”

Yang Zhenwen’s tone grew harsher, and the two offending employees had red eyes, tears streaming down their cheeks. If they weren’t already on the plane, they would have turned and run, too embarrassed to face anyone.

Nowadays, the young people are increasingly unreliable, with no sense of responsibility, just focusing on their own fun, neglecting their work. They spent so long shopping at the airport that if Yang Zhenwen and a few employees hadn’t gone to look for them, those two blunderers would likely have been left stranded at the airport.

Yang Zhenwen was very dissatisfied with the quality of his employees. With this work ethic, how could they perform their tasks properly? They would only drag the company down, bringing shame to it.

“Alright, Assistant Yang! A lesson is enough! Young people make mistakes, and God forgives, but you must never make the same mistake again.”

Qi Fei sighed with relief when she found those two employees; at least they hadn’t delayed things.

Going abroad is never easy, needing to handle visas, interviews at embassies, and running around, which could easily take at least half a month. Moreover, the costs abroad are high, and hiring overseas workers is even costlier. It’s impossible to take the whole company, so every person going abroad has to carry several others’ responsibilities. Losing just one person would impose a significant cost on the company, not to mention the wasted ticket fare, as flights from China to America are far from cheap.

“These newcomers really need discipline!”

Yang Zhenwen finally simmered down, glaring harshly at the two employees. As an assistant, he had to show more responsibility. If Qi Fei hadn’t been present, he might have outright fired them at the airport.

Finding her boarding pass quickly, Qi Fei located her seat. She placed her backpack in the overhead compartment and began to push her suitcase in. However, the suitcase was too heavy; after several attempts, she still couldn’t get it to fit. Just as she was about to call for help, a pair of hands landed on her suitcase.

The heavy suitcase suddenly felt weightless, as if it had become as light as a feather. Qi Fei easily pushed it into place.

“Thank you…” she automatically blurted out. But as she looked up, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she gasped, “You, you…” She was so surprised she could hardly speak.

She actually saw Lin Mo on the plane! She pinched herself, and it didn’t hurt—yep, this must be a dream.

“What are you pinching me for?” Lin Mo said helplessly, wondering why she was acting so strange.

“Ah? Oh! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Qi Fei’s face turned slightly red as she realized she had unintentionally pinched him. But Lin Mo’s unmistakable voice confirmed that this was no dream.

“What a coincidence! Captain!” Lin Mo smiled slightly, habitually calling Qi Fei "Captain," a remnant of their past cosplay activities.

“How did you end up here?”

Qi Fei still found it hard to believe that such a coincidence could happen. This was a flight to America, not a commercial airline! She discreetly pinched herself again, and it hurt—so she definitely wasn’t dreaming.

Seeing Qi Fei again, Lin Mo noticed that she seemed more composed than before. Perhaps her high position and experiences in society had mellowed her once fiery temperament.

Behind Qi Fei, Yang Zhenwen looked ready to explode from anger, but the two of them remained completely oblivious to his presence.

“Going abroad to collect debts!” Lin Mo casually stated. Their identities and travel plans were confidential; even the airport’s passenger list used false information. Only authorized individuals could access the real list.

A little concealed in the wilderness, a lot concealed in the city; they didn’t seek special treatment. Traveling like ordinary civilians on a commercial flight was the true way to remain safe. If they chartered a plane, it would be too obvious a target.

Divided actions wouldn’t be conducive to management and would disperse their protective power, making them vulnerable to attacks.

“Collect debts? Aren’t you a pilot? How did that turn into collecting debts? And you still won’t tell me the truth?!”

The clever Qi Fei didn’t believe him, shaking her small fist in front of Lin Mo as a threat.

Since graduating, this old classmate had become mysterious, always appearing and disappearing like a mythical dragon. This made things quite frustrating. Her parents occasionally asked about the young man she brought home that night, and she always found it hard to answer. Calling Lin Mo’s phone always resulted in it being turned off; she had no idea where he had flown off to.

“Really, someone owes me money, and I’m going to America to collect it!”

Lin Mo spread his hands open, uttering a half-true statement.

“Who’s the unlucky one who owes you money? You could just fly there and blow him up instead.”

“I’d be happy to do it, but it’s too far. I can only take a commercial flight. If he really doesn’t pay his debt, like you said, I will blow him up.”

Lin Mo’s words sparked light laughter from those around them, many of whom were experts from the aviation industry and recognized Yan Guoqiang’s top disciple. They found the exchange amusing and couldn’t help but chuckle.

“After all this, who exactly is it? Such bad luck!”

Hearing the laughter, Qi Fei’s face flushed, and she pressed Lin Mo to tell her who this unlucky person was. Not believing his words, she turned to her assistant Yang Zhenwen and gave him a meaningful glance, pointing towards the few empty seats further back in the cabin.

“Hurry up, don’t just stand there!”

Yang Zhenwen had meticulously arranged his seat next to Qi Fei when buying tickets, but now it seemed he was simply providing a spot for someone else. He felt frustrated and sent a hostile glare at Lin Mo, whom he regarded as a thorn in his side, feeling quite annoyed as he trudged towards the back of the plane.

He had come to understand the temperament of this general manager’s daughter.

She was decisive and did not waste time; when she turned against someone, it could lead to getting fired instantly if he crossed the line.

Having barely landed a position as an assistant, he didn’t want to risk getting fired and having to find another job, likely starting from the bottom again and being bossed around. It was much better being a general manager’s assistant with some authority.

“Come on, sit down! You’ve been gone so long without even giving me a call. Confess, do you have a special someone?”

Without letting him respond, Qi Fei pushed Lin Mo down into a seat, clearly pushing for an answer.

Lin Mo felt anxious. Everyone was making assumptions about him despite having no connections; how could he answer them? He chuckled awkwardly and replied, “No way! Work has been busy lately, and I’ve been traveling a lot. I barely have time for anything else.”

His expression was calm, almost like a serene monk, observing calmly without revealing any hint of his thoughts.

“Hmm, I don’t believe you! You must have a crush on some soldier girl!”

“No, no! Absolutely no soldier girl! I swear!” Lin Mo hastily protested. He spent only half his time at the base; nearly half was spent traveling for work, or in the air. How could he even think about getting involved with someone at the base?

“Hmm! If you do start seeing someone, you’d better tell me first!”

Qi Fei glared at Lin Mo fiercely.

“Why?” Lin Mo asked, puzzled by Qi Fei’s thoughts, which were so hard to guess.

“Because I would be the one to dump you!” Qi Fei grinned, showing her white teeth. “Do you expect me to wait for you to dump me? That would be so embarrassing for me!” The veins on her white hand slightly bulged, revealing her conflicting feelings.

“Ugh…” So this was the mind of a designer! Lin Mo felt overwhelmed by the pressure.