He was seen swaggering as usual, straightening his back and standing with hands on his hips, striking an arrogant pose as if he were pointing out the flaws of the world and looking down on everyone.
He pointed his finger at Wang Qing and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Your airline's service is no good! And pay attention to your appearance. Look at her, wearing a mask—what's that about? I told her to take it off and she wouldn't. Do I have to reach out and rip it off myself?"
Hearing this, Wang Qing felt it was somewhat baffling, but she remained patient and tried her best to explain calmly.
"Wearing masks while serving meals has always been our employee standard; it is not a matter of differential treatment towards you."
After Wang Qing finished speaking, the bullet chat started floating up again.
"Wow, although this woman looks to be in her 30s, her figure is incredibly hot."
"The temptation of a young married woman; she looks like she's begging for it."
"Damn, Mouse, she actually talked back. Screw her."
"It's starting, it's starting! Waiting for Brother Mouse's performance."
...Seeing the sugar daddies speak up, the slightly chubby middle-aged man immediately flared up like a powder keg. He raised his voice and shouted back, "You dare talk back? This is China Eastern Airlines' service attitude? This is how you act while I'm live-streaming? If I wasn't streaming, would your attitude be even worse? Let me tell you, what did I get this Platinum Card for? It was to buy your service..."
Seeing the middle-aged man being so unreasonably nitpicky and looking for trouble,
even the usually gentle and quiet Wang Yuyan couldn't help but frown slightly, a hint of dissatisfaction and helplessness appearing in her eyes.
As someone also in the service industry, she had actually encountered such things back at the Luxury Hotel.
Although most of the guests she dealt with on a daily basis were reasonable and polite,
there were always a few eccentric and difficult customers every year.
Generally, guests who intentionally made things difficult fell into two categories.
One type was purely ill-intentioned, wanting to take the opportunity to gain some small advantage.
But once their attempts failed, they would become like this middle-aged man before her, turning petty and finding fault with everything out of embarrassment and anger.
The other type would trouble the Waitress with various excuses, aiming for a discount or even a free bill.
There was also another kind: with the booming development of short-form video platforms, some so-called Internet Celebrities became increasingly arrogant and unbridled in seeking trouble, relying on the threat of 'online exposure.'
Noticing the strange expression on Wang Yuyan's face, Jiang Cheng asked, "What's wrong?"
Wang Yuyan shook her head gently and said slowly, "That man—I've seen him online. He's an Internet Celebrity with a million followers who specializes in filming Aviation Reviews."
"Aviation Reviews?"
Wang Yuyan nodded. "He reviews various services of airlines, but I think he's not reviewing at all; he's just nitpicking. If you watch his videos, you'll see he starts cursing people as soon as he enters the airport."
"Just for that? And he can have a million followers?"
Wang Yuyan nodded slightly and continued explaining, "Yeah, I think it's simply ridiculous."
Jiang Cheng turned his head to take a look.
He didn't expect such monsters to exist on TikTok.
Wang Qing's face was full of anxiety as she unconsciously gestured with her hands, constantly explaining to the other party, "No, you've misunderstood..."
However, the other party didn't listen to her explanation at all. He glared with wide eyes and questioned, "Misunderstood what? Also, why have I seen you serving those guests over there ever since I arrived, instead of serving me? Are you practicing differential treatment?"
Hearing this interrogation, Wang Qing's heart instantly jumped into her throat, and her heartbeat grew more rapid.
She stole a glance in Jiang Cheng's direction, secretly lamenting her bad luck.
It was true; she was indeed practicing differential treatment.
But there was a reason for it.
Jiang Cheng was no ordinary customer; his status and position were far beyond what the man in front of her could compare to.
But now this man was live-streaming. If these issues weren't handled well and someone with ill intentions made a video and posted it online,
once it caused a negative impact on China Eastern Airlines' reputation, her hard-won job would likely be lost.
Wang Qing hurried to shake her head and deny it. "No, whether it's an ordinary customer or a VIP customer, we treat everyone equally here."
"Bullshit! I'm being served by ordinary ground staff, while you, a manager, are standing over there serving them. And you still say there's no differential treatment?"
Jiang Cheng originally hadn't intended to meddle in this business, but at that moment, the middle-aged man's camera lens was actually aimed at him!
Jiang Cheng frowned and tilted his chin toward Wang Sheng, who was standing to the side.
Seeing this, Wang Sheng immediately strode over.
He extended his thick, powerful arm like a shield and, with a sudden sweep, firmly blocked the camera. "Excuse me, please do not film in this direction."
When the man saw this, he instantly flew into a rage and bounded up from his seat.
He glared and roared, "Why can't I film? I'll film wherever I want! What's the matter? Not only are you giving special treatment, but now you won't even allow me to film normally? Hmph, the airport authorities haven't even said anything yet. Get your hand off me right now!"
Not only did he not restrain his arrogant behavior in the slightest, but he became even more aggressive.
He gripped his phone tightly with both hands and forcefully shoved the lens toward Jiang Cheng and the others.
He kept shouting, "I want to see exactly how you China Eastern Airlines practice differential treatment! Did you guys see that? How many ground staff are standing by those two? And on my side, there's only one, and she's even wearing a mask!"
Jiang Cheng's originally calm eyes became increasingly cold, as if they could condense into frost.
Seeing this, Wang Sheng didn't hesitate to step forward. With lightning speed, he snatched the phone from the man's hand and decisively pressed the power button, instantly shutting down the ongoing live stream.
This series of movements, as smooth as a sudden storm, left the man momentarily stunned.
However, just a moment later, he snapped back to his senses as if waking from a dream, and then completely lost his temper like an enraged beast.
"What's going on? Give me back my phone! I'm calling the police! What's the meaning of this? Bullying people with your power?"
The man roared at the top of his lungs while reaching out to try and snatch his phone back.
Obviously, his attempts to grab it were completely useless in front of the 182cm-tall Wang Sheng.
It was a stark contrast to his previous smug and overbearing appearance when he was making things difficult for Wang Qing and the other girl.
At this moment, he was clutching Wang Sheng's clothes and stomping his feet desperately, trying to snatch the phone, but the sight was incredibly comical and ridiculous.
This wretched yet arrogant appearance made the surrounding staff and other passengers unable to help but chuckle secretly.
Seeing that he couldn't grab the phone no matter what, the middle-aged man flew into a rage and turned his spearhead toward Wang Qing.
He shouted exasperatedly, "This is how your airline's service works—just watching me be toyed with, right? I'm definitely going to sue you and expose you! Just you wait!"
Seeing that he was no longer live-streaming, Wang Qing was no longer as polite as before.
She knew very well that with this kind of unreasonable guest, blind tolerance was useless. They would only take an inch and want a mile, treating others' tolerance as capital for further insolence and making even more harsh and unreasonable demands.
The middle-aged man didn't know Jiang Cheng's identity, but she certainly did.
Jiang Cheng was a guest of a much higher level than a Platinum member like him.
Otherwise, why would she be bringing so many people to serve Jiang Cheng?
Wang Qing spoke with a face full of perfunctory effort, "Sir, we can talk things over slowly. Please calm down and sit here for a while. Besides, it was indeed inappropriate for you to point your camera at other people during your live stream."
Seeing Wang Qing's attitude take a 180-degree turn,
the middle-aged man was first stunned, then showed a look of sudden realization and shouted, "Good, fine! I just stopped filming and you immediately changed your face! I'm telling you, help me call the police right now! I want to report this!"
After speaking, he turned to glare at Wang Sheng and questioned aggressively, "Hey, who exactly are you? If you have the guts, tell me your name and ID number!"
Facing the middle-aged man's interrogation, Wang Sheng stared at him expressionlessly and responded coldly, "I didn't bring my ID."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man immediately became furious and roared, "What? You didn't bring your ID? Does that mean you don't even count as a person?"
As soon as he finished speaking, for some unknown reason, the middle-aged man suddenly felt an inexplicable chill surge up his spine.
Looking up, he saw Wang Sheng's eyes, wide as copper bells, flashing with a murderous cold light as he stared him down.
He couldn't help but shudder.
Wang Sheng was no ordinary retired soldier; he was a member of a special branch who had emerged from countless life-and-death special missions.
When he wasn't by Jiang Cheng's side, the murderous aura he had accumulated was already beyond count, making people tremble with fear.
He had only restrained himself slightly since following Jiang Cheng.
But at this moment, when he heard the other party say those words, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited. His entire body's murderous aura erupted like a volcano, filling the entire space.
Faced with such terrifying pressure, how could a person who bullied the weak and feared the strong like him possibly endure it?
The middle-aged man felt his legs go weak, a chill went from his spine straight to his head, and he instantly felt like retreating.
In sharp contrast to the panic and confusion on the faces of the staff present, Jiang Cheng appeared exceptionally calm and composed.
He curled the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile, not even bothering to say a single harsh word.
He casually instructed Wang Sheng, "If he wants to call the police, then help him call."
It was as if this matter were nothing more than a trivial trifle to him.
Wang Sheng immediately understood Jiang Cheng's meaning upon hearing this, and he walked out with the phone.
Seeing his phone being taken away directly by Wang Sheng, the middle-aged man finally reacted. Out of anger, he was about to step forward to give chase.
However, before he could take two steps, two tall Bodyguards dressed in black suits and wearing sunglasses suddenly appeared out of nowhere, blocking his path like two black shadows.
Looking at these two imposing Bodyguards, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be startled.
At this point, he finally began to realize that things didn't seem so simple, and an ominous feeling flooded his heart.
In all his time live-streaming, this was the first time he had kicked a steel plate.
In previous live streams, there had been cases where passersby stood up to voice their grievances for the service staff.
But every time, he was able to rely on his silver tongue and unreasonableness to successfully silence the other party, even hurling insults back at them.
After all, he was just nitpicking, or at most insulting them.
This kind of behavior didn't break the law, so others had no way of dealing with him.
These conflicts could even create topics and drive traffic to his live-streaming room.
But today's situation was clearly very different. This sudden turn of events made even this habitually arrogant man feel a bit flustered.
But now, he couldn't even start his live stream and was being blocked here. More importantly, seeing the other party's cold and calm expression, it seemed they weren't afraid of him making a scene at all, let alone him calling the police.
With so many Bodyguards around, he looked like a Second-generation rich.
Seeing the middle-aged man staring at him, Jiang Cheng asked, "A big TikTok Streamer, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely arrogant look instantly surfaced on the man's face, and he nodded without hesitation. "That's right, but not just TikTok. I'm 'Mouse Line.' My follower count has already surpassed a million. I've already introduced myself; what about you? Do you dare to say your name?"
"My name is Jiang Cheng."
Upon hearing this name, the Streamer calling himself 'Mouse Line' narrowed his eyes slightly and sized Jiang Cheng up. "Jiang Cheng. A young man, a Second-generation rich, right? Using your privileges? You'd better not mess with me. If you push me too far, I can expose anything."
"Do you think you need the platform, or does the platform need you?"
As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat.
He instantly understood the deep meaning in Jiang Cheng's words.
Today's TikTok, Live Streaming Platform, and Fierce Cat were the undisputed big three of the live-streaming world.
They possessed the most massive traffic resources and naturally attracted countless top-tier Streamers.
They certainly didn't lack big Streamers.
Instead, it was people like him who relied on the platform's traffic to make money.
But soon, he threw that worry to the back of his mind.
"I've encountered plenty of people with privileges like yours. Over the years, many people have wanted to take me down, but truly no one has been able to do anything to me. Let me tell you, I don't just have an account on TikTok; I have accounts on Live Streaming Platform and even Fierce Cat. They're all called 'Mouse Line.' How about you search for me and give me a follow?"