Seeing everyone talking at once, the scene of Wang Sheng showing them his credentials flashed through Zhao Qiming's mind.
Although the credentials belonged only to Wang Sheng, it was precisely because of this that Zhao Qiming looked at Jiang Cheng with even more respect.
He had been in this position for many years and had received countless wealthy people.
Jiang Cheng was not the most distinguished person he had ever received.
Zhao Qiming knew very well that many rich people's Bodyguards were retired from the military.
However, the credentials Wang Sheng held were not a discharge certificate, but a special certificate that was still valid.
It was precisely this active duty certificate that shocked Zhao Qiming greatly.
One must know that, logically, it was impossible for someone with Wang Sheng's status to stay by Jiang Cheng's side as a Bodyguard.
To be precise, it wasn't that it was impossible, but rather that according to the rules, it was absolutely forbidden.
Unless Jiang Cheng's identity was extremely special—so special that he needed someone with such a unique status assigned to him.
"He... President Jiang... Sigh, he is the boss of Xingchen Investment and an important client of our airline," Zhao Qiming said somewhat hesitantly.
Staring at Zhao Qiming's hesitant expression, everyone present clearly didn't believe him.
"Is that all? Isn't he some kind of special talent?"
"That's not right. His Bodyguard even pulled out credentials, and you're saying he's just a company boss."
"Exactly, Manager Zhao, you must be joking. Leaving such a dangerous situation to be handled by the boss of an investment company—how are we supposed to explain this to the company..."
"Exactly. Fortunately, his commands were correct. If there had been a mistake, all of us might have been held collectively responsible for dereliction of duty, or even faced collective charges."
The questioning voices of the crowd surged like a tide, making Zhao Qiming feel a bit overwhelmed.
Seeing that the group was clamoring and wouldn't let him leave, Zhao Qiming immediately waved his hand to signal them to relax.
"Rest assured, I was present this time, so your Emergency Command Room definitely bears no responsibility. As for President Jiang's commands, I will personally explain that situation for you. Don't pry so much—you shouldn't ask about things you're not supposed to know, understand?"
There was a trace of unquestionable authority in Zhao Qiming's voice, and his eyes revealed an aura that brooked no defiance.
Seeing that everyone was cowed by his words, Zhao Qiming immediately took the opportunity to quickly leave the Emergency Command Center and run toward the area where the passengers were disembarking.
By this time, Jiang Cheng, with Wang Sheng and the others, had already arrived beside the plane.
After the plane came to a complete stop, the cabin door slowly opened.
The panicked passengers were like a fire being lit, instantly swarming out in a frenzy.
Even though the flight crew kept holding megaphones,
shouting themselves hoarse to direct the order of disembarkation,
their voices seemed so weak and powerless in the noisy scene.
After all, having experienced this sudden and soul-stirring crisis, the fear in everyone's hearts had long since overcome the constraints of personal conduct.
Faces filled with the relief of survival and lingering fear had only one thought now: to quickly escape this plane that had nearly become a death trap.
The scene was in total chaos; no one paid any attention to lining up.
People pushed and shoved, their shouts and cries intertwining in a chaotic mess like a boiling pot.
What's more, most passengers didn't even bother to take their suitcases; they got off the plane and ran like startled birds, as if demons were still chasing them from behind.
Zhao Qiming, who had followed, searched anxiously through the crowd and soon spotted Jiang Cheng's tall and steady figure at a glance.
Seeing the chaotic scene and that the first-class cabin door had still not opened,
Zhao Qiming's face was clearly filled with an anxiety even more intense than Jiang Cheng's.
The veins on his forehead bulged slightly, and he gripped the megaphone tightly with both hands.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Why hasn't the first-class cabin opened yet? Quick, open it!" His voice carried a hint of trembling and urgency.
After shouting, Zhao Qiming immediately turned his head, his face instantly piling up with a fawning smile as he spoke to Jiang Cheng.
"President Jiang, it's all thanks to you this time! At the critical moment, you turned the tide, allowing the passengers on this plane to land safely. Rest assured, the safety measures in first class are much better than in economy; Miss Zhou will certainly be safe and sound."
At this moment, Zhao Qiming's posture was even lower as he followed closely by Jiang Cheng's side, his fawning manner even more pronounced than when he first received Jiang Cheng.
His body leaned slightly forward, his head instinctively tilting toward Jiang Cheng, and his eyes remained fixed on him.
His gaze was full of awe and flattery, like an overly loyal servant waiting for his master's orders and favor at any moment.
Jiang Cheng's brows were furrowed, and he was full of worry; he had no inclination at all to pay attention to Zhao Qiming's deliberate fawning.
He waved his hand slightly and said with a hint of reproach and impatience, "Manager Zhao, after such a major incident, you still have the mind to direct traffic here?"
His voice was cold, seemingly able to pierce through the noisy scene and reach the bottom of Zhao Qiming's heart.
Zhao Qiming understood immediately, and his face instantly changed to a mournful expression, his voice trembling with fear as he spoke.
"You are right. A call has already been made to the Aviation Bureau, and we have established a dedicated investigation team immediately to thoroughly investigate this oversight. All procedures are being arranged in an intense and orderly manner; there won't be the slightest slackening, and we will certainly give you a satisfactory account."
As he spoke, he wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead with his hand, his eyes full of apprehension toward Jiang Cheng.