After saying this, Jiang Cheng was still staring at Zhao Yihan.
But he didn't speak.
Looking at Jiang Cheng's eyes, Zhao Yihan's nose immediately stung.
Although she knew she might not hold much weight in Jiang Cheng's heart.
Jiang Cheng might just be using her as a tool for his desires.
Even Jiang Cheng's affection for her was limited to when they were intimate.
But in her heart, she had long considered Jiang Cheng her man.
After all, Jiang Cheng not only held immense power, but he was also incredibly strong.
Any woman who could get with such a man would, she believed, unilaterally consider him her own.
So at this moment, seeing Jiang Cheng, she couldn't help but feel a desire for her man to protect her.
She even started to cry uncontrollably the moment Jiang Cheng looked at her.
"It's... it's the old leader from China Eastern Airlines. When I transferred here, he asked me to'show some sincerity,' saying he'd help make my file look good, but I didn't agree. Now he's deliberately holding me back. Last month's performance bonus, he said my 'transfer procedures were incomplete,' and deducted half; yesterday he called again, saying there were 'omissions' in my previous flight records and told me to go back and Supplementary materials (make up materials), but that would take two days round trip, so I couldn't make today's flight..."
Her voice grew hoarser as she spoke, and her head drooped even lower: "I explained to him, but he said, 'If you don't want to go back, then don't ask for the bonus, and don't occupy a private jet slot. If you want to stay in a big city, you have to understand the rules'..."
Hearing this, Chen Jiaxue, for once, felt indignant for her.
"Before, a sister of mine transferred from a second-tier city and was also held up by an old leader, who called it 'talent drain,' but he just wanted to get some benefits! She ignored him in the end, and then she was transferred to Guangzhou, where he held up her bonus again. Finally, she had to pay two thousand yuan to resolve it!"
"What is this bonus?" Jiang Cheng asked.
Chen Jiaxue explained: "For those of us in aviation, our salary is divided into a fixed salary and a variable bonus. The bonus is the 'flight bonus' calculated based on the number of flights and hours we work each month. For those of us who fly private jets, a short-haul flight pays at least two hundred, and a long-haul can be up to five hundred. If you fly twenty times a month, you can get almost four thousand."
"Also, for private jet service, there's an additional 'position allowance' of fifteen hundred yuan fixed every month. These two add up to about five thousand five hundred. My sister was like that; her performance was all up to standard, but because she didn't'show sincerity' to the old leader, he made up excuses like 'flawed flight records' and deducted half of her five thousand-plus bonus, only giving her two thousand five hundred. In the end, she had no choice but to pay two thousand yuan, and only then was the remaining bonus fully paid."
After hearing the explanation, Jiang Cheng nodded and picked up his phone to call Zhao Qiming.
A few seconds later, the call connected.
Zhao Qiming asked with a hint of nervousness, "Hello, Young Master Jiang, are you looking for me?"
Noticing Zhao Qiming's nervousness, Jiang Cheng replied with a smile, "Old Zhao, why do you seem so nervous?"
Seeing that Jiang Cheng didn't mention anything about a plane crash, Zhao Qiming secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ever since the last plane nearly crashed, not only did the passengers on that flight suffer from some post-traumatic stress disorder, but even he experienced recurring mental after-effects of trauma.
In the past, the moment he received a call from Jiang Cheng, he would have been happy and excited.
But now, his first thought was: Jiang Cheng's plane just took off, could there be a problem?
Zhao Qiming gave an awkward laugh: "No, no, Young Master Jiang, I just dealt with something and haven't recovered yet."
"No way, is your airport safe or not? First an accident, then workplace bullying."
Zhao Qiming was stunned for a moment: "Workplace bullying? Young Master Jiang, please don't misunderstand, I treat my subordinates very well. There's no such thing as using power for personal gain or trading power for sex; absolutely not."
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One sentence could lead to so many implications; this sounded a bit like 'protesting too much'.
"Old Zhao, relax, I'm naturally not talking about you. Zhao Yihan said she was held up by her leader for her bonus. Have China Eastern Airlines transfer all of Zhao Yihan's files and records to me, within half an hour."
Jiaxue quietly held her breath beside him, feeling that Jiang Cheng's casual ruthlessness was more intimidating than when he was angry, making people dare not speak further.
And Zhao Yihan, looking at the man's deep eyes, felt a sudden surge of warmth in her heart, even though the sting in her nose hadn't subsided, and her tears stopped.
So, Jiang Cheng was standing up for her?
Zhao Qiming on the other end of the phone was stunned for several seconds.
Zhao Qiming naturally knew all the information and personnel on this plane.
From the several times Jiang Cheng had specifically requested Chen Jiaxue and Zhao Yihan, Zhao Qiming knew these two women were Jiang Cheng's.
That's why when Jiang Cheng and Zhou Ying came last time, Zhao Qiming specifically arranged some high-charm flight attendants from his side to greet Jiang Cheng.
Unfortunately, Jiang Cheng happened to be with Zhou Ying.
Having learned his lesson last time, he didn't dare to arrange anyone today.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng came alone today.
Zhao Qiming's knuckles tightened around the phone instantly, and even his breathing became lighter.
He knew very well that Jiang Cheng's words seemed like an instruction.
He didn't say anything about punishing the leader who withheld the bonus.
But even though he didn't say it, Zhao Qiming knew, wasn't this testing his execution?
Zhao Qiming's voice was filled with undisguised eagerness, mixed with a hint of urgency, fearing he might mess things up.
"Young Master Jiang, please rest assured! This matter is absolutely no problem if you leave it to me! I'll call China Eastern Airlines' General Manager directly right now and have them pull up all of Miss Zhao Yihan's files, flight records, and performance details."
He paused, then quickly added, as if to show his loyalty: "As for that leader who withheld the bonus, you don't need to worry! I'll have China Eastern Airlines investigate immediately. No matter who he is, he must fully compensate Miss Zhao for the deducted bonus today and personally apologize! If he dares to say 'no,' I'll contact their headquarters directly and ensure he doesn't have to come to work tomorrow! How does that sound to you?"
As he spoke, he was already reaching for the Internal Directory on his desk, afraid that even a moment's delay would displease Jiang Cheng.
After all, opportunities to impress Jiang Cheng were rare. If this matter was handled well, his influence at the airport might become even more secure.
After hanging up the phone, seeing Zhao Yihan still wiping away tears, Jiang Cheng spoke, "Why are you still crying? Following me, is a few thousand yuan worth it?"