"What the hell is going on?" The flight attendant walked to the flight attendant named Yila, looked at the scattered drink box on the dining car and the yellow orange juice on the man's clothes standing by the seat, and frowned, "Have you poured the drink on the guest?"

"No...no, flight attendant, the plane was bumping just now, and I accidentally fell down and splashed the drink on the gentleman's clothes..." As soon as Yila said this, she was interrupted by the flight attendant.

"No need to explain, it's wrong to sprinkle the drink on the passengers. It's useless to explain anything!" The flight attendant glared at Yila, turned around and smiled and said to the handsome man, "Sir, may I ask your surname? I'm really sorry, our flight attendant failed to fulfill your responsibilities. The airline will compensate you for all the losses you have suffered. If you have any requirements, the airline will try to satisfy it."

"Request? My request has been made with Miss Yila. If you don't have any other requests, you can't meet them!" The handsome man looked at Yila proudly and said to the flight attendant, "Don't have your surname Zheng, and your name is Zheng Youqing."

"Oh, Mr. Zheng, right? I don't know what your request is..." The flight attendant looked at Yila, who looked unnatural next to him, frowned and said dissatisfied, "Yila, why don't you talk about it quickly, what request did Mr. Zheng make?"

"He...he..."

"What are you doing hesitantly? Why don't you say anything if you have any requests? Do you really don't want to do it anymore?" The flight attendant scolded, "It's your fault that you pour the drinks on the passengers. Do you still think you have a reason? Tell me quickly!"

"He..." Yila hesitated for a long time, looked at Zheng Youqing's proud and obscene eyes, and couldn't help but clench her pink fist, and then continued. "He...he wants me to kiss...and kiss him...if I don't want him...he...he will ask me to compensate for a hundred pieces of this dress..."

"What?" The flight attendant was a little unbelievable. It was obvious that she was also frightened by Zheng Youqing's unreasonable request. "What a joke? The flight attendant is not a prostitute who sells laughter and body. He uses kisses to compensate passengers for the losses? Mr. Zheng, this is not in line with our regulations. Please respect yourself. If you want to compensate your clothes, the airline will pay the compensation."

"Yes. I'll ask for compensation of 100 sets of clothes. Otherwise, let this flight attendant named Yila leave your company and never be a flight attendant!" Zheng Youqing replied with a sneer, "I won't let her have such a good life if she dares to dip the juice on me!"

The flight attendant looked a little ugly. She looked at Yila and gritted her teeth and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, your request is too much. I think you can only compensate you with a set of clothes. We can't do other requests."

"Oh? Can't do it? Humph. It doesn't matter if you can't do it. I think your Korean Air Director Zhao will definitely agree to my request. By that time, I want to leave not only Yila, but you." Zheng Youqing's voice was cold and arrogant. The tone of his speech was completely unquestionable.

"Dr. Zhao?" The flight attendant did not react for a moment, and asked subconsciously, "Which Director Zhao are you talking about?"

"Which Director Zhao? Which other director Zhao can you have in Korean Air? Do you don't even recognize Korean Air Chairman Zhao Lianghao? Humph, don't you tell you that the seat I am now arranged by Zhao." Zheng Youqing said this and pointed at Yila. "She dyed the juice on my clothes. Today I must give me a satisfactory reply!"

Jiang Feng was obviously stunned when he heard Zheng Youqing's arrogant words. My goodness, this guy is really informative. What he said casually was the chairman of Korean Air. He was really shocked.

You know. There are not many airlines in South Korea, and Korean Air is the largest airline in South Korea, with assets of at least one trillion won! The chairman of such a large company was calm when Zheng Youqing mentioned it. It is obvious that Zheng Youqing not only knows it, but also is very familiar with it.

Without a strong background and backstage, Zheng Youqing dared to mention the name of the chairman of a large company with a total of hundreds of trillions of wons so easily? This is definitely impossible. No wonder other passengers mentioned the word "Three Star" in their whispers just now. It seems that Zheng Youqing's background must have a great background.

Originally, Jiang Feng wanted to help after hearing the name Yila, but now, he had to consider it again. The power of Samsung Group is too powerful in South Korea. There is a saying that Koreans have three things that cannot be avoided, death, tax payment and Samsung. This sentence is not a joke for Koreans, so you can imagine Samsung's influence in South Korea. Jiang Feng does not want to make a grudge with the senior executives of Samsung Group, at least in his current state, he does not want to offend him.

However, Jiang Feng still hates and hates Zheng Youqing's arrogance and domineeringness. He can bully people like this by relying on his tough background. This is simply a complete use of power for personal gain and power to suppress others. But whether he wants to take action is really a headache. Jiang Feng is not a fool or a nosy guy. There are too many unfair things in this world. Does anyone have to help everyone suffer? If that is the case, he will probably become the busiest person in the world.

Not to mention whether he helps or not, Jiang Feng is just an ordinary person. He may still have some skills in China, but this is South Korea, what can he be considered?

"It turns out to be Mr. Zhao's friend... I'm really embarrassed..." The flight attendant's face changed a few times, and then he smiled with difficulty, "Mr. Zheng, I promise that the company will deal with Iraq. As for your losses, Ira will compensate them all."

The 360-degree turn of the flight attendant's story made Yila suddenly look desperate. She obviously understood that her sacrifice was nothing to the airline in front of such a strong man. It was really too much to do something as simple as a juice splashing on her clothes.

But if it is too much, who dares to come forward and say something fair to her? In the face of power, all ethics and morals are nonsense.

"It's very simple to fire her. I said that I want her to compensate me for a hundred sets of clothes, otherwise, I would kiss me on my own initiative, and I could also pretend that nothing had happened." Zheng Youqing threatened Yila, and his coercion was already very obvious.

"No, you dream! Even if I kiss a pig, I won't kiss you! At worst, I will stop doing this job! I will definitely pay you a set of clothes, but you want a hundred sets? That's a dream!" Finally, Yila, who has been silent until now, burst into tears. She gritted her teeth and said, "Don't think that you can do whatever you have the power. People like you will definitely be retribution! Maybe I don't have any ability or ability, but I have my own dignity and will never be trampled on by anyone, and it won't work once!"

Jiang Feng looked at Yila at this moment. Her aura that was not afraid of power and refused to bow her head deeply shocked him at this moment. He finally couldn't help but stand up!

"It's good to say! People are poor and will never be poor. What people need to live must have backbone and dignity! Wealth cannot be lustful, poverty and humbleness cannot be moved, and power cannot be betrayed. Only then can we be a dignified person!" Jiang Feng stood up and came out in support at Yila.

He did he hesitate just now and planned not to care about this matter. But Yila's words made him understand that if he didn't help this matter today, he would probably blame himself and regret it for the rest of his life! Helping a person with ambition is more meaningful than helping ten A Dou who can't help!

Because some things, some beliefs, and some dignity cannot be abandoned!

"Oh? Why? Are you really in the same group? I thought something was wrong just now. Why did you fall into your arms so by chance? You know each other?" Zheng Youqing looked at Yila and looked at Jiang Feng again, and sneered, "What? Do you think I will take back my request when you come forward? Why are you, ***?"

Faced with Zheng Youqing's swear words and disdainful sarcasm, Jiang Feng waited indifferently after he finished speaking, "Mr. Zheng, you misunderstood. I really met this Miss Yila today. I definitely didn't know each other before this. I'm just a man, I can't stand you bullying a girl like this endlessly."

"Oh? Then, do you want a hero to save the beauty? Tsk tsk, OK, it's really rare for me to see someone who dares to say such big words in front of me. I want to see how you can save it." Zheng Youqing looked up and down at Jiang Feng, and did not take it seriously at all.

Jiang Feng looked at Zheng Youqing's smile-like gangster expression and felt disgusted for no reason. In fact, he understood very well that the reason why wealthy children like Zheng Youqing held Yila was because they saw her beauty and wanted to tease her, the second was because the playboys had always been fun to cause trouble, and the third was because the clothes were splashed by juice. Therefore, to resolve such contradictions, we had to start from the details.

"The stewardess accidentally fell down just now. It was her fault for splashing juice on you, so she had to make compensation to resolve this matter." Jiang Feng turned his head and looked at Yila who was a little surprised, and smiled, "Miss Yila, since you splashed the juice on Mr. Zheng's body, you should compensate."

After hearing Jiang Feng's words, Yila nodded with a dim expression and said softly: "I will compensate Mr. Zheng's clothes, but I must not do anything I don't want to."

"That's of course, everyone has their own freedom of speech and right to choose. For Mr. Zheng's request, compensation should be made reasonably, and unreasonable naturally need not be paid attention to." Jiang Feng said this and glanced at Zheng Youqing, "Mr. Zheng, how much does it cost to buy your coat?"

"What?" Zheng Youqing didn't understand what Jiang Feng was trying to say, and he couldn't help but replied subconsciously, "This dress is more than three million won per piece, but if she wants to pay the money, she must pay me a hundred times. Without 300 million, I will definitely not finish this matter!"
Chapter completed!