Tycoon: From Rags to Riches

Chapter 194: Chapter 171: Special In-Flight Service

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The soft click of a door opening made Gu Heng, whose attention had been entirely focused on a due diligence report, look up toward the interior of the plane.

He saw Jiang Ruan walk out of the master suite wearing a Southern Airlines autumn flight attendant uniform. Her top half consisted of a white long-sleeved blouse paired with a hibiscus-red, V-neck vest. On her bottom half, she wore a form-fitting, diagonally striped skirt, and nude pantyhose completely encased her beautiful legs.

Jiang Ruan had also taken her previously loose, long hair and pinned it up in a bun at the back of her head, following standard flight attendant etiquette. Her posture was ramrod straight, her bearing poised. The unique aura of a flight attendant instantly materialized around her.

Jiang Ruan walked slowly toward Gu Heng. Faced with his somewhat transfixed gaze, she felt a little shy, mixed with an indescribable feeling.

"What do you think?"

"Does it fit well?"

"I specifically ordered it in your size."

Gu Heng casually tossed the due diligence report aside, leaned back on the sofa, and crossed his legs, smiling as he looked at Jiang Ruan.

"And a Southern Airlines uniform, no less."

"You really pay attention to the details."

Jiang Ruan gazed at her reflection in the cabin window. This uniform had once been her dream, and later, it became an obsession.

She never imagined that one day she would end up wearing it under these circumstances.

"Don’t you have a special place in your heart for Southern Airlines?"

Gu Heng raised an eyebrow. "Since we’re making a dream come true, we might as well go all the way."

As they were speaking, an announcement suddenly came over the cabin’s PA system.

"Chairman Gu, per the airport control tower’s instructions."

The pilot, Han Gang’s, voice came on. "Runway 2 is now clear for us. The aircraft will begin taxiing shortly, with an estimated takeoff in five minutes. Please fasten your seatbelt, Chairman Gu."

"Understood."

Gu Heng picked up the intercom and replied to the cockpit.

"Didn’t you say you were a top graduate of Yan Air Flight Attendant College?"

"Let’s see what you’ve got."

"Whether you’re the real deal or just all talk."

Gu Heng said to Jiang Ruan as he walked toward one of the aviation seats.

"You want a show? You’ll get one!"

Jiang Ruan huffed softly, then strode forward on her long, pantyhose-clad legs and picked up the PA microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome and thank you for flying with China Southern Airlines, a member of the SkyTeam Alliance. This is Flight CZ3116 to Beichun. Our flight time will be 3 hours and 10 minutes. We are delighted to welcome our Southern Airlines Pearl members aboard again. On behalf of your captain, Mr. Han, your chief flight attendant, Ms. Jiang, and the entire crew, we extend our sincerest greetings..."

The moment Jiang Ruan picked up the microphone, her entire demeanor changed.

Her PA voice was perfect, her welcome announcement fluent and polished. Both her speed and volume were pleasant and comfortable to listen to.

Gu Heng, who had just sat down in an aviation seat and was fastening his seatbelt, listened to the familiar voice coming from overhead. Seeing Jiang Ruan’s dignified and elegant appearance, a smile spread across his face.

"Ladies and Gentlemen: Welcome aboard China Southern Airlines, a member of SkyTeam. Our flight CZ3116 is from Shanghai to Beichun..."

After the fluent Chinese announcement, Jiang Ruan seamlessly transitioned to English, speaking with a flawless, standard American accent and perfect pronunciation.

Gu Heng knew Jiang Ruan’s English was good, but he hadn’t realized it was *this* good.

’Then again,’ he thought, ’if she didn’t have some real skill, she wouldn’t have aimed for Southern Airlines’ Pearl Blue right after graduation.’

After finishing the welcome announcement, Jiang Ruan put down the microphone and walked to the front and center of the cabin. She then began the safety demonstration, prim and proper, as if there were hundreds of passengers in front of her.

Professional, practiced, standard, precise...

It was muscle memory, formed after thousands of hours of training.

"...The safety information card is in the seat pocket in front of you. Please read it carefully!"

"Thank you for your attention!"

At the end, Jiang Ruan clasped her hands in front of her waist and bowed forward.

Once she had finished, she silently came over to Gu Heng to check his seatbelt and seatback. Then, instead of taking one of the aviation seats, she unfolded the hidden jump seat in front of his.

When the Bombardier Company built this private jet, they had included this hidden jump seat to be used as a temporary seat for flight attendants in case of a full cabin. It was designed specifically for them.

After sitting down, Jiang Ruan also fastened her own seatbelt.

By now, the plane had been taxiing for a while.

Gu Heng and Jiang Ruan sat facing each other, but neither of them spoke.

Suddenly, they were pressed hard into their seats.

The jet engines on both wings spooled up to full power, and the slow taxi instantly became a high-speed roll.

A few dozen seconds later, the plane pitched up and took off.

The scenery on the ground began to shrink.

Gu Heng noticed that Jiang Ruan’s mood seemed a little off, so he broke the silence at the right moment. "Excuse me, miss flight attendant, can I get your WhatsApp? I’ll take you to dinner after we land."

Jiang Ruan, who had been staring blankly out the window, was taken aback by Gu Heng’s words. A moment later, a hint of a smile flashed in her beautiful eyes. "I’m sorry, sir, but I’m engaged. My fiancé doesn’t like me adding strange men on WhatsApp."

"Oh..."

"So that’s how it is."

Gu Heng feigned understanding. "Well, is your fiancé as handsome as me?"

"Sir, he’s not as handsome as you."

Jiang Ruan replied quite seriously, "But in my heart, he’s the most handsome."

"But I really like you."

"Just add me on WhatsApp. Give me a chance."

Gu Heng said, looking at Jiang Ruan with a grin.

"I can’t."

Jiang Ruan shook her head, the smile in her eyes deepening.

Just a moment ago, the scene had stirred up some melancholy feelings. ’To think I studied so hard in school for four years, only for it to end like that.’

But with just a few words, Gu Heng had managed to cheer her up, making her cast her sad feelings aside.

Meanwhile, the plane continued to climb.

Once it reached its scheduled cruising altitude, the plane leveled off.

Jiang Ruan was the first to unbuckle her seatbelt. She stood up, came before Gu Heng, and slowly crouched down. "Sir, can I get you something to drink?"

"I’ll have a glass of whiskey."

"With ice?"

"Yes."

Gu Heng also unbuckled his seatbelt and walked back toward the sofa.

"One moment, please..."

As Gu Heng’s private jet, the Bombardier Global 7500 was naturally stocked with all sorts of fine liquors, featuring not only a separate liquor cabinet but also a professional ice maker.

Although Jiang Ruan was still a bit unfamiliar with the plane, she quickly managed to prepare a glass of whiskey.

"Sir, your whiskey..."

Jiang Ruan placed the whiskey in front of Gu Heng. "Is there anything else you need?"

"Light a cigar for me."

Jiang Ruan was still in a crouching position. The Southern Airlines uniform perfectly showcased her exquisite figure, and her pantyhose-wrapped legs were exceptionally alluring.

"Would you like a straight cut or a V-cut?"

Jiang Ruan took a cigar from the cigar box for Gu Heng.

"Straight cut."

Gu Heng replied with a smile.

"Of course."

Jiang Ruan had learned quite a few things from being around Gu Heng recently.

Cutting a cigar was a small matter; she had learned just by watching him do it so often.

Jiang Ruan quickly cut the cigar for Gu Heng, then lit it and handed it to him with both hands, maintaining the proper service attitude of a flight attendant the entire time.

"I need you to test the draw."

Gu Heng looked at the cigar Jiang Ruan was offering but didn’t take it.

"Okay..."

Jiang Ruan pursed her moist, red lips and agreed softly.

However, just as she was about to take a reverse puff to test the draw, Gu Heng spoke again. "Inhale normally."

Jiang Ruan paused, then had no choice but to turn the cigar around and take a proper puff.

After she had tested the draw, Gu Heng took the cigar from her.

Smoking a cigar and drinking whiskey at tens of thousands of feet in the air—the feeling of leisurely indulgence made Gu Heng feel almost euphoric.

"Miss flight attendant, doesn’t this count as an indirect kiss?"

Gu Heng raised an eyebrow, asking with a smile in his eyes. "If your fiancé found out about this, he’d probably be very angry, wouldn’t he?"

As he spoke, Gu Heng reached out and gently placed his hand on Jiang Ruan’s beautiful leg.

"Sir, please control yourself..."

Jiang Ruan slapped his hand away, appearing to refuse him with righteous indignation.

"Control myself?"

Gu Heng felt like he was growing a villain’s mustache. "Miss flight attendant, you wouldn’t want him to find out about this little secret, would you?"

"What are you trying to do?"

Jiang Ruan bit her lip, her expression pitifully lovely.

"Heh heh heh..."

"What do you think?"

Gu Heng placed the cigar on the Cigar Humidor, then reached out and pulled the uniformed Jiang Ruan directly onto his lap. "Feed me my drink!"

Hearing this, Jiang Ruan picked up the glass like a little sulking doll and held it to Gu Heng’s lips.

"Feed me with your mouth~"

The smile in Gu Heng’s eyes deepened.

When Jiang Ruan heard his demand, her fair face instantly blushed. She whispered, "Making a flight attendant feed you a drink is already crossing the line, but you want her to use her mouth? In the real world, the air marshals would have arrested you by now!"

"What?"

"You don’t want to?"

Gu Heng looked directly into Jiang Ruan’s eyes, his voice laced with a hint of gentleness.

"Hmph~"

Jiang Ruan let out a soft, coquettish huff. She didn’t answer him. Instead, she lifted the glass, took a sip, and then slowly brought her moist, red lips toward his.

Because there was an ice sphere in the whiskey, Jiang Ruan’s lips were cool to the touch.

The pungent liquor, with its rich, fruity aroma, flowed slowly from Jiang Ruan’s mouth into Gu Heng’s. Some of it was swallowed by Gu Heng, while a small portion was passed back and forth between their lips and teeth.

Jiang Ruan’s breathing grew ragged. It took them nearly ten minutes to finish that single sip of whiskey.

"Hah..."

Jiang Ruan’s face was flushed, her red lips slightly parted as she gasped for air.

"Want more?"

She asked Gu Heng.

"Are you still feeding me?"

Gu Heng asked in return.

Hearing this, Jiang Ruan raised a hand to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear, then tilted her head back to take another sip of whiskey before once again offering her cherry-red lips to Gu Heng.

Compared to the gentle tenderness of the first time, Gu Heng was much more forceful this time.

He savored the imported fine wine while playing with Jiang Ruan’s beautiful, stocking-clad legs.

Under the circumstances, the fire that had been lit inside Gu Heng from the moment Jiang Ruan walked out of the suite in her flight attendant uniform quickly roared into a full-blown inferno.

"Don’t... don’t rip it. I can take it off..."

"Take it off for what? It’s this uniform I want!"

"You... aren’t you going to smoke the cigar you just lit...?"

"Smoking you is just as good~"

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