Mr. You, Please Dote On Me Chapter 3: Save Her Life!

The call was connecting when s.h.i.+yao glimpsed Li Sicheng in trim-fitting uniform with three stripes on his shoulders approaching with suitcase. Just one look at him, she immediately turned back.

"Yaoyao," Li Sicheng had seen s.h.i.+yao on the phone and came over.

He seemed to want to apologize for what happened yesterday, but s.h.i.+yao ignored him by keeping her back on him. At the same time, the call was through.

Hearing the other end answered "h.e.l.lo", s.h.i.+yao quickly said, "This is s.h.i.+yao, my employee ID is left in the dorm and I have a flight at three o'clock, could you please talk to them and let me get aboard?"

"s.h.i.+yao, is this your first time reading employee handbook? How can you board the plane without employee ID? Why don't you leave yourself in the dorm?"

Quick-tempered and now facing s.h.i.+yao, who was several levels lower, the director hit the ceiling immediately, which made s.h.i.+yao's ear ring, so she had to keep some distance from the phone.

Li Sicheng seemed to have heard it and cut in, "Left your employee ID in the dorm again? I'll take you on the plane."

"No," s.h.i.+yao rejected him in a poker face.

She would get on plane with Li Sicheng before if she didn't take employee ID. Now that they had broken up, accepting his help would be like slapping herself in the face!

"I'll find a way out with my employee ID, Mr. Li, you can go first." What s.h.i.+yao hated the most, were his face and guilty eyes. So disgusting!

However, Li Sicheng still stood there waiting for her. s.h.i.+yao kept searching over her phone, but n.o.body can help her, which made her so angry that she wanted to go home with suitcase.

"Yaoyao, don't get angry with me. Let me take you on the plane." Li Sicheng said again. "If the flight is delayed for you can't board the plane, you'll get severely punished by company…."

"Mind your own business." s.h.i.+yao frowned, ready to say that she would accept the punishment. However, Li Sicheng was interrupted by the man running over.

"Miss s.h.i.+yao!"

The man wearing the uniform of a taxi company held an employee ID in his hand.

He compared the person in the photo with s.h.i.+yao and handed over the employee ID, "You're Miss s.h.i.+yao, right? Your friend asked me to bring it to you."

"Employee ID?" s.h.i.+yao happily took it and kissed it hard.

It must be Qiao Fei who found her employee ID in time and saved her life. It couldn't come at a better time.

s.h.i.+yao planned to buy a gift in return for Qiao Fei when landing.

"Thanks for your kindness, Mr. Si." s.h.i.+yao shook her employee ID before Li Sicheng, and then walked away pulling the suitcase with her head held high.

Li Sicheng watched her walking away, with complicated eyes and some guilt.

Although the employee ID guaranteed her on the plane, s.h.i.+ Yao was called to the office and received a notice of point penalty after flying back from New York.

The reason was that her severe lack of sleep affected work.

'Are you kidding me?'

Why did she feel that everything went wrong after she broke up with Li Sicheng?

She used to fly without employee card and sufficient sleep? Why didn't they work now?

If it wasn't for the dispatcher calling her to cover for Xiaxia a few hours before the plane took off, would she be sleep deprived, huh?"

It was the penalty of three points that caused s.h.i.+yao to lose her position of chief attendant.

She and Ji Manqing were competing for the chief attendant, and she even gained full marks in written test, the highest score among compet.i.tors, that was to say, she almost got the position.

On the day publis.h.i.+ng results, a photo of Ji Manqing was posted on the wall.

"Sister Manqing, congratulations. I know you could do it!"

The colleagues all came over to congratulate Ji Manqing and surrounded her in the middle.

Ji Manqing chuckled and thanked everyone, then pushed her way through the crowd to get to s.h.i.+yao standing outside, saying carefully, "Yaoyao, I'm sorry…."

"Sorry for what?" s.h.i.+yao moved her eyes from the photo on the wall to her face.

A faint smile of irony appeared on her red lips, "If you really feel sorry for me, tell director that you can't take the post and is willing to give it to me?"

"s.h.i.+yao, you've gone too far," someone stood out, "Manqing wins the post through fair compet.i.tion, why should she give it to you?"