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"Excuse me... Mr. Ding, could you please follow me..." The Flight Attendant stammered, struggling to get the words out. However, in front of Ding Hongjun's captivating smile, she found it hard to maintain even a semblance of composure.
What is wrong with me?
His smile makes me feel so uneasy!
A flurry of thoughts caused the already stunning Flight Attendant's face to flush a deeper shade of red.
Ding Hongjun smiled slightly. Having navigated the hunting grounds for many years, he understood all too well. The prey before him had already fallen into the trap he had set, unable to escape.
"Here, I won't make it difficult for you," Ding Hongjun said, pulling out an unknown black and gold card from his bag and handing it to the bewildered Flight Attendant with gentle words.
As she took the card from Ding Hongjun, the Flight Attendant's beautiful eyes widened in shock.
She hurriedly left First Class and returned to the crew room, where she found the Chief Flight Attendant dozing off.
"The Black Gold Rose Card! Whose is this?" The Chief Flight Attendant exclaimed as soon as she saw the card, springing up from her seat.
The Flight Attendant had no choice but to recount everything that had happened to the Chief Flight Attendant.
"Alright, since this passenger doesn't want to be disturbed, I won't bother him. Wu, make sure to pay extra attention to that passenger later," the Chief Flight Attendant pondered.
Wu's expression was conflicted. After hesitating for a moment, he finally asked, "What about the fact that he was smoking earlier and brought a lighter?"
"You don't need to worry about that! Just remember, as long as this passenger is happy, you shouldn't concern yourself with anything he does. Even if he has some ulterior motives towards you, just..."
At this point, the Chief Flight Attendant wisely chose not to finish his sentence. He trusted that Wu would understand his meaning.
Wu's expression darkened. Who exactly was Ding Hongjun? Why did the Chief Flight Attendant change so drastically after he handed over that card?
With a heart full of questions, Wu slowly walked out of the crew room and returned to First Class.
Once Wu left, the Chief Flight Attendant sighed regretfully, "Wu is quite fortunate to have climbed such a high branch. I just wonder if this big shot will treat Wu as a mistress or..."
Thinking of that entirely black card, which shimmered with a faint golden light, the Chief Flight Attendant felt an overwhelming sense of relief.
The Black Gold Rose Card!
Initially, he had some inappropriate thoughts about the young and beautiful Wu, but now all such thoughts vanished.
It was clear that Wu had caught the eye of the powerful figure who held that card, and he dared not entertain any improper intentions.
Meanwhile, Wu approached Ding Hongjun and handed him the card while he was resting with his eyes closed.
"Mr. Ding, here is your card. Please take care of it."
Ding Hongjun opened his eyes and accepted the black card from Wu. In passing, he even touched her smooth hand.
"Ah..." Wu gasped in surprise, retreating several steps like a startled rabbit, her face pale.
Could this guy be planning to do something to her, just like the Chief Flight Attendant?
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. This was someone who disregarded rules and casually tossed away a lighter worth tens of thousands. If he truly intended to do something to her, she wouldn't know how to handle it.
Wu's full name was Wu Yunxia, hailing from an ordinary working-class family in Sea City. Becoming a flight attendant had always been a source of pride for her entire family.
If she were to be with Ding Hongjun, she wouldn't know how to face her family...
Wu Yunxia was not a woman who lacked self-respect. She had a boyfriend in college, but they broke up because she refused to give herself to him.
Now, many years after graduation, she had been alone and had not sought another relationship.
So naturally, Wu Yunxia was worried about such a thing happening.
Even though she felt quite good about Ding Hongjun, it didn't ease her discomfort; instead, it made her even more anxious.
Looking at the startled Wu Yunxia, Ding Hongjun smirked, intrigued as he watched her squatting on the ground, her expression changing constantly.
No one knew that Ding Hongjun possessed a little-known skill: the ability to read micro-expressions.
Through the fleeting expressions that Wu Yunxia displayed, he could easily analyze the thoughts of this charming woman.
What an interesting woman! Ding Hongjun thought to himself.
He tossed the black gold card in his hand, lost in thought about something.
Even though he held the highest tier Black Gold Rose Card from Swiss Union Bank—an exclusive card issued only to clients with a minimum deposit of ten billion yuan—this did not bring him any sense of satisfaction or comfort.
Recalling that night when he left Hughes Station, Ding Hongjun felt an overwhelming sense of oppression within him.
It was a deep night at Hughes Station, where a conversation took place inside an old car with blue plates.
“Hongjun, why are you leaving?” the Bald Man asked in a low voice, a scar running from his forehead down to his neck.
Ding Hongjun lit a cigarette and took a puff, replying softly, “I need to go back and take care of Taiyi's sister. It's a promise I made to Taiyi.”
“Damn it, to hell with that sister…” the Bald Man cursed under his breath, then fell silent.
Ding Hongjun remained quiet as he offered a cigarette to the Bald Man, gazing out at the bustling Hughes Station cityscape through the car window.
“Without me watching your back, be careful on your missions. Don’t be reckless like before. This time, I really can’t save you,” Ding Hongjun said solemnly.
The Bald Man took the cigarette, took a puff, and then started coughing violently.
He coughed and tears streamed down his face.
“Cough cough, this damn smoke is hard to handle; it’s choking me.”
Ding Hongjun chuckled, rolled down the window, and tossed the half-finished cigarette out. Then he smiled and said, “Di Jun, I really have to go; my flight is tonight.”
With that, Ding Hongjun opened the car door without looking back, preparing to step out.
“Aren't you going to take care of Zixiao?” the big man said coldly.
Ding Hongjun paused mid-step, turned back with a smile, and casually replied, “I stopped wanting to take care of things a long time ago. I was just looking for some fun back then. As for being the world’s number one Mercenary, that was just an unexpected bonus.”
With that, Ding Hongjun closed the car door and waved goodbye to the Bald Man as he walked away.
“Without me, Zixiao will still be that fearsome figure in the underground world. You all need to learn to get used to life without me.”
This is what Ding Hongjun left for everyone when he departed, and now, thinking back, he feels an incredible sense of relief.
Finally, he no longer has to walk through the flames of war, nor toss and turn amidst the sounds of gunfire. The feeling he has never experienced before brings him immense ease.
He wonders how old Taiyi's sister is now...
He opens an old-fashioned pocket watch, revealing a faded photograph inside.
In the photo, a girl with pigtails wearing a white dress is holding a doll and beaming with a bright smile.
“Taiyi, I promised you that I would take care of your sister. Now, I have left Zixiao to fulfill that promise…”
Gently stroking the antique pocket watch in his hand, Ding Hongjun murmurs to himself.
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