Zheng Ren was at a loss. Although he knew that boarding the same plane he had taken here was a possibility, he had no recollection of the person in front of him. Her identity, whether she had spoken to him previously, or even the things she had done were lost to him.
Still, he pretended to recognize her and offered a polite, elegant smile.
"Dr. Zheng, right? I remember you!" the flight attendant said cheerfully.
Since first-class passengers were allowed to board in advance, and they were both the only one of those on this flight to Sea City, the flight attendant did not hold back her excitement and squealed like a young girl meeting her favourite celebrity.
"Dr. Zheng? The one who called for the helicopter ambulance?"
"Let me have a look."
"It's definitely him, I'll inform the captain."
Within moments, there were six to seven flight attendants circling them. Su Yun was befuddled by Zheng Ren's sudden stardom.
