Official Career Storm
Chapter 547

Chapter 547: Chapter 547

"Phew~" Song Guanchao looked at the parameters, grasping the throttle lever, and said, "Mr. Wu, I’m going to land!"

Wu Jianwei said, "Report the parameters!"

Song Guanchao responded, "Altitude 1309 meters, speed 101 kilometers per hour, course southeast by 39 degrees, rotation speed..."

Wu Jianwei said, "Parameters are normal, begin landing!"

Song Guanchao slowly pushed the throttle lever down.

Above Modu International Airport, a commercial airliner was circling in a normal attitude before descending with a nose-down approach toward the runway.

As it neared the runway, the plane gradually decreased in altitude and aligned smoothly with the runway.

Lin Wanqiu sat in the co-pilot’s seat, watching the runway approaching the plane at a terrifying speed through the glass, her heart suspending in air.

At that moment, Wu Jianwei’s voice rang out, "Pull up!"

Song Guanchao pulled the throttle lever, the nose of the aircraft slowly lifted, the plane’s attitude shifted from nose-down to nose-up, and then the fuselage adjusted bit by bit, gradually leveling parallel to the ground.

As the wheels touched down, the sturdy, elastic tires made contact and spun rapidly.

The instant the tires touched the ground, Song Guanchao gently stepped on the brakes and used the thrust reversers to decelerate the plane.

When the nose wheel hit the ground, Song Guanchao continued to press the brakes and further employed the thrust reversers to reduce the plane’s speed even more.

The aircraft’s velocity became slower and slower, and when it finally stopped completely, Song Guanchao quickly pressed several buttons, shutting down the engines and performing the necessary shutdown procedures.

After completing the final step, Song Guanchao picked up his phone, grinned, and said, "Mr. Wu, the aircraft has landed."

There was also a very light sigh from Wu Jianwei’s end, but his tone remained calm, "Hmm, not bad, go ahead with your tasks."

With that, he hung up.

The moment the aircraft stabilized, there followed a brief silence in the conference room.

The next second, cheers erupted.

Chu Xiao’e, Liang Hao, Wu Yun... Everyone stood up, clapping vigorously, their faces filled with excitement.

Even the usually composed members of the standing committee now showed relaxed expressions and looks of gratitude, clapping hard.

The plane had successfully landed!

Song Guanchao had actually managed to land the aircraft!

...

Song Guanchao rose from his seat, looking at Lin Wanqiu.

Lin Wanqiu’s beautiful face was devoid of any color, deathly pale, clearly she was extremely frightened.

Even when she heard the sound of Yao Jinsheng firing the gun, she hadn’t been so afraid.

After all, had the aircraft not landed successfully, it would have already been engulfed in flames by now, entombing her in fire, with no chance for anyone to escape.

"Miss Lin, we are safe now."

Song Guanchao’s voice pulled her back to the present.

"Uh, uh..." Lin Wanqiu’s face was stiff as she attempted to form a smile but failed to do so.

She breathed deeply and said, "Could, could you hug me?"

"Hm?"

What kind of excessive request was this?

Even the leaders on the other side of the screen were startled by her request.

But they quickly understood; Lin Wanqiu was terrified.

You could hear her voice trembling.

She was a delicate woman who had always been on the front line.

Passengers in economy class only knew of hijackers, but not that someone else had taken the controls of the plane.

She not only knew, but had also been sitting right in the co-pilot’s seat, witnessing Song Guanchao take over and land the aircraft.

The psychological pressure she bore was incomparable to anyone else’s.

Had it not been for a sliver of reason left in her, she might have already started crying.

Song Guanchao felt her vulnerability and said nothing, but opened his arms, held her tightly, and gently patted her back to comfort her, "We’ve safely landed, it’s all right now. We will return to Lingjiang, and the leaders are going to throw us a celebration banquet."

"Mm."

Lin Wanqiu uttered softly, leaning into his embrace, inhaling the unique scent of a man, feeling his strong build, and finally her fragile heart found a sense of security.

The fear that had lingered was also beginning to retreat.

"Thank you."

Lin Wanqiu stepped out from his embrace, regaining the calm composure of a seasoned reporter.

"Let’s go, to be greeted with flowers and applause."

Song Guanchao smirked pretentiously, and suddenly Lin Wanqiu chuckled.

This man was really interesting; no matter the circumstance, he always managed to maintain an optimistic attitude.

Where are the flowers and applause?

The passengers didn’t even know you did all these things.

Passengers queued orderly, seeing the approaching ambulances, they felt a bit puzzled, then they saw the two pilots being carried out of the plane and loaded onto the ambulances.

It was then they belatedly realized that the pilots had been injured and were unconscious.

So, who was flying the plane?

They all turned around but saw nothing.

When Song Guanchao and Lin Wanqiu emerged from the cockpit, there were dozens of people standing in the business class.

These were the business class passengers.

The economy class passengers were clueless, but those in business class had seen everything.

They had witnessed the entire process that unfolded.

The moment he walked out of the cockpit.

A young man began clapping vigorously.

"Clap, clap!"

At first, the applause was sporadic.

But quickly, the sporadic applause turned into a messy yet fervent ovation.

A woman in her fifties, with tears in her eyes, came forward and hugged Song Guanchao tightly, "Young man, thank you!"

Song Guanchao was a bit overwhelmed and was about to say something when the lady suddenly kissed his cheek, leaving him flushed with embarrassment.

After the lady left, more people came up to hug him and, following her lead, also kissed him on the cheek.

Men and women, young and old.

They expressed their respect and gratitude towards Song Guanchao in this way.

The economy class passengers, hearing the commotion, looked over curiously.

Seeing the scene, they were puzzled but, after asking around, learned what had happened.

It was then they realized what kind of thrilling events had transpired over the past hour or so on the plane.

The news spread quickly, and even passengers who had already deplaned were informed.

When Song Guanchao stepped out onto the top of the airstair, a spontaneous round of applause broke out from the hundreds of passengers below.

Song Guanchao scratched his head and muttered, "Though there are no flowers, the applause is more than enough."

"Thank you."

A flight attendant came over, whispered her thanks, and then swiftly planted a kiss on his cheek.

More to come?

After she left, another attendant approached, reenacting the scene.

In the crowd below, someone lifted their cellphone, capturing this beautiful moment.

Song Guanchao, tall, handsome, and clad in a white shirt and black trousers, stood at the airstair.

The lovely and slender flight attendant in uniform tiptoed to shyly offer a kiss.

Provincial and municipal leaders watched this scene through the screen.

Some smiled, others grimaced, and some were sour-faced.

Secretary Sun, sitting at the back of the cabin, muttered to himself, "All the glory has gone to him."

But he soon perked up.

After all, he had also played the hero this time, hadn’t he?

At that moment, Song Guanchao’s phone rang; it was from Wu Qiangwei.

"Everyone should hurry back, we still need to assist the police with some matters."

Song Guanchao interrupted the applause, and after everyone boarded shuttle buses to leave, he turned and went back to business class.

Chen Guanyun and Yao Jinsheng had not yet been sent off.

He squatted beside the two men and answered Wu Qiangwei’s call, "Mr. Chen, any instructions?"

"Lu Xiaotian has escaped from prison."

She had waited until now to tell him this.

She hadn’t earlier, not wanting to disturb his thoughts.

"Escaped?"

"Mhm," Wu Qiangwei said, "Also, someone notified the officials of Dujiang City, they might all have run away by now."

"When did this happen?"

"More than half an hour after Chen Guanyun and his group boarded the plane, Director Qin and Mayor Jiang each received a text from an unknown number, informing them of this."

Song Guanchao narrowed his eyes and gazed at the now-conscious Chen Guanyun, patted his face, and said, "Mr. Chen, you sent the message, didn’t you?"

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