With a slight frown, Ma Juan had to speak up again.
"Miss, can I see your ticket? It seems you're sitting in my seat."
The woman replied irritably, "Why should I show you my ticket?"
Then she muttered to herself.
"Who does she think she is? Trying to suck up with such a lame excuse."
Ma Juan was never known for her good temper, but after starting her business, she barely managed to suppress her personality.
Even so, she won't tolerate anyone challenging her authority, except Chen Bin.
Struggling to hold back the urge to hit someone, Ma Juan went straight to a nearby flight attendant.
"Hello, someone is occupying my seat and won't leave. Please help me handle this."
While speaking, she pulled out her ticket from her phone.
After confirming the information, the flight attendant approached the woman.
"Hello ma'am, could it be that you're sitting in the wrong seat?"
"Impossible, my seat is right here."
