Capturing the Millionaire’s Heart on Divorce Day

The coordination for the relief effort was in full swing, with many healthcare workers anxiously waiting to be dispatched.

"We need the supplies to reach the disaster zone first," the head coordinator fretted, frantically making calls to arrange transportation.

"I understand the importance of supplies, but lives are at stake. What good is rescuing victims if we can't provide medical care?" "What? We have to find our way there?"

"How are we supposed to do that? The main road to Yuanchuan is completely blocked! We can't possibly walk there!" Director Zhang was red-faced with frustration.

This largest group of healthcare workers had come from Yuanchuan for work placements, as it was a small city.

Now, with red eyes full of urgency for both their townsfolk and their families, they felt helpless.

Two hundred of them, stranded at Slandon Port, unable to return home.

"Let's walk back!" A woman amidst the crowd, her face streaked with tears, called out, "They won't help us, but we can't just sit here and wait to die!" "Who said no one's helping you?"

A familiar figure descended from an SUV, his voice cutting across the panic, "Everyone on the bus, we're heading to the nearest airstrip!"

The crowd paused, hope flickering as they recognized the uniform on the man they knew as Lao Gao.

At his word, the two hundred people surged towards the bus fleet, clamoring aboard.

Seven or eight buses set off, the medical staff aboard panting with anticipation.

"Is there really a plane to take us back?" Director Zhang could hardly believe it.

"With planes in such high demand, who would prioritize us? And with the earthquake in Yuanchuan not fully subsided, what if something happens to the pilot because of us..."

Having spent so long at Slandon Port, Director Zhang knew the city valued its pilots greatly.

A pilot's loss couldn't be measured in money - most of the nation's pilots were based at Slandon Port.

"Yes, there is!" Lao Gao joined them on the bus.

Standing at the front, he reassured the respected doctors aboard, "Rest assured, there will be a plane and pilot to take you home. You are heading to support the disaster zone, and your families are in Yuanchuan."

"Thank you so much!" Director Zhang and the others expressed their gratitude.

"We should be thanking you," sighed Lao Gao. "The headquarters entrusted Slandon Port with coordinating the rescue teams. It's not easy to arrange support in such dangerous conditions. By volunteering to go to Yuanchuan, you've been a tremendous help."

Words of thanks poured out from the crowd.

"We just hope to get to Yuanchuan as soon as possible..."

Before Lao Gao could reply, the bus convoy arrived at the airport ready for takeoff.

The two hundred disembarked hastily, looking up to see a massive passenger jet waiting on the tarmac.

They lined up orderly, despite the urgency in their hearts.

Lao Gao glanced at the aircraft, his eyes shining with pride, and declared loudly, "She is one of the best pilots in civil aviation. She will be responsible for taking you home to support the disaster area." One of the best pilots?

The crowd was overwhelmed with excitement.

Lao Gao gestured for them to board the plane in an organized manner.

Madison was in the captain's seat, alone, without a co-pilot.

Her usual seconds were also dispatched for aid; this time, she'd have to fly solo.

Upon receiving the order from the Civil Aviation Authority, Ethan had grounded half of Mukino Air's pilots, retaining only some for the company's operations.

This decision cost a fortune in passenger compensation, but fortunately, given the circumstances, there were no complaints, only understanding.

Moreover, all of Mukino Air's

available passenger and cargo planes, including those from the training base, were mobilized. It was an all-out effort to help the nation through the disaster.

Furthermore, the second batch of supplies, donated in Mukino International's name, filled ten planes. The media covering the disaster zone captured this. Instantly, netizens praised Mukino International, showing their robust support.

At this critical moment, Mukino International's commitment to donate supplies and take the lead garnered an immense amount of public favor.

When the first plane took off for Yuanchuan, a swarm of media descended to capture the moment, eager for the latest news on the disaster area.

"Slandon Port's medical team bound

for Yuanchuan has successfully

taken off, wishing the people of

Yuanchuan the strength to

overcome this ordeal," reported the journalist on camera.

The photo and video went viral, amassing countless likes.

Comments poured in:

"That's a Mukino International jet, right?"

"Yes, the tail logo is quite clear."

"Way to go, Mukino International! Donating supplies and planes! A true role model!"

The comment section surged like a tidal wave.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

But soon, one comment rocketed to the top:

"[I heard from a media friend that the first plane carrying medical staff to Yuanchuan is being piloted by the girlfriend of Mukino International's chairman. That's the jet in the video.]"

"Is that true?"

"Can the person above confirm that?"

Netizens' ability to dig up facts is astonishing. Within minutes, the claim was confirmed.

The video indeed showed the first plane supporting Yuanchuan, and yes, it was piloted by the chairman of Mukino International's girlfriend!

Once confirmed, the internet exploded with reactions.

-I'll only fly with Mukino Air for life!

-I will forever support Mukino Air!

-The chairman of Mukino International is bold, sending his girlfriend to the disaster area in a crisis! Respect!

-Why is no one praising that brave woman?

-I am! From today, Captain Madison is my goddess!!

Mukino International, President Grant, and Captain Madison quickly became the top trending topics on F******k, rivaling even the Yuanchuan earthquake in online fervor!