Coming out of the director's office, Elaina was tired. She had so many things to do when she just came back, and now she had another task.
"Elaina."
Joyce leaned over to her side, her eyes twinkling. "Elaina, you flew the plane?"
"I wish it wasn't me." If only there had been someone who knew how to fly a plane on the plane! Then Elaina wouldn't have needed to do anything, and these things wouldn't have happened.
Joyce covered her mouth, a smile overflowing from her eyes. "You are a hero now. How can you be dejected?"
"Hero? I had no choice." Fortunately, nothing happened. If something bad happened, Elaina might be scolded by people.
Joyce knew that Elaina didn't like the current situation, so she comforted Elaina, "It's okay. The memories of netizens are similar to the memories of goldfish. They will forget in a few days."
Elaina said, "I hope so."