"What do you think of General Manager Wu?" Zhang Baogui asked.
Wu Suowei said: "Your niece can't be wrong, so let her try with me for two days first, and if it is suitable, I will stay."
Zhang Baogui was very happy and handed Wu Suowei a business card.
"You can call me if you need anything."
Wu Suowei bowed his head and scanned, this number was so familiar, when he was working under Zhang Baogui, Zhang Baogui arranged for him 24 hours a day. Regardless of whether it is windy or rainy, cloudy or warm, regardless of your physical condition, as long as this number rings, you must arrive as soon as possible.
Putting it in his pocket as if nothing had happened, Wu Suowei said to Zhang Baogui, "Okay, I understand."
Just as Zhang Baogui was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, and asked Wu Suowei, "Have we met before?"
"Is there?" Wu Suowei pretended to be stupid, "Why don't I remember? Did you recognize the wrong person?"
"may be."
After Zhang Baogui left, the little beauty and Wu Suowei entered the office.
"By the way, I don't know your name yet." Wu Suowei said.
"Zhang Ying."
Wu Suowei nodded, and glanced at her with his masculine eyes.
"how old are you?"
Zhang Ying stretched out two fingers, "Twenty-two."
Wu Suowei asked again: "What do you usually like to do?"
"sing and dance."
Wu Suowei's mind immediately came to the hula dance he saw in Hawaii. If this girl were to wear a hula skirt with no clothes on her upper body, how sloppy would those two big tits be? !
Zhang Ying's sweet voice interrupted Wu Suowei's obsession.
"Mr. Wu, I didn't expect you to be so handsome."
Wu Suowei folded his hands on the desk, with a mature and wise smile on his face.
"Is there? Why don't I feel it?"
Zhang Ying nodded, "Yes, your facial features are very three-dimensional, especially your eyes, which are full of electricity. When I came in just now, you almost fainted me." After speaking, she stuck out her tongue.
Wu Suowei noticed that her tongue was particularly sticky, like a little fox.
The shyness on Zhang Ying's body gradually faded, and the charm began to slowly rise.
"Mr. Wu, I think you have a very good figure. You are neither muscular nor thin. You look very healthy and handsome. And I think you look good in trousers. Your legs are very special. It's long, and it looks very tall and straight when worn. And the front is particularly materialized, and the bulging is very full... "
Facing such blatant compliments, Wu Suowei's face could still remain calm and composed.
"The mouth is quite sweet." Wu Suowei said.
Zhang Ying came to Wu Suowei's side, pouted her small mouth and said, "It's not that I'm sweet, it's that you are excellent! People say that to judge whether a man is 'tough' enough, you mainly look at his eyeballs. If it is particularly cloudy, Then this man's kidney function is not good. If he is particularly bright, just like you, then your other half will be blessed."
Wu Suowei slandered, how could he be unlucky? It is several degrees brighter than my eyeball.
"Then what if the eyes are bloodshot again?" Wu Suowei was concerned about Jiang Xiaoshuai's sexual well-being.
Zhang Ying frowned slightly, "Is that because of fatigue?"
Wu Suowei shook his head, "What if you were born like this?"
Zhang Ying pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
"You mean red streaks, right? That's not bloodshot! There is an old man living next door to my old courtyard, and he has red streaks in his eyes. He is so strong, he even gave birth to a daughter at the age of 76."
Wu Suowei couldn't help swallowing and spitting, what a mother! Master, you have to take good care of yourself!
Zhang Ying said again: "You can also tell from the quality of your hair. Your hair is black and shiny, and very dense, especially shiny..." As he spoke, he stretched his fingers between Wu Suowei's hair, and the fingertips Gently scratched his scalp.
Wu Suowei saw it, how could this be a secretarial graduate? Purely a geisha profession. He used to have this kind of girl when he was studying, who was picked up by a luxury car back to the dormitory every day, commonly known as a school prostitute.
Even so, it did not prevent Wu Suowei from seeing her.
Zhang Ying boasted endlessly, boasting that Wu Suowei was so erratic, if he hadn't been dragged by the heavy egg, his bird would have taken off.
"Mr. Wu, you are my ideal boss, the prince charming in my dreams, the perfect male god who is beyond reach."
Wu Suowei slandered, how many people have you been exploded by? Xiaozui is so flirtatious
…
After dinner in the evening, Wu Suowei and Chi Cheng sat together to watch football. Looking at it, Wu Suowei suddenly remembered the method that the little secretary said to judge a man's sexual ability by eyeballs, so he turned his head and stared at Chi Cheng's eyes.
Chi Cheng's eyeballs reflected Wu Suowei's clear facial features, sharp and transparent, bottomless.
"What are you looking at?" Chi Cheng patted Wu Suowei on the forehead.
Wu Suowei suddenly said, "When I saw you, did you feel like you were being electrocuted?"
Chi Cheng said with a straight face, "No."
"Look first before you talk." Wu Suowei didn't give up.
Chi Cheng didn't turn his eyeballs, he just stared at the TV, he was afraid that if he turned around, he wouldn't be able to turn back.
"Boring." Wu Suowei muttered.
After a while, Wu Suowei remembered that the little secretary had praised him for being very promising, so he subconsciously looked down at his crotch, it was really bulging. When he looked at Chi Cheng again, he suddenly felt that he was so deflated.
Every time he is with Chi Cheng, Wu Suowei loses his sense of superiority as a man.
The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, his head pierced into Chi Cheng's crotch, and he bumped hard several times.
Make you so excited! Make you so excited! Make you so excited! …
Chi Cheng grabbed Wu Suowei up.
"I think you don't want to live anymore."
After letting Chi Cheng "clean up" for a meal, Wu Suowei didn't jump into the bed directly as usual, but stood by the bed to exercise. Take two dumbbells and lift them up and down there, sweating profusely.
Chi Cheng leaned against the head of the bed, squinting at Wu Suowei, a look of mockery appeared on his tough face.
"What's the use of practicing your arms all the time? Practice your waist strength more, so that you won't get twisted every time you ride me."
"roll!"
Wu Suowei was so angry that he practiced behind Chi Cheng's back.
When he got under the covers, Wu Suowei remembered the words that Xiao Mi praised him, and couldn't help asking Chi Cheng: "To be honest, what do you think I look like?"
Chi Cheng stared at him for a few minutes, and said, "Let's go to the upper middle class."
The premise is that there is no one in Chi Cheng's class so far.
But Wu Suowei felt very uncomfortable, "Don't you think my facial features are three-dimensional?"
"When I climax, it's quite three-dimensional."
Wu Suowei smashed Chi Cheng's two fists, and after a while, he thought of another question.
"Then what do you think of my figure?"
This time Chi Cheng gave a good review.
Wu Suowei asked excitedly, "Then what do you think is the bright spot?"
As he spoke, he deliberately lifted the quilt so that Chi Cheng could see his two straight long legs.
No, but Chi Cheng said, "The ass is big enough."
Wu Suowei retorted angrily, "Why are you staring at that? Didn't you notice that my legs are very long?"
Chi Cheng said: "When the fork is opened, it is quite long. The bigger the fork is, the longer it will appear."
Wu Suowei deeply felt that he and Chi Cheng had no common language, so he swept away all the quilts in a fit of anger, and let Chi Cheng bare his buttocks to dry.
Chi Cheng grabbed Wu Suowei's hair and pulled him towards him.
"Don't touch my hair!" Wu Suowei warned, "If you break it, can you afford it? It's so black and shiny!"
"No matter how black you are, can you still have your pubic hair black?" Chi Cheng said playfully, "You didn't say anything when I pulled you. Are you still not happy about pulling your hair?"
Wu Suowei turned around and also pulled Chi Cheng's hair vigorously, the two of them were facing each other.
After arguing for a while, Wu Suowei was tired, his eyes were facing the ceiling, his chest heaved and heaved.
"Mr. Wu, you are my ideal boss, the prince charming in my dreams, the perfect male god who is beyond reach."
An imperceptible smile appeared on Wu Suowei's lips, and he poked Chi Cheng with his elbow.
"Hey, what am I yours?"
Chi Cheng paused and said, "You are my rice flower."
"Mihua, why rice flower?"
"Because then I can blast you."
"...!!"
After struggling for quite a while, Wu Suowei fell into a deep sleep.
I don't know if Wu Suowei asked him a lot, but Chi Cheng couldn't help but look at him a few more times. It took more than half an hour to see this. If Wu Suowei opened his eyes now, he would see two completely different gazes from before.
With deeply infatuated, domineering yet gentle, wild and passionate eyes.
Chi Cheng's hand gently caressed Wu Suowei's cheek, smooth forehead, straight nose bridge, thin lips, firm chin... Thinking of the two round eyes he stared at when he was angry, and turned up slightly when he was happy The corners of the mouth, the two sword eyebrows furrowed when emotional, the excited face that seems to be crying but not crying when the climax...
Looking down, the waist that was disliked by Chi Cheng just now has become a baby bump. Touching it back and forth, feeling the silky and tight texture, imagining how lewd it looks when it twists.
There are also those two long legs, every time they wrap around Chi Cheng's waist, he has the urge to spend everything for it.
Finally, the breath reached Wu Suowei's hair.
Feel the fiddle with the ends of his hair.
As a result, when Chi Cheng closed his eyes and was intoxicated, he suddenly smelled a strange smell.
The smell of nail polish.
After all, Chi Cheng has been wandering around for so many years, so he knows women's body odor very well. In particular, he is more familiar with Wu Suowei's body odor, and he can sense it mixed with other odors.
Wu Suowei was soundly asleep when he was suddenly awakened abruptly by an inexplicable pain.
Chi Cheng pulled it up.
Wu Suowei asked boredly, "What are you doing?"
"Train your waist for you."
"I don't want to practice anymore, I'm sleepy...uh..."
At first, Wu Suowei was still sleepy, but he gradually regained his energy, and finally became completely excited, riding on Chi Cheng's body, swinging his waist vigorously.
Chi Cheng pumped Wu Suowei's ass like a donkey.
"Move quickly!"
Wu Suowei raised his neck and moaned.
"Ah... it's almost time..."
Two more belts went down, accompanied by Chi Cheng's fierce growl.
"Hurry up."
"I can't do it... I'm going to cum... Ahh..."
…
The next day, Gangzi found Chicheng and told him about Zhang Baogui.
"Wu Suowei used to work under him when he was working in a state-owned enterprise. But this time when he came to look for Wu Suowei, he didn't recognize Wu Suowei."
Chi Cheng wondered, "Didn't you recognize him? He worked there for three years, even if he changed his name, he wouldn't be so unrecognizable!"
Gangzi explained, "Because his appearance is too different from his previous appearance."
"Has he had plastic surgery?" Chi Cheng asked.
Gangzi smiled unkindly, "It's not plastic surgery, it's because I was too fat before."
After finishing speaking, he took out a photo of Wu Suowei when he was "in his prime", that is, the eve of Wu Suowei's weight loss, and the time when Yue Yue broke up with him for the first time, and his weight once reached 178. With a fat body, all the facial features were squeezed out of shape, and even the most iconic big eyes were squeezed into a circle.
If Gangzi hadn't said it in advance, Chi Cheng almost didn't recognize it.
To describe Chi Cheng's attitude towards the former Fatty Wu in four words, it would be "I can't take it anymore".
In the future, quickly empty out high-calorie foods such as Coke and potato chips at home, and resolutely eliminate any possibility of rebound.
However, Chi Cheng still laughed.
I really want to wring those two lumps of fat off his face.
"Zhang Baogui bullied him a lot back then," Gangzi said.
The smile on Chi Cheng's face faded, and a dark color filled his pupils.
…