The president who hadn't delivered the check was a little unhappy, and eagerly stuffed the little wife to the co-pilot and uploaded it to the company, thinking that he must teach him a lesson today.
As soon as he stepped into the president's elevator, Jiao Qi was slammed on the elevator wall by his own old man, and his lips were blocked feverishly.
"Zhang big dick!" Jiao Qi pushed him hum.
"Don't move, there is a camera in it." The president smacked Xiaojiao's wife's soft lips and scared him triumphantly.
Zhang Chenfei is taller than Jiao Qi, and his frame is wider, so he can wrap his little wife like a Russian doll.
Feeling the body trembling in his arms, the president became more proud and bullied him in a dumb voice: "You said, if I fuck you here and the elevator opens for a while, how will the secretaries react?"
This scene is really exciting to think about. Jiao Qi couldn't help blushing and coughed dryly, "This is a high-speed elevator. Are you sure that three seconds will be enough for you to take off your pants?"
"Oh, man, how dare you provoke me! I won't stop even if you cry and become hoarse for a while!"
The fat secretary Yu Yuan was already waiting at the door of the president's room with a pile of documents, and chatting with Zhang Chenfei's three secretaries was full of enthusiasm.
"Yuanyuan, your style is not quite the same as that of other people in Basho." The female secretary Su Su poked Yu Yuan's little fleshy face and was surprised.
Basho refers to Jiao Qi's company. This company started out as an online video platform and later launched a spin-off "Basho Live", which is second to none in the new media industry. Although it is a fashionable and lively industry, the atmosphere inside Basho Company is rigorous and orderly because of their meticulous Virgo boss.
"Yes, people in our company think so too," Yu Yuan smiled honestly, "Last year they gave me a'Plantain Warrior' award. Hey, speaking of it, this year's annual meeting has already begun. It's planned, do we two companies start together?"
The day before yesterday, the Administration Department began to ask everyone for their opinions, and Yu Yuan hadn't responded yet, and the people who saw Shi Fei today suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"Or... Farewell." The three secretaries shook their heads into rattles. They didn't want Shi Fei's annual meeting to hold an adult standing committee.
During the conversation, the elevator rang out, and everyone reflexively kicked their legs straight, ready to bow and say hello.
The elevator door opened, revealing the president's tall and straight back like a supermodel.
"Wow!" The heavy and expensive belt buckle and the straight suit pants touched the ground instantly, revealing long honey-colored legs and black boxer briefs.
The world is quiet at this moment.
"Look, there is a plane!" Yu Yuan yelled, and the three secretaries quickly turned their heads to look at the wall with no windows at all, because they shook them too fast, there was a series of "clicks" in protest from the cervical vertebrae.
Mr. Dior kept this action, letting the elevator doors slowly close.
Facts have proved that elevator play is not a good idea, after all, the president's high-end suit pants have a great drape.
Walking out of the elevator again, everyone seemed to have amnesia, and the other side never mentioned the scene.
Because Mr. Jiao proposed to work here for a period of time, the efficient secretariat quickly placed a new desk next to the president's desk. Finally, I was fortunate enough to see how the "Basho Warrior" Yu Yuan worked.
"This is a large financial bill that needs to be paid."
"This is the seventh edition of the Planning Department."
"The anchor's'Conscience feeds the dog' contract renewal has not yet been negotiated. He asked for an increase of 30 million in the signing fee, otherwise he will switch to the big face live broadcast. The data given by the finance is that an additional 30 million is still possible. Reach the expected profit point, but it will exceed the treatment of "little bacon." Director Liang meant to work around and transfer the 30 million yuan as a bonus to the endorsement reward."
Jiao Qi held the signature pen and was silent for a moment: "Let him go, add 50 million to sign the big-faced'Devil King'."
"Okay." Yu Yuan responded with a smile, without being affected by the air-conditioning around Jiao.
Jiao Qi's efficiency is very high, and all the documents to be reviewed and approved were processed in less than an hour.
The little fat man twisted his flexible body to organize his things and put them in his bag: "There is a meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon, I will drive over to pick you up. Do I need to accompany you to lunch?"
Zhang Chenfei didn't hear everything in front of him, but he heard the phrase "to have lunch with you", and he stared at him with cold eyes. Seduce the little wife in front of him, do you want this fat man's whole body of pork belly!
"No need." Jiao Qi waved his hand and took the Shi Fei document handed over by Su Su and began to look at it.
Su Su looked at the little fat man with admiring eyes, and dared to accompany Mr. Jiao to lunch, he is really a god! The little fat man squeezed his eyes at her, raised the fleshy chin that merged with his neck, and left with his head high.
"President, President Li is here."
Mr. Li, who made an appointment yesterday, was pushed down.
"Yeah, Mr. Jiao is here too." Mr. Li smiled and greeted Jiao Qi. The secretary came in with a cup of tea and then all walked out, gently closing the door.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Chen said hello to Xiaojiao's wife first when he saw this man enter the door, his expression calm.
"I heard that you want to buy Little Jasmine, I'll discuss it with you." President Li said with a smile.
Little Jasmine is a game studio, recently developed a girl Xiangzhi brain game, very popular. However, the studio was small and could not afford the subsequent expansion of operations, so it sought out financing.
Shi Fei Technology took a fancy to this game, but did not plan to inject capital, but simply and rudely wanted to buy the entire studio.
However, Shi Fei Technology is mainly engaged in competitive games, and the handsome game under the name of President Li is mainly a girl-oriented game, which is more suitable for annexing Xiao Jasmine.
"So?" Zhang Chen raised his eyebrows, staring at President Li's annoying peachy eyes with unkind eyes.
"Now both sides raise the price together, it's not good. I want to discuss with you, you give me little Jasmine, and then Shi Fei buys shares, and we develop together."
"Heh! Li Yingjun, when I don't know what you are thinking?" Zhang Chenfei sneered, and when he heard the words "let me", the flames above his head jumped to the roof. Don't think that he doesn't know that this person is obviously trying to snatch Little Jasmine, but in fact he is trying to snatch his little wife.
"This is what I fancy first, and that can only be mine. For such a small studio, Shi Fei does not do cooperative development. If you want, you can rely on your own ability!" If you are unceremonious, it does not fit the market in any way. On the principle of "not easily offending others".
The air stagnated for a moment.
"Haha, ahhaha, let's do it." Li Yingjun was shocked by such cool lines, touched his nose awkwardly, and got up to say goodbye.
Jiao Qi glared at the nonsense Old Attack, got up and sent Mr. Li out.
"He took gunpowder today, don't take it to your heart." Jiao Qi apologized embarrassedly.
"It's okay, he has always been like this in business matters. I'm used to it if he doesn't give in." Mr. Li was very generous, and smiled and asked Jiao Qi to play at home another day.
Returning to the president's room, I saw Mr. Dior Zhang sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding another glass of red wine in his hand.
Seeing him coming in, his voice was cold and ironic: "Why, I can't bear to see your old lover?"
Jiao Qi was stunned when he heard this... What
At the beginning, he and Zhang Dacang met on a blind date, and before they met Zhang Chenfei, he met others. Among them, this includes the president Li Yingjun. At that time, they didn't care about each other, so they didn't care about it. Zhang Chenfei had never cared about it for so many years. He never expected that he would think of old things at this time.
Before he could explain, Zhang Chenfei suddenly grabbed it and pressed it in his arms, and involuntarily took a sip of red wine.
Jiao Qi smacked his mouth, the taste was good, so he took another sip with Lao Gong's hand.
"It's really a little greedy cat." The president said the classic lines frivolously.
"Puff—" Jiao Qi spouted a sip of red wine and dyed the white shirt on his chest red.
"Ah, I forgot to give you the invitation letter, the day after tomorrow our company's new product release..." Mr. Li, who returned home, opened the door and saw Xiaojiao's wife "being abused", and couldn't help standing still on the spot.
Chapter 6 The President’s Million Brides (6) ┃ Jiao Qi’s phone rang and the display name was "Dad"
Li Yingjun is a rich second-generation. He also loved to play when he was young and ignorant. He often spent time with friends and friends, so he knew the meaning of the scene.
He has a friend who likes to play with an innocent student girl. Student girls often do not drink alcohol, and this is what the friend likes the most. Hold the student girl’s face, pour a glass of red wine into it, watching her cough helplessly, the wine squirts out of her mouth and nose, wetting a large piece of clothes, and the friends, friends and foxes, will laugh and laugh.
This kind of trick that can only be used on the companion girl, he never expected that Zhang Chenfei would use it to abuse Jiao Qi.
Jiao Qi is the second generation of decent and rich, rich and powerful. And Zhang Chenfei is an upstart in the mall from scratch. How could he, how dare he be such an insult!
"Zhang Chenfei, what are you doing!" Li Yingjun stepped up angrily and pulled Jiao Qi up.
Zhang Chenfei's eyes suddenly became cold, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth: "Okay, very good, tugging in front of me, eh?"
Jiao Qi had a headache, and patted Li Yingjun on the shoulder: "Handsome, it's okay, we are both having fun."
"What a joke!" President Li hated the iron and pointed to the large wet mark, "You don't go out to play, don't understand these, you know he did this..."
"Enough!" The President couldn't bear it and pulled Xiaojiao's wife back into his arms and wrapped it tightly in a suit jacket. The drenched shirt is attached to the body, and the lines of the muscles and the looming small spots can be seen. This person is embarrassed to point his fingers around.
"I was choking myself, not what you thought." Jiao Qi emerged from his suit, because he choked on that bite, his eyes were still red. The little one shrank in the arms of the tyrant, looking extremely pitiful, but he tried to maintain the image of the family to the outside world.
President Li gradually calmed down and sighed. He is a married husband who has received a certificate, and it is a housework after all, and it is not easy to mix up with an outsider. Silently put down the two invitations, shook his head and left. It turns out that Zhang Chen's fear of his wife, good men, and so on was widely rumored in the circle, which was an illusion made by this scheming man.
The secretary came to close the door and saw the husband and wife who looked like conjoined babies. He glanced at his president’s face as black as the bottom of a pot, his chin hit his collarbone in an instant: "Yes, I'm sorry, President. I think Mr. Li just walked for a minute and again. I should be fine when I came back, so I didn't knock on the door..."
"Get out!" Zhang Chenfei's voice was full of sparks.
"Boom!" The door closed, and the room was quiet, leaving only the sound of each other's breathing.
A new shirt was scrapped. Jiao Qi pushed away the big cock tightly holding him and twisted the wet fabric on his chest, which was quite a pity. This high-grade material can hardly be washed off when dyed with red wine.
When a new message came in from the "Dingdong" Brain, Jiao Qi clicked on it, and the virtual screen showed the content of the letter.
[Li Yingjun: If you need help, remember to speak up. 】
"..." This was treating him as a woman and a man who was domestically abused, and Jiao Qi twitched his mouth.
"Whose news?" Zhang Chenfei looked over. The brain is connected to neurons, and only the person can see the content when the shared screen is not turned on.
"No one." Jiao Qi didn't want to speak, and turned to the bathroom. If you mention Li Yingjun now, Mr. President is about to explode.
Zhang Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the dodgy Xiaojiao wife. Sure enough, he was secretly contacting Wang. He closed his eyes, grabbed the little thing trying to escape, and threw it on the sofa.
"What are you doing?" Jiao Qi got up and was hugged by Zhang Chenfei from behind, unbuttoning the wet shirt piece by piece.
"Continue with what we didn't finish just now." The president laughed ambiguously, and took the shirt of Xiaojiao's wife to his elbow, picked up the unfinished red wine in his hand, and poured it on the beautifully curved back.
"Um..." The slightly cold liquor ran down the ridge, and was licked by the warm lips and tongue. Jiao Qi felt soft and was rubbed by Zhang Dazhao. After kneading, he threw him a clean shirt.
"Wear mine first." Mrs. President pulled out a spare shirt of his own in the lounge. It was one size larger than Jiao Qi's size, and it was worn loosely, just enough to cover the ass.
Just now on the sofa, the pants were stained with red wine, Jiao Qi took off his pants, took out the belt, and asked Zhang Dadi to get another one.
"There are no pants here." The President smiled evilly and threw Xiaojiao's wife's pants out of the window.
"Hey! Throwing objects high in the sky, you fucking..." Jiao Qi ran to the window and looked down. Fortunately, there was a green area outside. There was no one during working hours at the moment. The poor pants floated down and hung on the new tree. Transplanting osmanthus tree.
Somewhere in the round run was looming because of Xiaojiao's wife's movement on the windowsill. Zhang Chenfei walked over and slapped him: "Come here and accompany me to approve the documents."
The President sat on the wide boss chair, patted his strong thigh, and motioned for the little wife to sit up.
"Aren't you trying to steal secrets? Sit up, move yourself, and I will give you everything you want to see."
"..."
Jiao Qi didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he went to the lounge and pulled out a pair of Zhang Chenfei's trousers and put it on. He called Yu Yuan and asked him to bring a set of clothes when he came to pick him up.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Chenfei watched Xiaojiao's wife answer a mysterious call and ran away in a hurry. Standing at the window and looking down, he saw that he got in a black business car. Before getting into the car, he looked guilty around.
Damn Wang!
Jiao Qi was also a person of identity anyway. He came out of the old attack building in inappropriate clothes and was embarrassed when he was seen. He jumped into the car with a thunder and thunder, put on his clothes in the car, and finally relaxed.
The meeting opened from two o'clock to five o'clock, and some affairs were processed, and it was busy time until the end of get off work.
"Goodbye, Mr. Jiao!"
"See you tomorrow, Mr. Jiao!"
Walking out of Basho’s office building amidst the staff’s greetings, Jiao Qi remembered that his car was still in Shifei, so he prepared to let Yu Yuan send him there.
"Om—" The roar of the motor went from far to near, and the silver Maserati stopped in front of him with a beautiful flick. The glass window slowly shook, revealing Zhang Chenfei's handsome and extraordinary face. The sky has dimmed, and the street lights are gradually turning on, reflecting the facial features that are deeper than ordinary people more three-dimensionally.
I have to say that this face is really good-looking. Over the years, Zhang Dadi has also made him angry from time to time, but every time he sees this face, his anger can be cut by half.
Jiao Qi was a little surprised: "Why did you come to pick me up?" He even remembered his company address. Is his mind about to recover
Zhang Chenfei opened the car door with a low laugh and walked out, supporting the roof of the car with one hand, trapping Xiaojiao's wife between the car and his chest: "Of course, my man, only I can pick it up. I don't allow you to ride in someone else's car. Remember, you are'my' man!"
"..."
Basho employees passing by after get off work curiously looked here.
"Wow, who is that? It's in the car!"
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh did i see that it is always the car of jiao?"
"Huh? Well, that..."
"Isn't it Mr. Zhang? Tsk tsk, old man and old man, he still knows how to play. Oops, if my husband is also so romantic, it would be nice."
In fact, the parties did not think how romantic they were, only that their scalp was going to explode. This rigid line, the ups and downs and the accented voice, is simply a nightmare.
The car pulled out of the parking lane and drove onto the road.
"Where are you going?" At the red light, Jiao Qi saw the car parked on the left turn, and quickly stopped. "Don't go back to the villa. You have to go to work tomorrow. It's too far. Go here." He said, Yongzhi The brain was connected to the car navigator and pointed out the location of the downtown apartment on the virtual screen.
"Hehe," the president smiled and leaned over, holding Xiaojiao's wife's chin and licking, "Baby, are you impatiently trying to fulfill your obligations when you are going home so early?"
Jiao Qi blushed, "Then where are you going?"
"A place for recreation." The president raised his eyebrows mysteriously, and flicked the steering wheel to drive away from home.
As he was talking, Jiao Qi's phone rang, and the name was "Dad", so he had to pick it up.
"Yanyan, are you off work?" Yanyan was Jiao Qi's nickname until he was in high school. At that time, he was thin again, so his classmates gave him the nickname "Salt and Pepper Spare Ribs", which made Jiao Qi very unhappy. In a fit of anger, Dad Jiao changed his son's name.
"Yeah." Jiao Qi responded, took a look at the route, and found that this was neither the way to the villa nor the way back to the apartment. He couldn't help but wonder.
"What about the kid?" Jiao's father mentioned Zhang Chenfei in a tone that was not as gentle as before.
"He's driving." Jiao Qi brows.
When the two were first together, his father didn't like Zhang Chenfei. Of course, the main reason was that he couldn't accept that his son liked men, so he didn't like him no matter who Jiao Qi was looking for. For so many years, Zhang Chenfei has been performing well, his career is booming, and he is especially pleasing to people, and he has bought the old Jiao family early. It is not "that kid" or "this guy" anymore, but "chenchen" and "good son".
This suddenly changed his tone, and something must have happened.
"All right, the old man sea fishing gave me some lobsters. You two will go home on the weekend."
go home? Jiao Qi looked at the old offense who was immersed in the plot to pay off his debts and save the old man: "We have to go to a press conference on the weekend. Let's talk about it then."
Hanging up the communication, Jiao Qi looked at the scenery outside the window, his face changed, "Here..."
With bright lights and loud music, this is a very famous nightclub with songs, wine, and beauties.
Zhang Chenfei smiled and pulled him out of the car, and gave the doorman a few tips.
Seeing Lao Gong's familiar road, Jiao Qi gradually clenched his fists. As a president, Zhang Dadi would often return late, but he would report where he was going in advance. However, those whereabouts never include this nightclub.