Su Qiong, a well-known beauty, although not as young as a girl, she is like an undefeated peony flower. It is amazingly lethal to young men like Zhang Yuan, let alone enjoying her in her office. The hydrating red lips opened for a man for the first time, the kind of psychological and physical enjoyment, made Zhang Yuan comfortable and almost collapsed.
"Sister Su, you must have done very well when you were studying, and learning is really fast." Zhang Yuan touched Su Qiong's first hair, closed his eyes with enjoyment, and hummed happy from time to time.
Su Qiong also broke through the shyness and fear of getting dirty at the beginning, becoming more and more proficient, with a happy smile on his face, and hurriedly replied, "Say, call Auntie, otherwise... the horse won't let you in."
It should be said that Su Qiong needs, Zhang Yuan is also willing to give it, a rich charm, a young man, no coercion, no conspiracy, no deal, everyone is purely to find happiness, there is nothing wrong with this.
Su Qiong is the boss and does not need to follow the rules and regulations, so there is nothing wrong with doing this in the office.
But doing this kind of thing in the office without closing the door would be a big mistake, and after learning from the lessons of Su Qiong's daughter, still not closing the door, that would be a mistake.
Since there is a mistake, then a price must be paid.
Finally, the door of the office was pushed open again. This time this person would not call mom outside first, because it was not Su Qiong's daughter who came in.
"Lao Su..." The woman who came in was stunned by the ridicule in front of her, too shocked. The scene was fragrant, colorful, exciting, and the beautiful female boss was unable to lean on the chair, and Zhang Yuan stood without pants. On the side, as for the action and the key location, it is even clearer. It can be said that who saw who was shocked. This is not an office. This is simply a filming scene!
In fact, it doesn’t matter who comes in. If a man comes in and sees it, Zhang Yuan doesn’t suffer. Su Qiong’s clothes are still neat, and there is nothing springy to vent. If a beautiful woman comes in, Zhang Yuan will make a profit, even Zhang Yuan. Girls, it doesn’t matter.
However, the one who came in turned out to be about to determine the relationship, but the relationship has not yet been determined. It can be said that the most terrible woman, Leng Shuang.
A while ago, Zhang Yuan pretended to be hypnotized, and said to Leng Shuang that it had nothing to do with Su Qiong, but it was only a short time before he put the thing into his mouth. No one can accept this. What makes Leng Shuang angry most is, This kid didn't tell the truth to himself, and Leng Shuang also cleverly imagined that the uncle who was posing as Zhang Yuan on Ise Najima was not hypnotized. How could his hypnotist let him explain the problem honestly
So the conclusion is that this kid is lying, pretending to be hypnotized, playing by himself!
Leng Shuang was angry. No matter if it was Zhang Yuan or Uncle, she could not tolerate this guy being so shameless and sentimental. It turns out that a stallion is not so easy to do, a person who wants to play with affection and want to play with mercy everywhere. Stallions are more difficult to make.
Leng Shuang was upset, and the consequences were serious, so he threw a sentence: "Liar!" Turned his head and left.
The two people who knew what was wrong were also panicked and at a loss, Zhang Yuan didn't know what to do.
Dao couldn't chase it out, he wanted to chase Lengshuang, but he couldn't leave this mature beauty who had just called himself the last and first time in his life.
But at this time, Sister Su Qiong fully carried forward the style, which also fully demonstrated the considerate and understanding of adult women.
Su Qiong quickly helped Zhang Yuan lift his pants, and then patted Zhang Yuan's, "What are you doing while standing stupid, why don't you chase?"
"Oh, Yuan promised hurriedly and ran to the door, but when he reached the door, he was stopped by Su Qiong again.
"Hey! If... I need to explain or apologize, either."
Zhang Yuan didn't answer, but he wouldn't really ask Su Qiong to explain what a good woman, she would rather put her face down on her own, so Zhang Yuan would not do that, let alone Su Qiong was not wrong.
After chasing out the car shop, he saw Lengshuang's figure running towards the subway station, and Zhang Yuan chased him quickly.
It’s really not good to be caught by someone, "Fuck! Liar! I won’t believe what you say!" Leng Shuang always said that. After he took the subway ticket with coins, he directly covered his ears with both hands. Yelled: "I don't listen! I don't listen to anything!"
After a while, Zhang Yuan reluctantly walked from the subway station. There was no way, Leng Shuang was getting angry. He had to come back first.
Moreover, he also received a call from Fan Jiaojiao, saying that there was an important matter, as if it was from Fan Dasheng, asking the couple to prepare and go to a reception in the evening.
Zhang Yuan didn’t expect that the evening reception would delay Leng Shuang’s affairs for a long time. He didn’t meet this girl again until the beginning of school. Then how would he take this girl down? Then I’ll talk about it first. Said this cocktail party.
In the evening, Park Hyatt Hotel, Presidential Suite.
"Da Sengzheng, you have finished your work in China Shipping this time. Why do you still notify the consulate to hold a reception? I don't know if you have said hello to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?" The oily assistant looked at Fukuo Cangye as if to remind. Said.
The old man Cangye rolled his eyes and said coldly, "I just borrowed the consulate for a small reception. Does the royal family have no right to do so? If that's the case, I will change the reception to the Park Hyatt Hotel. "
"No, it doesn't really matter where the party is held, but why do you ask that you must invite the mayor of Zhonghai City, Fan Dasheng, and indicate that you must have the whole family?" The assistant lowered his head, but his eyes turned back and forth.
Cangyefu sneered, "Xiaocun, when is it your turn to take care of me? Do you want to be this great monk? Or find a place to see if you have this strength?"
The assistant who called Xiaocun shuddered. Lao Cangye is the number one in the Japanese imperial family. Otherwise, he wouldn't be the head of martial arts, and he would have to compete with him.
"No, Master Zheng, I just reminded..."
Cangye Fuku interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "It's getting late, go get the car."
"Yes."
However, when Xiaocun walked out of the room, he didn't rush to prepare the car. Instead, he hid in an empty corner, took out his mobile phone, and pressed a number.
"Hey, it's the director, I'm Xiaocun." Xiaocun called and looked around vigilantly.
"Yes, I am, what's the situation?" A low and a little arrogant voice sounded from the other side.
"That's right, the monk is going to invite Fan Dasheng to a reception. I think the reception is fake, and I want to inform Zhang Yuan that the news is true, because the monk made the decision after calling it under the Hejing Palace."
"Well, I heard that they fell out and were a little happy. Now they seem to be too happy." The voice on the other side muttered and groaned. After a while, the voice finally asked: "Are you sure Zhang Yuan hasn't got the news yet?"
"No, why don't you let the monk be so anxious to have this cocktail party?"
"It makes sense." The voice on the other side agreed, and then he murmured: "That way, you can get the dead old man." Then he ordered: "Well, Komura, I thank you on behalf of all Japanese soldiers."
"You're welcome, how could the princess of our great Japanese imperial family snatch it away from a little gangster? This is what I should do." Mei Xiaomura said with a smile.
"Don't worry, don't worry about this, take care of your monk, and you will be charged for the thank-you fee later."
"Thank you, Minister." Xiaomura smiled and bowed to the phone, then said, "The monk is very powerful. Please proceed with caution."
"Know!" The other side snorted and hung up the phone.