"I will try my best to speak in front of President Su." Qin Bing said so, but if it is found that it is not just negligence, it is not something he can control.
When Manager Zhao heard this, half of his fear hung up: "Deputy Manager Qin, thank you so much. I will toast and toast."
Zhao Junjie filled Qin Bing with wine and raised a toast. At this time, Qin Bing said, "Manager Zhao, we still need to support President Su's work in the future."
"That's for sure, that's for sure." Manager Zhao agreed, as for what he thought in his heart, only he knew.
But Qin Bing wanted to buy this face, but he believed that the Soviet Union would do business in an official manner and was absolutely unambiguous.
"Deputy Manager Qin, I'll go to the bathroom, ha, you drink, you drink." Manager Zhao pushed open the wooden door.
After Manager Zhao went out, he murmured a few words with the boss, the store boss nodded desperately, and soon a Japanese waitress came to Qin Bing's box.
The waitress was the one before, the one who served them.
"Manager Zhao said something was going on. I have already paid and left. Let me come and drink with you." The waitress knelt on the floor, poured a glass of wine for Qin Bing, and continued, "My name is Qianzi Fukada."
Qin Bing didn't know which play Manager Zhao sang, wouldn't it be digging holes for himself
"Are you really Japanese? Your Chinese is good." Qin Bing took the wine handed over by the other party and looked over, only to discover that the other party was different.
Compared with before, the kimono is obviously different this time. Before, the kimono was only opened a little bit, but this time, the kimono was almost half open.
Is your sister really in a vacuum? Qin Bing cursed inwardly, but he was full of enthusiasm.
The kimono was originally not long, it was just wrapped around the hips, and the white legs were also exposed, enchanting and charming.
"Mr. Qin, do you know why our Japanese kimonos are designed like this? For example, there is a pillow in the back?" Qianzi Fukada asked in a low voice.
The Japanese pronunciation has its own babble, and when it comes out of the mouths of these women, it feels like a little bird.
"I don't know." Qin Bing didn't think so much. For example, Hanfu, which looks like a kimono, didn't know it had a special effect.
Qianzi Fukada untied the kimono as he said, and immediately put the pillow on the back of the waist up, and then leaned back a bit, turning it into a pillow and lying on it.
Qianzi Fukada lay flat on the ground, with her legs bent, and her kimono was completely separated. It had become a bed sheet, and the cushion on her back became a pillow, unfolding like a beautiful picture scroll.
Qin Bing stared at it.
I rely on, Manager Zhao's arrangement? Qin Bing suddenly realized.
This Japanese waitress is indeed ecstatic, but Qin Bing can't make a mistake.
"Mr. Qin, now do you know what this kimono is for?" Seeing that Qin Bing was unmoved, Qianzi Fukada thought that he was not attractive enough, or he was embarrassed, so he proactively extended his leg to Qin. In the arms of the soldier.
Qin Bing was shocked by this stretch.
Qin Bing felt that the blood in his body was warming up, and Qianzi Fukada stood up again, got behind Qin Bing, and said, "Mr. Qin, let me give you a massage."
As he said, a pair of jade hands kneaded on Qin Bing's shoulders, and at the same time pressed his chest to Qin Bing's back.
Qin Bing is a passionate young man. It is impossible for him to sit back and relax when encountering this kind of seduce. However, the dish delivered by Manager Zhao is too high-profile. It will not become his handle from now on. What should I do if I stabb you one day?
Therefore, he must control himself not to eat this woman's dish.
"Sorry, my company still has something to do. Since I have paid, I will leave first." Qin Bing said.
After speaking, Qin Bing got up and prepared to flee here. He was afraid that he would not be able to control it in front of such a fairy, especially for such a Japanese woman. The servility in his bones made men very eager to conquer.
Seeing that Qin Bing was about to leave, Qianzi Fukada hurriedly took a card and stuffed it into Qin Bing's pocket, and said, "Mr. Qin, this is my WeChat ID. Go back and remember to add me."
Qin Bing did not refuse and left the Japanese restaurant.
"Grandma, if it weren't for fear of being caught with pigtails, the Japanese girl just now is really punctual." Qin Bing never forgets, but he must always control this kind of woman's sex in the workplace like walking on thin ice.
When I arrived at my residence, I didn't expect my cousin Zhou Jiaying was watching TV with potato chips on the sofa in the living room.
Seeing Zhou Jiaying wearing an explicit nightdress with her slender thighs exposed, she can still vaguely see the shorts in her nightdress.
"Brother, are you back? Have you eaten?" Zhou Jiaying asked with concern as soon as Qin Bing sat next to her.
"Eat, how about you? Get off work so early today." Qin Bing asked, but his eyes wandered on Zhou Jiaying's chest.
I used to treat her as a cousin, but at this moment, the Japanese woman aroused desire, and the flame in Qin Bing's heart has not been extinguished for a long time.
This time, when he used a man's vision to go to a large number of Zhou Jiaying, he felt the female hormones from Zhou Jiaying's body, very feminine, and the skin was like fat.
"Brother? What's wrong with you?" Zhou Jiaying bit the potato chips and asked in confusion.
At this time, Qin Bing didn't know which rib was wrong, and suddenly rushed over, pressing Zhou Jiaying under him.
"Huh? Brother." Zhou Jiaying was startled, and looked up at Qin Bing above.
The vision of the two people came into contact with each other and they were electrocuted.
Under the action of special hormones, Qin Bing and Zhou Jiaying were electrocuted together and looked at each other.
Zhou Jiaying had always liked Qin Bing, and felt that she blushed immediately after being so pressed, her chest undulating.
At this time, a gunshot on the TV brought Qin Bing back to reality. Damn, what do you do with beasts
"I'm going to take a shower." Qin Bing hurried away from Zhou Jiaying, feeling embarrassed, so he ran to the bathroom and took a cold shower.
Zhou Jiaying was stunned, but her heart was sweet.
After taking a shower, they went back to their rooms and played with their phones for a while.
This cold water bath did not completely dispel Qin Bing's fire, but it burned more and more.
"Grandma's, then Manager Zhao won't give me medicine, right?" Qin Bing muttered in his heart. As a passionate young man, this was really unbearable.
Qin Bing took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Zhou Jiaying on WeChat: "Did you sleep