Chapter 33 Bathroom
[You received a drop from the high-level zombie "Wan Jiao": Oral Health +1]
[You left the elevator and survived, survival points +10.]
The elevator door opened.
The seventh floor of Yaan International.
Song Cheng walked out of the elevator first, and then Wan Jiao, who had tidied her manners, followed him out with a normal expression.
Looking at the two of them, you couldn't tell that they had just kissed in the elevator.
As a Grade A office building, each floor of Yaan International is no less than one thousand square meters.
The seventh floor covers an area of 1,200 square meters, and the smallest office area is 300 square meters.
At present, there are three office areas on the seventh floor, two of which are still vacant, and only the middle area is rented by Songshi Technology.
There was no one at the reception desk.
As they walked forward, Song Cheng and Wan Jiao walked side by side. They were a handsome man and a beautiful woman, very pleasing to the eyes.
"I always feel like you're brushing your teeth secretly without my knowledge."
Wan Jiao looked around absent-mindedly.
For some reason, the more she kissed Song Cheng, the more clearly she could feel the changes in the man's mouth, which became more and more fresh and pure, just like breathing the fresh air of nature, refreshing and refreshing, and the more she kissed, the more excited she became.
A perfect kissing experience.
"I'll take that as a compliment."
Song Cheng smiled slightly, walked into the company, and saw Cao Yingying and Zhao Jie who were busy.
Although the office area has been renovated, there are still many office supplies that need to be purchased, so Cao Yingying and Zhao Jie have been busy with these trivial matters today.
"Brother Song, Manager Wan."
Seeing the two of them, Cao Yingying immediately called out in a tender voice, put down the flower pot she was fiddling with, crossed her beautiful legs wrapped in thin flesh-colored stockings under her hip skirt, her silk feet in high heels, and greeted them with a sweet smile.
You're welcome.
Song Chengshun hugged the female secretary's waist, pulled her into his arms, and kissed the woman's seductive little mouth openly.
Don't be fooled by her petite figure, only 165cm tall, 170cm with high heels, but her body proportions and curves are very good. She is soft when you hug her, like a comfortable pillow.
Unlike the woman next to him, who is 175cm tall and looks like 180cm tall when wearing high heels, she is only an eyebrow shorter than him when wearing shoes.
"Hmm."
When she was suddenly kissed, Cao Yingying's cheeks turned red and her eyes were filled with shyness.
And see this.
Wan Jiao snorted inwardly and spat, but remained calm and expressionless on the surface, still as cold as ever.
He just touched his lips, without sticking out his tongue.
Humph, not as good as myself.
“The company environment is good.”
She pretended not to care, looked around, and said casually, "It's just a little quiet, there aren't many people around."
Zhao Jie came over and greeted with a smile.
Song Cheng nodded slightly in response to Zhao Jie and said casually, "I just set up the company yesterday and haven't hired anyone yet."
Cao Yingying leaned against him and blinked, "Brother Song, I've posted the recruitment advertisement on various platforms and have received several resumes. Would you like to take a look?"
As he said that, he ran to the side and got the tablet he had just bought.
After taking the tablet, Song Cheng went to his office, sat down on the sofa in the tea area, and started reading.
On the left and right sides, two women sat down with their hips raised and their legs together.
Zhao Jie served tea and water, her eyes constantly flickering as she stole glances at the three of them.
Zhang Chen, 25, is a programmer specializing in application development. He has participated in multiple project development projects and is proficient in Java, Python, C++, JavaScript, and other languages. He is willing to work overtime and is hardworking. He has three years of work experience.
Wang Hui, accountant, 30 years old, graduated from Yuncheng University of Finance and Economics with a college degree, and has worked as a financial manager.
"It looks okay."
Song Cheng put down the tablet and asked with a smile, "What do you think, Manager Wan?"
Wan Jiao said casually: "The resume is just a stepping stone, the details still depend on the interview."
Song Cheng leaned back on the sofa and said, "Then let's notify these two people to come for the interview tomorrow afternoon."
Cao Yingying agreed obediently, took the tablet and sent interview notices to the two people.
"How much is your company's registered capital?"
Wan Jiao was at ease and in no hurry to leave.
"One million."
Song Cheng smiled and said, "Senior sister, if you feel attracted to me in the future, you can come to my place."
How many?
Oh.
What do you mean by having no money and no connections? You really know how to pretend.
"Let's talk about it later."
Wan Jiao looked at the time with a meaningful look in her eyes, then stood up and said, "The company is doing well, President Song needs to keep working hard."
Song Cheng stood up to see him off.
With that, the two left the office.
"Where is the toilet?"
Wan Jiao paused and suddenly asked.
Song Cheng simply led the way.
When she arrived at the bathroom, Wan Jiao looked behind her and saw no one.
The next moment.
Song Cheng was pulled into the bathroom by the woman and entered the cubicle.
Doing these?
This is a company, Cao Yingying and Zhao Jie are still outside.
Song Cheng was surprised by the woman's boldness and seemed to be thinking about something.
Is this a love of thrill seeking?
interesting.
"Mr. Song."
Wan Jiao pushed the man in front of her onto the toilet seat, then crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes cold as she leaned closer and said, "You're kissing another woman in front of me, do you really think I don't care at all?"
The chest wrapped in the skirt is full and majestic.
Perfect shape.
Song Cheng's gaze paused on the woman's chest. He smelled the fragrance on her body, then pulled her delicate body into his arms and sat her on his lap.
"So, what does Mr. Wan want?"
The palm of the hand fell on the woman's beautiful black silk legs, feeling the silkiness and elasticity.
"This won't happen again."
Wan Jiao said coldly: "Don't say you don't have that ability now. Even if you have that ability, I promised to be your woman, and you can't be so unscrupulous with other women in front of me."
"Otherwise, I'll bite you to death and turn you into a eunuch!"
After saying that, he took the initiative to hug her and kissed her with his red lips.
After a passionate lovemaking.
A blush appeared on the woman's neck again, and a light flush appeared on her cheeks.
"I'm sorry, I won't dare to do this again next time."
Song Cheng was still unsatisfied, and said in a playful tone: "If Mr. Wan wants to bite me to death, don't say I didn't give you a chance. You can try now."
As he said this, he let go of the woman and patted her silk legs.
Wan Jiao narrowed her eyes, moved her delicate body away, and put her long, slender black silk legs together and straight.
Inside the office.
After Song Cheng and Wan Jiao left.
"Yingying."
Zhao Jie couldn't help but ask again, "You really don't have any sense of crisis at all?"
Cao Yingying stood up from the sofa and said cheerfully, "What sense of crisis?"
Zhao Jie said earnestly, "Boss Song has just started inviting Manager Wan."
Cao Yingying blinked and said, "Oh, don't worry, Manager Wan is doing very well at Hongyan Decoration and won't come to our company."
"Besides, I'm not afraid. Brother Song kissed me just now."
well.
That’s what I said, but I still feel uneasy.
Zhao Jie inexplicably felt that there was something fishy going on between Song Cheng and Manager Wan.
Although the two of them behaved normally, I just had a hunch, a feeling that something was wrong with them and that they were hiding something.
As they were talking, the two of them went to the bathroom.
"Oh, don't worry."
Cao Yingying looked in the mirror, looked at her lips, and said cheerfully, "If you're really worried, then go try Brother Song. Remember to wear stockings and a uniform. Brother Song likes these."
Zhao Jie rolled her eyes and said stubbornly, "Go ahead and try it. Do you think I don't dare? I'll try it tomorrow and you'll regret it."
Cao Yingying didn't take it seriously and pouted, "Help me check if my lipstick is smudged."
Zhao Jie said angrily, "It's fine. A lipstick worth over a hundred yuan can withstand water. You just touched it once, how could it possibly smudge?"
Cao Yingying said with a smile: "No, I'll apply it a little more. It feels a little lighter. I can't let Brother Song down."
As she said that, she opened her bag, picked up her lipstick and started applying it.
Zhao Jie was speechless and was about to leave when her gaze paused and fell on the mirror and the gap under the toilet cubicle door behind her.
There seems to be something?
She remained calm, pretending that her shoelaces were loose. She squatted down to untie her shoelaces while glancing at the gap under the cubicle door behind her.
The next moment, his eyes widened.
Someone, a woman wearing thin black stockings on her legs and silver diamond-studded high heels on her feet.
It's Manager Wan
(End of this chapter)
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