The two waited at the elevator door.
The girl's innocent and defenseless look caused the manager to look at her obscenely out of the corner of his eye.
Such a thin wrist.
The man had already imagined a perfect scene for tonight in his mind and would book a room later.
"bite."
Before Zhao Qiang could retract his evil gaze, he saw the elegant Tang Yanyan inside.
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he quickly adjusted his expression and greeted the woman.
"Secretary Tang, what a coincidence."
The man suppressed his excitement at being disturbed and dared not show any impatience.
"Um."
Ruan Mian was new here and didn't know that this company was run by Tang Yanyan's father, so she just smiled politely and then walked in.
Before Zhao Qiang could stop her, she was really stupid. She was so pretty but she couldn't read people's expressions.
As expected, Tang Yanyan took off her sunglasses and hung them on her collar, looking at the other person with a frown.
Both her looks and skin quality are better than those she gets from going to the beauty salon every day to maintain, and she looks much younger than herself.
The system reminded her.
"The person next to you is the heroine, Tang Yanyan. She has a spoiled personality. I don't recommend you take the same elevator with her."
The girl was about to leave, but the door closed before she could do so.
The inexplicably vicious gazes would fall on him from time to time, making him feel extremely uncomfortable like a maggot on his tarsal bone.
Ruan Mian lowered her head slightly, trying her best to reduce her presence, not understanding what she had done to make her unhappy.
The strong and pungent smell of perfume filled the sealed space. The girl's nose was itchy and she wanted to sneeze, but she held it back, but her eyes turned slightly red from holding it in.
"Are you new here?"
The sudden voice seemed quite awkward, and the girl nodded obediently.
"Could you please carry my bag for me? I'm going to the bathroom."
Tang Yanyan suddenly covered her stomach as if she was in pain. She opened the door and went straight to the bathroom.
Ruan Mian stood there stupidly with her brand-name bag, waiting until it was almost time to get off work, but no one came back.
Gradually, the floor became empty and there were not many people left.
A short-haired girl in a professional suit quickly turned off her computer and prepared to leave, then turned back and looked at her deeply.
"What are you doing here?"
The girl told Secretary Tang what he asked her to wait for.
The other person's expression was somewhat murky, and he whispered to her.
"Give the bag to Manager Zhao and go back."
The girl's curled eyelashes trembled, and she did what her sister said uncomfortably.
The short-haired girl looked at her back and shook her head.
Everyone knows that the daughter of the Tang family hates someone who is more beautiful and dazzling than herself. She is just deliberately making fun of her.
But this little girl is still unaware of her own beauty, and she will suffer in the future.
Manager Zhao seemed to have anticipated the outcome and stayed until the end.
He came out enthusiastically, pretending not to understand.
"Mianmian, it's time to get off work so late."
The girl's fingers had already turned red from being squeezed by the straps. She bit her lower lip and repeated the whole story.
The man listened attentively with a frown on his face, and rubbed his chin as if thinking.
"Why don't you just leave it in my office? I'll give it to Secretary Tang tomorrow."
When he took it, his rough palm took the opportunity to rub against the girl's tender skin.
In order not to alert her, I didn't stay too long.
Ruan Mian was easily deceived by Zhao Qiang's disguise, and the naive little fool was even full of gratitude to the evil wolf.
"It's already eight o'clock. Let me take you home."
Arriving at the underground parking lot, she pulled the back seat door but couldn't budge.
"manager?"
The man in the driver's seat smiled and said gently, "It might be broken. I'll fix it tomorrow. Mianmian, you sit in the front."
The girl fastened her seat belt obediently, leaving tiny red marks on her neck from the fabric.
She didn't notice it at all, but Zhao Qiang saw it through the mirror. It looked so tender.
The man's eyes were dark as he was thinking about how to lure the girl to the hotel.
He used his right hand to touch the gear lever but deliberately extended it a few centimeters further.
"Ouch, I'm so sorry."
Ruan Mian silently moved a little to the right. Why did the manager seem strange?
The man didn't drive far and used the excuse that he thought her seat belt was not fastened properly.
He leaned over and held the girl in his arms. Even at a very short distance, he could smell the girl's faint and charming fragrance.
Zhao Qiang swallowed hard, almost unable to suppress the dark thoughts surging in his heart.
Just when he was about to save the girl...
"Bang."
The car crashed into the barrier gate.
"Mianmian, wait for me for a moment."
The man scratched his hair in annoyance, opened the door and walked down, and saw a few tiny scratches.
This is his new car, which cost him hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Xiao Zhou, who was on duty, seemed to be taking a nap. Zhao Qiang knocked on the glass angrily, but no one got up.
Are you really not afraid of being fired?
"Hey, if you sleep any longer, don't come to work tomorrow!"
He turned his back to the vehicle and cursed in a low voice, but Xiao Zhou remained lying there.
The man reached through the narrow window and pushed the other person's shoulder.
"Did you sleep like a dead pig?"
The next second, his arm was suddenly scratched. The other person's hat brim was pulled down very low, covering most of his face.
Under the dim light, Zhao Qiang couldn't see his expression clearly, and just thought that he was angry because of the scolding just now.
"Hiss, Xiao Zhou, get out of here tomorrow and don't even think about working here anymore!"
The man cursed, rolled up his sleeves and walked back to the car, his face suddenly changing to a gentle one.
"Mianmian, that kid is wasting time by sleeping in. Let's go."
The girl looked out the car window at the security booth, and Xiao Zhou was still sitting there in a daze.
The head drooped down almost ninety degrees, which was not the arc that a normal person's neck could bend.
She suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on her back, looked away, and nervously grabbed the seat belt.
"Turn left ahead. It turns out Mianmian lives here."
Zhao Qiang was still flirting, and the arm that was grabbed was getting more and more itchy. He wanted to hold back and not make any vulgar gestures in front of the girl.
But it felt like there were bugs gnawing at me, and the itch went deep into my bones.
"Sorry, please wait a moment."
He rolled up his sleeves and took a closer look under the light. The place where the nail had scratched was faintly showing an unhealthy purple-blue color.
Damn, does Xiao Zhou have any infectious disease?
Beads of sweat slowly trickled down the man's forehead. He endured the extremely strange itch and sent the girl downstairs.
As soon as the person left, he could no longer maintain his gentlemanly demeanor and could not wait to scratch the wound fiercely, just to stop the itch in his bones.
The reflection in the mirror showed a few red bloodshot lines on the whites of his eyes, and his lips had turned from their normal red to pale purple.
Zhao Qiang didn't notice these silent changes and just cursed Xiao Zhou.
"Let's go to the hospital tomorrow to get some blood work done. How dare you, that bastard, scratch me!"
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