Chapter 64: The Downfall of Team Leader Jin Meiting (Please read on and give me your monthly votes!)
Jin Meiting still couldn't believe what had just happened in the elevator.
Take a deep breath in anger.
The huge thing in front of my chest swelled up and it was uncomfortable being restricted by the bra.
She was so depressed that she couldn't speak.
How did this man become the president of this hotel?
The last second, I was still dreaming of standing at the pinnacle of the Korean entertainment industry.
The next second, the dream was shattered, leaving me as a joke.
But I won't give up just like that.
Jin Meiting came to a suite in the hotel on the 21st floor.
Knocked on the door.
A man in a towel opened the door.
Jin Meiting ignored the man's astonishment and walked into the room.
He picked up the bottle of red wine on the table and poured himself a glass.
Gurgle gurgle.
Drink it all in one breath.
Then, with a blush on her face and eyes rolling, she hooked her finger: "Do you miss me?"
The man in the bath towel nodded absentmindedly and opened his hands to hug her.
Eh. Jin Meiting shook her head charmingly and made a sound to stop him.
Biting lower lip.
Leaning against the table, resting your hands on the surface.
The huge thing on his chest rose even more majestically.
She lifted her right foot and threw her high-heeled shoes aside, then raised her long legs in black stockings diagonally toward the sky.
The black silk toes pressed against the chest of the man in the bath towel.
Don't let him get close.
This posture perfectly outlines the curves of her legs wrapped in black stockings.
Slender and rounded.
The black stockings on the toes were stretched open, making them look thinner and more transparent, with the white toes faintly visible.
"Isn't it a pleasure to sleep with your boss's woman?" Jin Meiting giggled, her charming eyes moist: "You are really bold, President Cui."
The man called Chairman Choi grabbed Kim Mi-jeong's stocking-wrapped toes with both hands, squeezed them gently, and rubbed them on his face.
Show a look of satisfaction.
"He is just my employer, and we have a contractual relationship." Chairman Cui sniffed Kim Mi-jeong's black silk toes, his eyes becoming more intoxicated.
"Okay, I'll give you a chance." Jin Meiting gracefully pulled back her long legs and put her jade feet back into her high heels.
He turned around and poured himself another glass of red wine.
Drink it all in one gulp.
"Help me charm a little girl with your magic. If you let me sign her, I will give you a reward." Jin Meiting walked to Chairman Cui gracefully, her eyes glittering, and she said softly, "One night."
Just when Chairman Cui opened his arms to hug her, Kim Mi-jeong escaped easily.
He walked to the door and turned around: "Besides, I will help you keep this reward a secret, the boss won't know."
"Do you have her birth date?" President Cui looked at his empty hands and sniffed the scent of the jade feet lingering in his palms.
"I'll send someone up later." Jin Meiting waved goodbye: "It's up to you, President Cui, remember..."
"Don't worry, there are few people here who I can't charm." President Cui said confidently.
"That's good. Let me know when everything is ready." Jin Meiting turned and walked out of the room, snorting coldly with her red lips.
Stupid man, doesn't he know that he has the phone number of his tycoon wife? He will be in trouble then.
Fang Zuo and Oda Yui sat in the back seat of the taxi.
"Are you blaming me for not agreeing?" Fang Zuo patted Oda Yui's head.
“Dame.” Oda Yui shook her head, very excited: “Didn’t you see the way those people looked at me? It was as if I had stolen the man they had a crush on. Hahahaha, it was really fun.”
"You really don't blame me at all?"
"Hey! Not at all, but I'm still a little disappointed."
Oda Yui sighed, holding her face with both hands and frowning, "I finally figured out what I want to do in the future, but it's a pity that it can't be done."
"But it doesn't matter." Oda Yui became happy again: "I can still paint and become a great painter."
Fang Zuo patted her little head.
"Then let's go have lunch."
"Hey! What should I eat? Let me think, I want to eat ramen!"
"OK."
“I want fried dumplings too!”
"good."
“I want some sushi too.”
"Can you eat that much?"
"I can't eat anymore, Onii-chan, help me."
"OK."
While eating ramen with Oda Yui, Fang Zuo opened his mobile phone to check messages.
The earlier one was by Shiraishi Nagimitsu.
[Master, Nunu has gone to work. I had a very satisfying breakfast last night! (shy expression)]
[Remember to remind Yui to draw, love you! (lip print emoji)]
The last message that Sakura Kurumi left for him was just recently.
It seems that this little girl was busy all night and only went to rest just now.
This is more than just dedication.
It was her faith that supported her.
Voice message [I'm so tired, I just finished my work, I miss you so much, I want a hug! I want a kiss! I'll bite you to death, you bad guy! (grinning expression)]
[The information about legal religions in recent years that you asked me to look up will be delivered to my office desk later. Don’t forget to take it.]
[I'm going to take a shower and go to bed, Miss U]
[If you want to think about me, don’t think about that vixen! ]
【What~~】
The sound of a passionate kiss.
Religious information is out? It's quite efficient.
Fang Zuo sent Oda Yui to the studio and took a taxi to the police station.
Enter the elevator of Tokyo TV Tower and prepare to go to the second underground floor.
A figure rushed in.
Brought a fragrant breeze.
Minamikawa Keiko.
She was wearing a blue dress with hollowed-out details, delicate makeup, and her hair was tied up.
It seems that there is some large-scale event today that needs her to host.
"Here, this is for you." Keiko Minamikawa held a bento and bit her lower lip.
Her expression is as shy as that of a middle school student who is just beginning to fall in love.
Fang Zuo was stunned. He really didn't expect this.
"I've eaten." He didn't reach out to take it.
"Eat it first, otherwise you can throw it away." Minamikawa Keiko pouted.
This was her first time learning to make a bento, and she cut her hand.
The little hand grabbed Fang Zuo's arm and stuffed the lunch box into his hand.
Then he turned around, faced the elevator, pressed the 12th floor button, and turned his back to Fang Zuo.
I feel so aggrieved.
"That." Fang Zuo said.
"Hmph" Minamikawa Keiko felt a little proud. It turned out that men all fell for this.
He turned around and waited for Fang Zuo to apologize.
"How did you know I was coming?" Fang Zuo asked.
"I won't tell you." Nanchuan Jingzi was extremely angry. Just as they reached the second floor below ground, she used both hands to push Fang Zuo out of the elevator.
Fang Zuo shrugged and opened the lunch box.
Various kinds of sushi are neatly arranged inside.
Dried seaweed is also used to decorate the surface into various cute animals.
It seems that a lot of thought was put into it.
I took one, chewed it a few times, and finally swallowed it with great effort.
The rice was not cooked.
Half-cooked.
When I arrived at the police station, the lovely Sannomiya Tsubaki was still not sitting in the familiar seat.
I asked the police officer and he said he had been on sick leave for a few days and had not returned yet.
Fang Zuo came to Yingkong Kurumi's office and saw a thick stack of documents on the desk.
Fang Zuo opened it and sat on a chair to examine it carefully.
Sure enough, there is something.
The number of legal religious registrations in Japan over the past few decades has been astonishingly high.
In addition, some legal religions with orthodox gods in India have been registered.
Even some unrecognized evil religions in Europe, America and the Middle East have been successfully registered.
Not to mention several super large sects.
Don’t the native religions of Japan mind at all? Just when Fang Zuo couldn’t figure out the relationship, Shiraishi Nagi called.
Oda Yui has a high fever and is in the hospital.
(End of this chapter)
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