The air in the conference room was a little cold, and the boiling water in the thermos radiated a hint of heat
The morning routine lasted until 10:30 and it was not over. Although Qing Hong had already been to the bathroom and simply cleaned the sticky liquid below, she still felt that the place where her legs were clamped was a little sticky and wet, and she couldn't explain why. Although she had been in the literary circle for many years, it was the first time that she was stimulated to reach orgasm with words. This kind of orgasm was even more exciting than her husband's sex. She only felt that her whole brain was blank just now, and she seemed to have stopped breathing instantly. Did she really become so unsatisfied?
Sister Qing, Sister Qing…
Qinghong heard someone calling him, and then came to her senses. She saw a slender and weak figure beside her. It turned out to be Shuman, a colleague from the marketing department.
What's wrong?
Schuman fell to Qinghong's ear and said softly: Mr. Zheng is looking for you and ask you to go to his office
Oh, I got it
Qing Hong packed up the notebook and memo on the table, quietly got up and walked out of the conference room
The man she was going to see was Zheng Wenguang. She had no good impression of this man. Although he was the marketing director of the entire company's North China region, he controlled the control of the Beijing company, Tianjin company and Shenyang branch of the group. It is of course not easy to sit in this seat at the age of 45. Time has carved many vicissitudes on his face, but it also made him more calm and restrained, especially his deep and sharp eyes, which seemed to see through many secrets hidden in your heart.
It was through this person's interview that Qing Hong successfully entered the company and climbed all the way to the position of marketing manager.
Qing Hong came to the floor-to-ceiling glass door with matte wallpaper and knocked three politely
Dong, Dong, Dong
Is it Qinghong? Come in
Qing Hong walked into Zheng Wenguang's office slowly in clear high heels. Zheng Wenguang sat on a comfortable sofa chair, staring at the beauty in front of her with a faint smile, looking at her white and beautiful face with a faint makeup, her long black and smooth hair tied with a simple ponytail, a slim suit, a light white shirt tightly wrapped around a pair of plump and firm breasts, and underneath was a slim and tight hip skirt. Her slender legs were tightened by black smooth stockings, stretched out from the mysterious blue hip skirt, and her round butt was slightly raised. Zheng Wenguang was stunned.
Mr. Zheng, please look for me
Qing Hong's voice is very light and gentle, like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley
Oh, oh, sit down quickly... Zheng Wenguang came back to his senses, coughed awkwardly, and signaled Qing Hong to sit down
No, if you have anything to do
Qing Hong seemed to realize the embarrassment of the scene. Zheng Wenguang's hot eyes just now had a rough idea as a woman, but she didn't care about this situation after seeing it for too many times.
Actually, nothing is wrong, it's just... Zheng Wenguang suddenly raised his head and looked out through the glass at the office outside.
Then you are looking for me...
Just then
Zheng Wenguang suddenly took out a handful of bright red roses from under the table and held a small gift box in his hand.
Xiaohong, please accept my wish
Qing Hong was stunned
Zheng Wenguang came over and grabbed Qing Hong's hand, put the gift box in her palm, and then reached out to take her shoulders.
Qing Hong came to her senses, hurriedly avoided him, put the gift box in her hand on the table, and then took two steps back
Mr. Zheng, what are you doing?
Xiaohong, as long as you follow me, I promise that you can live a comfortable life in the future, and the position of the marketing director is yours. Zheng Wenguang seemed unwilling to give up, so he came back
Mr. Zheng, don't do this, I'm a married man
Qing Hong tried hard to keep a distance from him
Xiaohong, you are so beautiful. Even if you get married, you can't stop me from liking you
Zheng Wenguang suddenly came up again and hugged Qing Hong's waist with both hands
You let me go
Qing Hong couldn't help but scream, broke free from Zheng Wenguang's arms and immediately rushed out
Back at her work station, Qing Hong's heart was beating, and she was still scared in her mind and could not work with peace of mind. Schumann next to her seemed to see the abnormality on her face.
Sister Qinghong, what's wrong? Is something wrong?
Qing Hong hurriedly cleaned up her emotions, calmed down, and then she barely squeezed out a smile: It's okay, maybe she's a little uncomfortable with her stomach.
Schuman looked at her seriously, hesitated for a while, and then said: It's fine
The morning routine lasted until 10:30 and it was not over. Although Qing Hong had already been to the bathroom and simply cleaned the sticky liquid below, she still felt that the place where her legs were clamped was a little sticky and wet, and she couldn't explain why. Although she had been in the literary circle for many years, it was the first time that she was stimulated to reach orgasm with words. This kind of orgasm was even more exciting than her husband's sex. She only felt that her whole brain was blank just now, and she seemed to have stopped breathing instantly. Did she really become so unsatisfied?
Sister Qing, Sister Qing…
Qinghong heard someone calling him, and then came to her senses. She saw a slender and weak figure beside her. It turned out to be Shuman, a colleague from the marketing department.
What's wrong?
Schuman fell to Qinghong's ear and said softly: Mr. Zheng is looking for you and ask you to go to his office
Oh, I got it
Qing Hong packed up the notebook and memo on the table, quietly got up and walked out of the conference room
The man she was going to see was Zheng Wenguang. She had no good impression of this man. Although he was the marketing director of the entire company's North China region, he controlled the control of the Beijing company, Tianjin company and Shenyang branch of the group. It is of course not easy to sit in this seat at the age of 45. Time has carved many vicissitudes on his face, but it also made him more calm and restrained, especially his deep and sharp eyes, which seemed to see through many secrets hidden in your heart.
It was through this person's interview that Qing Hong successfully entered the company and climbed all the way to the position of marketing manager.
Qing Hong came to the floor-to-ceiling glass door with matte wallpaper and knocked three politely
Dong, Dong, Dong
Is it Qinghong? Come in
Qing Hong walked into Zheng Wenguang's office slowly in clear high heels. Zheng Wenguang sat on a comfortable sofa chair, staring at the beauty in front of her with a faint smile, looking at her white and beautiful face with a faint makeup, her long black and smooth hair tied with a simple ponytail, a slim suit, a light white shirt tightly wrapped around a pair of plump and firm breasts, and underneath was a slim and tight hip skirt. Her slender legs were tightened by black smooth stockings, stretched out from the mysterious blue hip skirt, and her round butt was slightly raised. Zheng Wenguang was stunned.
Mr. Zheng, please look for me
Qing Hong's voice is very light and gentle, like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley
Oh, oh, sit down quickly... Zheng Wenguang came back to his senses, coughed awkwardly, and signaled Qing Hong to sit down
No, if you have anything to do
Qing Hong seemed to realize the embarrassment of the scene. Zheng Wenguang's hot eyes just now had a rough idea as a woman, but she didn't care about this situation after seeing it for too many times.
Actually, nothing is wrong, it's just... Zheng Wenguang suddenly raised his head and looked out through the glass at the office outside.
Then you are looking for me...
Just then
Zheng Wenguang suddenly took out a handful of bright red roses from under the table and held a small gift box in his hand.
Xiaohong, please accept my wish
Qing Hong was stunned
Zheng Wenguang came over and grabbed Qing Hong's hand, put the gift box in her palm, and then reached out to take her shoulders.
Qing Hong came to her senses, hurriedly avoided him, put the gift box in her hand on the table, and then took two steps back
Mr. Zheng, what are you doing?
Xiaohong, as long as you follow me, I promise that you can live a comfortable life in the future, and the position of the marketing director is yours. Zheng Wenguang seemed unwilling to give up, so he came back
Mr. Zheng, don't do this, I'm a married man
Qing Hong tried hard to keep a distance from him
Xiaohong, you are so beautiful. Even if you get married, you can't stop me from liking you
Zheng Wenguang suddenly came up again and hugged Qing Hong's waist with both hands
You let me go
Qing Hong couldn't help but scream, broke free from Zheng Wenguang's arms and immediately rushed out
Back at her work station, Qing Hong's heart was beating, and she was still scared in her mind and could not work with peace of mind. Schumann next to her seemed to see the abnormality on her face.
Sister Qinghong, what's wrong? Is something wrong?
Qing Hong hurriedly cleaned up her emotions, calmed down, and then she barely squeezed out a smile: It's okay, maybe she's a little uncomfortable with her stomach.
Schuman looked at her seriously, hesitated for a while, and then said: It's fine
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