Mulan also stood aside. She just nodded and smiled reservedly, not as enthusiastic as Shi Shujin. She wore a pink chicken-collar sweater today, with a short suede leopard-print hip skirt on her lower body. Her slender legs were wrapped in smooth and boneless black silk pantyhose, and she was wearing a pair of 11 cm high black patent leather high heels under her feet. There was a cross-shaped tripod strap at the ankle of the shoe and connected to the tip of the shoe, making her petite and delicate figure a lot taller. She wore a black and white plaid tweed jacket on her shoulders, and a DIOR black diamond chain bag was scattered on her shoulders. Her long brown and yellow curly hair was casually dispersed on her shoulders. A few strands of bangs hung on her little face with exquisite makeup, which made her look much younger than Shi Shujin beside her.
I'm really sorry, sisters, to be honest, I have a lot of things recently. You see, I rarely come to the store, and I will make up for it if I have the chance in the future. Weng Lihong easily took over the conversation and started chatting with these women. All kinds of versatile and versatile are all topics about women. Weng Lihong knew that he didn't like this kind of scene, so she asked the shopping guide to take him to her office to sit down.
Women love gossip the most. I vaguely hear them chatting about the hot topics of entertainment news these days. Meng Lan is a famous singer at least. Listening to their topics, it seems that Meng Lan is also an old customer here and their old acquaintance!
At this time, talking about Meng Lan and her son Zhang Xiaoqian, apart from the meaning of gossip and scandal, it is inevitable that he feels a little gloating.
Weng Lihong's office is in the innermost opposite the door. After the shopping guide closed the heavy mahogany door, Wenlong carefully looked at the manager's room of more than 80 square meters.
Facing the door is a large glass window. The outdoor sunlight is divided into thin strips through the black blinds, which makes the room uneven. In front of the window is a huge brown and red large-class table. A reception area is marked on the left side of the large-class table, with four brown leather sofas and coffee tables placed. On the wall behind the sofa is a finely crafted picture of an ancient lady. On the right side of the large-class table is a row of black floor-to-ceiling bookcases, but there are not many books in the cabinet. Through the glass, you can see a lot of arts and crafts placed, such as jade carvings, rhino horns, shell sculptures, etc. Overall, the office is clean, but there are no traces of frequent use. Maybe Weng Lihong just came here occasionally when she was working.
The big leather chair was very comfortable, and the space under the table was very large. He sat on it and turned around, crossed his legs and didn't feel crowded. There were several fashion magazines and some financial statements on the table. He looked at it for a few times and was not interested. He flipped it aside and put it aside. He was about to open the Lenovo all-in-one computer on the desktop to play, but found that the computer was in standby mode. The mouse swayed slightly, and the familiar WINDOW7 interface appeared. He had never seen Weng Lihong use a computer, and the IMAC at home was just a decoration. So when he saw that Weng Lihong's office computer was actually on, he couldn't help but aroused his curiosity.
Wenlong opened my computer, and looked at the hard drives and folders one by one, but they were all data archives of some stores, including purchases, inventory and other forms. Those numbers made him look big. There was nothing else on the computer desktop except office software such as OFFICE. Even the QQ with the highest popularity in China was not installed. The recent historical record in the browser was half a year ago. It was the homepage of the No. 1 Intermediate People's Court of Sihai City. He couldn't figure out why Weng Lihong was browsing this website. He closed the browser and returned it to the desktop. He clicked a little triangle of the hidden background program in the lower right corner. He found a green eye icon between the antivirus software and the volume adjustment. The software name displayed was DVR2015. He clicked curiously and a software interface immediately popped up on the desktop.
This software was always running in the background, so the computer stayed standby for a long time. The software interface is very simple and intuitive, and it is divided into nine neat rectangular windows. Videos are played in each window, but the angles of these videos are very single, all fixed at a certain angle. Wenlong knew at a glance that this must be a video surveillance system, real-time images transmitted from the camera installed at a fixed location are transmitted through the camera.
He looked carefully and found that although the images coming from the camera were different angles, the contents were similar. They were all 20 square meters. There was no door set up but a white yarn curtain was used to cover the sight. The compartments were all equipped with long floor-to-ceiling mirrors and tables and chairs. He was not unfamiliar with these compartments. The circular building surrounded by white yarn in the center of the hall of Lige was divided into 9 fitting rooms. Judging from the position of the camera, they monitored these 9 fitting rooms.
Although Wenlong understood the functions of these cameras, he was puzzled in his heart. Why did Weng Lihong install cameras in these fitting rooms? Isn’t this infringement on the privacy of customers who come to the store?
If these cameras are discovered, the customers who were photographed will definitely settle the score with Weng Lihong. It is illegal to set up surveillance equipment in public places without authorization. Does Weng Lihong understand the risks? Is there anything worth her risk?
He was thinking when he suddenly found that there was movement in the second to last camera in the lower right corner. A young man with yellow hair dyed into the fitting room. The man was tall and thin, wearing a beige collar sweater and black sports pants.
He turned his back to the camera and couldn't see his face, but he was holding another woman's hand. Because the camera's resolution was quite good, he could see that the woman was wearing pink nail polish on her fair fingers. The woman's body was blocked by the man. She only saw the man saying something and tried her best to pull the woman into the fitting room. The woman seemed to be a little scruple, but her attitude was not firm. After being pulled by the man a few times, she walked into the fitting room. During this time, she also looked back at the door curtain. At this moment, he clearly saw her face. The delicate and delicate little face had shone on the TV screen many times. This woman was actually Meng Lan.
Meng Lan is petite and delicate, only about 162 in height, but the proportion is very good. The black and white plaid tweed jacket is a pink close-fitting sweater, with a big V-neck on her chest, revealing her beautiful collarbone and snow-white skin. The two erect balls under the sweater are not very big, but the shape is round and solid, hanging on the branches like two ripe peaches. A brown hip-covered skirt embroidered with white rose patterns makes her waist look smaller, the hem is short and fluffy outward, revealing a pair of slender and beautiful black silk legs. She is wearing round-toe high heels of the same color as the skirt. The heel is at least 11 cm, but she walks naturally, like performing on stage.
She wore a pair of large sunglasses on her face, her exposed face was small and delicate, and her skin was white and tender. At first glance, she knew it was maintained by a long and pampered life. She dyed brown and yellow long curly hair, bangs covered her forehead, and a small braid on her back. The makeup on her face was just right. She looked only in her 30s, and her temperament and behavior were quite good. If she stood among the female guests just now, she would definitely feel a bit out of the crowd.
After Meng Lan was pulled into the fitting room, the black and white plaid tweed coat on her body was quickly taken off and threw it on the chair. The man hugged Meng Lan with a little force, put her petite body on the table, and then hugged Meng Lan and started kissing. Meng Lan also responded enthusiastically. Through the camera, she could see that she closed her eyes slightly, as if she was very comfortable to cooperate with the man's tongue kiss. A pair of smooth and beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings were already crossed around the man's waist. The man's movements were rather rough. His mouth sucked Meng Lan's cherry mouth in every time, and then sucked and licked hard. You could see that Meng Lan's lips were dipped in the man's saliva, but Meng Lan had no intention of refusing at all, but gently and obediently cooperated with the man's tongue.
While sucking Meng Lan's little mouth, the man lifted up her pink sweater, revealing the snow-white breasts wrapped in a black bra. The bra was also untied as the movements in his hand. After that, Meng Lan's pair of hard and round breasts as small doves fell into the man's hand. He squeezed and rubbed Meng Lan's breasts without any effort, leaving light red finger marks on the white and delicate breasts. Meng Lan frowned in pain, and gently hit the man's hand with his hand, saying something with a smile. The man's movements in his hand were much smaller. I don't know what he said, but Meng Lan laughed so hard, his eyes were flowing, which was very tempting.
The man's other hand had already penetrated into Meng Lan's hip-covered skirt. As his arms became deeper and deeper, a circle of blush gradually appeared on Meng Lan's face. She twisted her buttocks as if she was a little unbearable. Her legs were spreading and merged from time to time, as if she wanted to clamp the man's hands and wanted to push them away. The man said something again. Meng Lan shyly turned her face to one side, then spread her legs left and right, bent her calves towards the direction of her thighs, and finally grabbed her ankles with her hands, and showed the part between her legs in front of the man like a frog.
I saw a big hole in between her well-proportioned thighs, revealing the snow-white skin and thick black forest under her crotch. Although she couldn't see clearly what her mons pubic appearance was, her underwear was tied together with a few pink thin lines, barely covering her black pubic hair. Unexpectedly, Meng Lan, a famous singer on the stage, actually wore a thong that could not cover anything.
I'm really sorry, sisters, to be honest, I have a lot of things recently. You see, I rarely come to the store, and I will make up for it if I have the chance in the future. Weng Lihong easily took over the conversation and started chatting with these women. All kinds of versatile and versatile are all topics about women. Weng Lihong knew that he didn't like this kind of scene, so she asked the shopping guide to take him to her office to sit down.
Women love gossip the most. I vaguely hear them chatting about the hot topics of entertainment news these days. Meng Lan is a famous singer at least. Listening to their topics, it seems that Meng Lan is also an old customer here and their old acquaintance!
At this time, talking about Meng Lan and her son Zhang Xiaoqian, apart from the meaning of gossip and scandal, it is inevitable that he feels a little gloating.
Weng Lihong's office is in the innermost opposite the door. After the shopping guide closed the heavy mahogany door, Wenlong carefully looked at the manager's room of more than 80 square meters.
Facing the door is a large glass window. The outdoor sunlight is divided into thin strips through the black blinds, which makes the room uneven. In front of the window is a huge brown and red large-class table. A reception area is marked on the left side of the large-class table, with four brown leather sofas and coffee tables placed. On the wall behind the sofa is a finely crafted picture of an ancient lady. On the right side of the large-class table is a row of black floor-to-ceiling bookcases, but there are not many books in the cabinet. Through the glass, you can see a lot of arts and crafts placed, such as jade carvings, rhino horns, shell sculptures, etc. Overall, the office is clean, but there are no traces of frequent use. Maybe Weng Lihong just came here occasionally when she was working.
The big leather chair was very comfortable, and the space under the table was very large. He sat on it and turned around, crossed his legs and didn't feel crowded. There were several fashion magazines and some financial statements on the table. He looked at it for a few times and was not interested. He flipped it aside and put it aside. He was about to open the Lenovo all-in-one computer on the desktop to play, but found that the computer was in standby mode. The mouse swayed slightly, and the familiar WINDOW7 interface appeared. He had never seen Weng Lihong use a computer, and the IMAC at home was just a decoration. So when he saw that Weng Lihong's office computer was actually on, he couldn't help but aroused his curiosity.
Wenlong opened my computer, and looked at the hard drives and folders one by one, but they were all data archives of some stores, including purchases, inventory and other forms. Those numbers made him look big. There was nothing else on the computer desktop except office software such as OFFICE. Even the QQ with the highest popularity in China was not installed. The recent historical record in the browser was half a year ago. It was the homepage of the No. 1 Intermediate People's Court of Sihai City. He couldn't figure out why Weng Lihong was browsing this website. He closed the browser and returned it to the desktop. He clicked a little triangle of the hidden background program in the lower right corner. He found a green eye icon between the antivirus software and the volume adjustment. The software name displayed was DVR2015. He clicked curiously and a software interface immediately popped up on the desktop.
This software was always running in the background, so the computer stayed standby for a long time. The software interface is very simple and intuitive, and it is divided into nine neat rectangular windows. Videos are played in each window, but the angles of these videos are very single, all fixed at a certain angle. Wenlong knew at a glance that this must be a video surveillance system, real-time images transmitted from the camera installed at a fixed location are transmitted through the camera.
He looked carefully and found that although the images coming from the camera were different angles, the contents were similar. They were all 20 square meters. There was no door set up but a white yarn curtain was used to cover the sight. The compartments were all equipped with long floor-to-ceiling mirrors and tables and chairs. He was not unfamiliar with these compartments. The circular building surrounded by white yarn in the center of the hall of Lige was divided into 9 fitting rooms. Judging from the position of the camera, they monitored these 9 fitting rooms.
Although Wenlong understood the functions of these cameras, he was puzzled in his heart. Why did Weng Lihong install cameras in these fitting rooms? Isn’t this infringement on the privacy of customers who come to the store?
If these cameras are discovered, the customers who were photographed will definitely settle the score with Weng Lihong. It is illegal to set up surveillance equipment in public places without authorization. Does Weng Lihong understand the risks? Is there anything worth her risk?
He was thinking when he suddenly found that there was movement in the second to last camera in the lower right corner. A young man with yellow hair dyed into the fitting room. The man was tall and thin, wearing a beige collar sweater and black sports pants.
He turned his back to the camera and couldn't see his face, but he was holding another woman's hand. Because the camera's resolution was quite good, he could see that the woman was wearing pink nail polish on her fair fingers. The woman's body was blocked by the man. She only saw the man saying something and tried her best to pull the woman into the fitting room. The woman seemed to be a little scruple, but her attitude was not firm. After being pulled by the man a few times, she walked into the fitting room. During this time, she also looked back at the door curtain. At this moment, he clearly saw her face. The delicate and delicate little face had shone on the TV screen many times. This woman was actually Meng Lan.
Meng Lan is petite and delicate, only about 162 in height, but the proportion is very good. The black and white plaid tweed jacket is a pink close-fitting sweater, with a big V-neck on her chest, revealing her beautiful collarbone and snow-white skin. The two erect balls under the sweater are not very big, but the shape is round and solid, hanging on the branches like two ripe peaches. A brown hip-covered skirt embroidered with white rose patterns makes her waist look smaller, the hem is short and fluffy outward, revealing a pair of slender and beautiful black silk legs. She is wearing round-toe high heels of the same color as the skirt. The heel is at least 11 cm, but she walks naturally, like performing on stage.
She wore a pair of large sunglasses on her face, her exposed face was small and delicate, and her skin was white and tender. At first glance, she knew it was maintained by a long and pampered life. She dyed brown and yellow long curly hair, bangs covered her forehead, and a small braid on her back. The makeup on her face was just right. She looked only in her 30s, and her temperament and behavior were quite good. If she stood among the female guests just now, she would definitely feel a bit out of the crowd.
After Meng Lan was pulled into the fitting room, the black and white plaid tweed coat on her body was quickly taken off and threw it on the chair. The man hugged Meng Lan with a little force, put her petite body on the table, and then hugged Meng Lan and started kissing. Meng Lan also responded enthusiastically. Through the camera, she could see that she closed her eyes slightly, as if she was very comfortable to cooperate with the man's tongue kiss. A pair of smooth and beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings were already crossed around the man's waist. The man's movements were rather rough. His mouth sucked Meng Lan's cherry mouth in every time, and then sucked and licked hard. You could see that Meng Lan's lips were dipped in the man's saliva, but Meng Lan had no intention of refusing at all, but gently and obediently cooperated with the man's tongue.
While sucking Meng Lan's little mouth, the man lifted up her pink sweater, revealing the snow-white breasts wrapped in a black bra. The bra was also untied as the movements in his hand. After that, Meng Lan's pair of hard and round breasts as small doves fell into the man's hand. He squeezed and rubbed Meng Lan's breasts without any effort, leaving light red finger marks on the white and delicate breasts. Meng Lan frowned in pain, and gently hit the man's hand with his hand, saying something with a smile. The man's movements in his hand were much smaller. I don't know what he said, but Meng Lan laughed so hard, his eyes were flowing, which was very tempting.
The man's other hand had already penetrated into Meng Lan's hip-covered skirt. As his arms became deeper and deeper, a circle of blush gradually appeared on Meng Lan's face. She twisted her buttocks as if she was a little unbearable. Her legs were spreading and merged from time to time, as if she wanted to clamp the man's hands and wanted to push them away. The man said something again. Meng Lan shyly turned her face to one side, then spread her legs left and right, bent her calves towards the direction of her thighs, and finally grabbed her ankles with her hands, and showed the part between her legs in front of the man like a frog.
I saw a big hole in between her well-proportioned thighs, revealing the snow-white skin and thick black forest under her crotch. Although she couldn't see clearly what her mons pubic appearance was, her underwear was tied together with a few pink thin lines, barely covering her black pubic hair. Unexpectedly, Meng Lan, a famous singer on the stage, actually wore a thong that could not cover anything.
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