Chapter 33 Bathroom
[You get a drop from the high-level zombie "Wan Jiao": oral and tongue health +1]
[You leave the elevator and survive, and your survival points +10. 】
The elevator door opens.
The seventh floor of Ya'an International.
Song Cheng walked out of the elevator first, and then Wan Jiao, who adjusted her manners casually, looked as usual and followed out expressionlessly.
Looking at the two of them, there was no sign that they had kissed in the elevator just now.
As a Grade A office building, the area of each floor of Ya'an International is no less than 1,000 square meters.
The seventh floor has an area of 1,200 square meters, and the smallest office area is 300 square meters.
Currently, there are three office areas on the seventh floor, two areas are still empty, and only the middle area is rented by Songshi Technology.
There was no one at the front desk.
While walking forward, Song Cheng and Wan Jiao stood side by side. The handsome man and the beautiful woman were very eye-catching.
“I always feel like you brushed your teeth secretly behind my back.”
Wan Jiao looked at her surroundings absentmindedly.
For some reason, the more she kissed Song Cheng, the more she could clearly feel the changes in the man's mouth, which became fresher and purer, as if she was breathing the fresh breath of nature, refreshing. The closer they get, the more they get on top.
A perfect kissing experience.
"I'll just take it as you complimenting me."
Song Cheng smiled slightly, walked into the company, and saw Cao Yingying and Zhao Jie busy at a glance.
Although the office area is decorated, there are still a lot of 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 sweet voice, put down the flowerpot she was playing with, and crossed her beautiful legs wrapped in sheer flesh-colored stockings under the hip-covering skirt. She stepped on high heels on her silk feet and came over with a sweet smile.
You're welcome.
Song Cheng smoothly hugged the female secretary's waist, pulled her into his arms, and kissed the woman's tempting mouth generously.
Although she is petite, only 165cm, and 170cm in high heels, her body proportions and curves are not bad, and she is soft when hugged, like a comfortable pillow.
Unlike the woman beside her, who is 175cm tall and 180cm tall even in high heels, compared with him wearing shoes, she only lowers his eyebrows.
"Hmm."
Being kissed suddenly, Cao Yingying's cheeks suddenly turned red and her eyes were shy.
See this.
Wan Jiao sighed softly in her heart and spat, her face remained calm and expressionless, as cold as ever.
He just touched his lips and didn’t stick out his tongue.
Hum, not as good as myself.
"The company environment is good."
She pretended not to care, looked around, and said in a casual tone: "It's just a bit deserted, there are not many people."
Zhao Jie came over and said hello with a smile.
Song Cheng nodded slightly in response to Zhao Jie and said casually: "We just set up the company yesterday, but we haven't hired anyone yet."
Cao Yingying leaned on her delicate body and blinked: "Brother Song, I have sent the recruitment advertisements to all major platforms. I have received several resumes. Do you want to take a look?"
As he said that, he ran to the side. Get the tablet you just bought.
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 with their buttocks raised and their silk legs together.
Zhao Jie poured tea and water, her eyes constantly flickering at the three of them.
[Zhang Chen, 25 years old, programmer, good at application development, participated in multiple project development work during his career, proficient in Java, Python, C++, JavaScript, etc., able to work overtime, endure hardships and stand hard work, three years of work experience.]
[Wang Hui, accountant, 30 years old, cloud Graduated from the City College of Finance and Economics, with a junior college degree, and worked as a financial supervisor]
“It looks okay.”
Song Cheng put down the tablet and said with a smile: “What does Manager Wan think?”
Wan Jiao wrote lightly: "The resume is just a stepping stone, the details will depend on the interview."
Song Cheng leaned back on the sofa and said, "Then inform these two people to come for an interview tomorrow afternoon."
Cao Yingying obediently agreed, took the tablet and sent the interview notice to the two people.
“How much is the registered capital of your company?”
Wan Jiao has plenty of time to relax and is not in a hurry to leave.
“One million.”
Song Cheng smiled and said: "Senior, if you feel tempted in the future, you can come to my place."
How much?
Heh.
You have no money and no connections, you really know how to pretend.
“Let’s talk about it later.”
Wan Jiao's eyes were meaningful, she glanced at the time, stood up and said, "The company is good, Mr. Song needs to work hard." Song Cheng stood up to see her off.
In this way, the two left the office.
“Where is the toilet.”
Wan Jiao paused and asked suddenly.
Song Cheng simply led the way.
When she came to 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.
What are you doing?
This is a company, and Cao Yingying and Zhao Jie are still outside.
Song Cheng was thoughtful about the boldness of an unexpected woman.
Do you like to pursue excitement?
Interesting.
“Mr. Song.”
Wan Jiao pushed the man in front of her to sit on the toilet seat, then crossed her hands in front of her chest, with cold eyes, leaned over slightly and said: "You kiss another woman in front of me, do you really think I don't care at all? . ”
The breasts wrapped in the skirt are full and majestic.
Perfect shape.
Song Cheng's eyes paused on the woman's chest, smelling the fragrance of the woman, he took the woman's delicate body into his arms and sat on his lap.
“So, what does Mr. Wan want to do?”
His palms fell on the woman's beautiful black stocking legs, feeling the silkiness and elasticity.
“It won’t happen next time.”
Wan Jiao said coldly: “Don’t say you don’t have that ability now. Even if you have that ability, if I agree to be your woman, you can’t even think about it. You are so unscrupulous with other women in front of me."
"Otherwise, I will bite you to death and make you a eunuch!"
After saying that, he took the initiative to hug her and kissed her with red lips.
After a lingering meal.
A blush appeared on the woman's neck again, and a light flush appeared on her cheeks.
"I'm sorry, I will dare to do this kind of thing next time."
Song Chengyi was still unfinished, and his tone was playful: "If Mr. Wan wants to bite me to death, don't say I didn't give you a chance. , you can try it now."
As he said, he let go of the woman and patted her silk legs.
Wan Jiao narrowed her eyes, her delicate body left, and her slender black stocking legs were straight together.
In the office.
After Song Cheng and Wan Jiao left.
“Yingying.”
Zhao Jie couldn’t help but said again: “Do you really have no sense of crisis at all?”
Cao Yingying stood up and left the sofa, and said happily: "What a sense of crisis."
Zhao Jie said seriously: "Mr. Song has just started to invite Manager Wan."
Cao Yingying blinked and said: "Oh, don't worry. Manager Wan is developing well at Hongyan Decoration, so he won't come to our company."
"Besides, I'm not afraid. Brother Song kissed me just now."< br>
Sigh.
That’s what I say, but I still feel uneasy.
Zhao Jie somehow felt that there was something fishy between Song Cheng and Manager Wan.
Although the two of them behaved normally, they just had an intuition and a feeling that something was wrong between them and they were hiding something.
While talking, the two came to the bathroom.
“Oh, don’t worry.”
Cao Yingying looked in the mirror, looked at her lips, and said cheerfully: "If you are really worried, then go and try Brother Song. Remember to wear stockings and uniform, Brother Song likes these."
< br>Zhao Jie rolled her eyes and said harshly: "Just try it. If you think I don't dare, I will try it for you tomorrow. I will regret it to death."
Cao Yingying didn't think so. Then, she pouted and said: "Hurry and help me see if my lipstick is spent."
Zhao Jie said angrily: "Okay, more than a hundred lipsticks can be prevented by water, you It’s just a touch, how can I get flowers?”
Cao Yingying said with a smile: “No, I’ll rub it some more, it feels a little lighter, but I can’t let Brother Song down.”
With that said, he opened his bag and picked up the lipstick and started applying it.
Zhao Jie was speechless and was about to leave the room when her eyes paused and fell on the gap under the door of the toilet cubicle behind her in the mirror.
There seems to be something?
She remained calm and pretended that her shoelaces were loose. She squatted down and untied her shoelaces while glancing at the gap under the compartment door behind her.
The next moment, his eyes widened.
There was someone, a woman wearing thin black stockings on her legs and silver diamond-encrusted high heels.
It’s Manager Wan
(End of this chapter)