Chapter 220 Underground garage, inside the car, Jiang Fangyue’s threat

Chapter 220 Underground garage, inside the car, Jiang Fangyue’s threat

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The office door opens.

Song Chenglan walked with Zhao Jie, who was very sexy and enchanting, radiant, beautiful and moist, with a face filled with happiness. She was wearing a windbreaker dress, her beautiful legs in shiny black stockings were intertwined, and her delicate silk feet were staggering slightly on 12 cm stilettos. out.

Thanks to the full set of basic, intermediate and advanced physical strengthening, he rested for more than ten minutes afterwards, drank a lot of water to replenish his fluids, and ate nutritious hot milk. Secretary Zhao finally recovered a little and was able to walk reluctantly.

The first time is always unforgettable, especially a woman's first time.

However, for Zhao Jie, it was not only the first time, but also the second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth times that were very unforgettable.

And these unforgettable experiences are only within half an hour.

"Mr. Song."

In sight, Zhang Chen walked over, and Chu Junzhe came with him.

He glanced at the two of them.

Song Cheng nodded slightly and ordered: "If there is nothing else at the company, go have lunch early."

These days, the company is still quiet.

"Something's wrong!"

Chu Junzhe quickly said with hope: "Mr. Song, I want..."

Zhang Chen looked sideways, with a strange look in his eyes, and subconsciously took a step away. At the same time, he couldn't help but glance at Secretary Zhao, who was very delicate, moist, and sexy, and looked like something happened afterward. He thought thoughtfully, and sighed inwardly at the sound insulation effect of the office. It's really good, Mr. Song really knows how to play.

"What do you want?"

Song Cheng laughed and said: "Technology?"

Chu Junzhe nodded repeatedly and said excitedly: "Mr. Song, your display technology is too top-notch and too mature. As long as you get the hardware and software, it can be mass-produced and put on the market at any time."

"I have been studying the software technology in the display for the past two days, but... it is difficult..."

Of course it's difficult.

After all, it is at least five years ahead of the world's top virtual reality technology, so it naturally has technical barriers and is not afraid of cracking it.

Even if it can be cracked, it cannot be copied, because all the technology products produced by the system have anti-theft locks provided by the system, which is much more reliable than technical barriers and patent restrictions.

Song Cheng was convinced, and casually dug into his pocket, then took out an encrypted hard drive and handed it over, saying: "The technology is all there, go and learn it yourself."

Chu Junzhe's eyes lit up, he immediately took the hard drive and said with a smile: "Okay, then I won't disturb Mr. Song."

With that said, he took the encrypted hard drive and left quickly.

Song Cheng is not worried about technology leaks or Chu Junzhe betraying him, because the acquisition of Weilan MR Company is very thorough. Once acquired, the company's core technical personnel like Chu Junzhe will be tied to the company.

Even if you are in Cao's camp and your heart is with Han, you still want to betray, but you can't betray.

The small program provided by the system will always monitor the technical security and personnel details of all acquired companies to prevent any technical leaks or employee betrayal. If he wants to check anything, he can easily check it.

All in all, with the system in place, you don’t have to worry about anything.

It is not so much an apocalyptic survival system as it is an apocalyptic enjoyment system.

He only cares about enjoying himself, and everything else is handled systematically.

All I can say is awesome.

After dealing with Chu Junzhe, Song Cheng looked at Zhang Chen and said with a smile: "Secretary Cao and Secretary Zhao are not in the company these two days, please keep an eye on them."

Zhang Chen said seriously: "That's right. Mr. Song, please rest assured."

He patted the man on the shoulder.

Song Cheng said no more, and left the company with Zhao Jie, who was fragile both physically and mentally.

Reception hall.

Li Qingqing and Li Xiaowen sat together and waited.

When the two beauties Wang Lu and Han Xueer heard the footsteps at the front desk, they immediately came forward with their beautiful legs in black stockings crossed.

Look at the charming female secretary who is leaning openly and openly in Mr. Song's arms.

Both beauties at the front desk realized what had happened, their breathing became rapid, their cheeks turned rosy, and they called out in a very delicate voice: "Mr. Song."

Not much to say.

Song Cheng asked the two beauties at the front desk to work hard and have a good meal, and then left with Secretary Zhao, who was stumbling slightly in silk heels and high heels, in his arms under the envious and disappointed eyes of the two women.

period.

Li Qingqing and Li Xiaowen came forward.

"Xiaowen."

Li Qingqing said calmly: "You go to eat first and get familiar with the new working environment. In the afternoon, you will be responsible for receiving other people in the office. I will just accompany Mr. Song. I will call you if anything happens."

Li Xiaowen said disappointedly: "Sister, Mr. Song is so handsome, how can you eat alone."

Li Qingqing glanced at the charming female secretary leaning in the arms of the man who came over, and said absently: "First of all, I am not a solitary eater. There is a woman in Mr. Song's arms right now."

"Secondly, a little assistant like you is not qualified to taste President Song."

cut.

It means eating alone.

Li Xiaowen rolled her eyes at the woman and looked at the handsome boss who had already stepped forward. She said nothing more and said reluctantly: "Mr. Song, sister, I'm leaving then."

Li Qingqing pushed the assistant and urged: "Go quickly."

In this way, Li Xiaowen could only leave muttering.

Song Cheng smiled and carried Secretary Zhao and the beautiful lawyer in front of him into the elevator.

In the elevator.

Li Qingqing's lawyer temperament is fully revealed. She wears a white suit jacket with a black silk lining. Under the white suit trousers, her beautiful flesh-colored bright silk legs are tight and slender. Her silk feet are wearing high heels. She stands in a very sexy and upright posture. She seems to be intentionally or unintentionally. He also showed off his body curves quite vigorously.

In contrast.

Although Zhao Jie is leaning against her softly and weakly, her shiny black stockings and silky high heels are still very eye-catching under her windbreaker skirt. Even if she is just leaning on her, no matter how weak she is physically and mentally, she still does not forget her instinct to work hard to straighten her buttocks and waist. Her limbs and plump breasts made her whole person very enchanting, even coquettish.

"Mr. Song...is really capable..."

Li Qingqing broke the silence, her eyes quietly became charming, and she said with a wave of light: "I'm not afraid of being heard or seen."

Hear the words.

Song Cheng smiled and said: "Lawyer Li also wants to try?"

As he said that, he raised his hand and quietly landed on the woman's buttocks covered by her trousers.

No one saw this move.

It is shielded by little bees and cannot be captured by the elevator surveillance camera.

At this moment, Zhao Jie was so weak physically and mentally that she was blissfully unconscious. Her mind and eyes were all filled with him, and her eyes and heart could no longer accommodate anyone else. She even forgot about the environment around her and was so lost in selflessness.

"As long as Mr. Song needs it..."

Li Qingqing's breathing suddenly became rapid, she looked sideways at the man, and said with charming eyes: "You can do whatever you want Qingqing."

Song Cheng patted the female lawyer's buttocks and joked: "You don't look like a lawyer now."

Li Qingqing took a deep breath: "What kind of woman Mr. Song wants, Qingqing will be that kind of woman."

Don't know why.

She always couldn't help herself when getting along with this man, and she wanted to kneel down and surrender immediately.

Obviously I hate men, but now I don't hate them at all. Instead, I am as diligent and proactive as a licking dog.

The elevator door opens.

"Be your lawyer."

Song Cheng shook his head with a smile, and took Secretary Zhao and Li Qingqing into the car.

in the car.

Li Qingqing very wisely sat in the driver's seat and drove.

Song Cheng then sat in the back seat with Zhao Jie in his arms, relaxed and said: "Go to Yunhe Mansion."

Set the navigation.

Then, the car drove slowly and left Ya'an International.

It didn't take long.

The car drove into the second phase of Yunhefuyuan Community and stopped in the underground garage.

The car door opens.

Li Qingqing got out of the car first, with rosy cheeks, and opened the back seat door with a strange expression, then climbed in, and there was no movement.

Until three minutes later, another car drove over and stopped slowly.

The driver was Zhu Chenyuan.

Got out of the car.

Zhu Chenyuan opened the car door respectfully, and then a pair of shiny black silk legs and silk heels stuck out of the car door and landed gently on the ground.

"Thank you."

Jiang Fangyue smiled and thanked her.

"It should."

Zhu Chenyuan smiled slightly, closed the car door and said, "Madam, if you need anything, you can call me at any time. If you have nothing else, I'll leave first."

Jiang Fangyue adjusted the hem of her butt-covering skirt and said with a smile: "Okay, go ahead."

He looked deeply at the woman.

Then, Zhu Chenyuan got in the car and left.

After watching the car leave, Jiang Fangyue noticed the U8 looking up at the side and the half-open rear seat door, and blinked.

Song Cheng is in the car?

She couldn't help but be confused and curious, and immediately walked over with her high heels clicking, came to the half-opened back seat door, opened the door and looked at the situation inside the car.

In his sight, Song Cheng was indeed there, sitting upright in an elegant manner, with two lingering women kneeling in front of him and beside him.

"Mr. Song..."

Jiang Fangyue's expression quickly became charming, her beautiful black stocking legs tightened even more, and she called out sweetly.

"Huh?"

Song Cheng patted the beautiful lawyer beside him, looked at the beautiful woman standing in front of the car door, and said with a smile: "You came just in time. Secretary Zhao is a little tired. Please take her up."

Li Qingqing took a deep breath, the trembling and redness in her body and mind never dissipated. After she regained consciousness, she looked at the gorgeous woman in front of the car door.

Another beautiful woman.

How many women are there around this man...

Her heart couldn't help but be complicated.

Reason told her that Song Cheng was not the kind of single-minded man, he was just a fire pit and she couldn't jump out of it.

But her sensibility made her unable to control herself. She fell in love at first sight and fell in love quickly, unable to extricate herself...

"Yes." Jiang Fangyue's charming eyes were as silky as silk, and she said sweetly: "The little girl will naturally obey Mr. Song's instructions, but good brother, Yueyue is a little tired now and wants to drink and eat something delicious. , I want to be loved by my good brother.”

With that said, she lifted up her silk heels and black stockings and got into the car.

Such an emotional look.

Li Qingqing looked dazed, as if he had seen himself.

Snap!

The car door was closed, the space inside the car was immediately closed, and the atmosphere became heated again.

No welcome.

Song Cheng patted the beautiful lawyer and signaled silently.

After a pause, Li Qingqing slid down and knelt down, giving up her seat.

Fortunately, there is enough space in the car, otherwise it would not be able to fit so many people.

At the first moment, Jiang Fangyue knelt down on the seat and crawled over very attentively, leaning on the body of the beloved man in front of her. Her physical and mental emotions were even more unbearable.

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"Mr. Song, this is..."

Asking, her eyes fell on the kneeling woman beside her, who was also extremely emotional.

"Lawyer Li."

Song Cheng took the woman next to him and introduced: "I just came here today. Let's get to know each other and we can communicate more in the future."

Jiang Fangyue smiled charmingly and said: "Hello, Lawyer Li."

Li Qingqing bit her lip and said, "Hello."

Song Cheng looked at the time and said simply: "Okay, I'm in a hurry."

Hear the words.

Jiang Fangyue stopped writing, glanced at Zhao Jie, who was still doing things silently, and immediately became speechless.

Looking at the two women who are busy and skillfully in love just a short distance away.

Li Qingqing couldn't help but look distracted.

Time passes.

After a while.

The car door opened again, and Jiang Fangyue hugged the weak Zhao Jie and got out of the car.

In the sight, the two women were intertwined with their beautiful legs in shiny black stockings. Their silken feet clicked on the stilettos, they stumbled a little, and their waists and buttocks swayed in a very enchanting and coquettish way.

inside the car.

Song Cheng breathed out, glanced at the beautiful lawyer who was still kneeling in front of him, shook his head slightly, got out of the car, got into the driver's seat, and drove away.

The phone rang, and my aunt was urging me again...

…

living room.

Cao Yingying had just finished a lunch prepared by the top chef. She was sitting on the sofa contentedly, patting her belly and feeling very comfortable.

"Mrs."

In front of her, Luo Xianglian had already changed out of her chef uniform and was wearing loose casual clothes. She sat down with a smile and said, "How was your meal? If you are not satisfied with anything, you can just tell me."

As a private custom chef with a monthly salary of RMB 100,000, her service attitude and quality are naturally expected to be outstanding.

"Very good."

Cao Yingying said with satisfaction: "The food cooked by my good brother is as delicious."

A good brother is a husband.

Luo Xianglian had already asked about this, so she knew it, but she didn't take it to heart.

He is a special chef, and ordinary people cannot compare with him.

The so-called delicious food is probably the pre-pleasure generated by the blessing of emotions, so it feels delicious.

When it came to cooking skills, she didn't believe that the male owner's food was as delicious as hers.

"As long as Madam is satisfied."

Luo Xianglian said calmly: "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first and come back to cook you dinner and midnight snacks in the evening."

Cao Yingying agreed and stood up to see them off.

After arriving at the door of the house.

"Sister."

Cao Yingying took the well-packaged Chanel limited edition bag and stuffed it into the woman's arms, blinked and said: "This is for you."

Luo Xianglian said softly: "Madam, there is no need to be so polite. It is my duty to cook for you."

Cao Yingying said softly: "You're welcome. The food cooked by my sister is really delicious, and I really can't fit these bags at home."

"Look at this pile of things. In addition to bags, there are also a lot of jewelry and clothes. They were all thrown here because the house was full and there was no room for them."

"Sister, just keep it."

Take a look at the various brand-name luxury accessories piled randomly on the side that are well packaged and look brand new at first glance.

Luo Xianglian couldn't help but feel complicated.

The life of rich people is really unimaginable. If I remember correctly, the Chanel bag in her hand is a limited edition. She knows it. She wanted to buy it before, but she couldn't buy it. It's also very expensive. A bag costs 100,000. .

Now I give it to myself.

If you read it correctly, there are several such limited-edition brand-name bags piled aside.

The so-called limit means unlimited in the eyes of wealthy people.

There are so many that the house is full and there is no room for them. They are given away like this. How rich is the male owner of this family?

She couldn't imagine it.

"Oh, sister, keep it. If you don't want it, then I won't want you to cook for me anymore."

Cao Yingying pouted.

"Okay, thank you, madam."

Luo Xianglian could only agree and thank her with a smile.

The door opens.

In the sight, two women hugging each other, dressed very sexy and gorgeous, and staggering enchantingly came into view.

"Zhao Zhao, sister Yueyue."

Cao Yingying's eyes lit up and she said with a smile: "You are back. What's going on with Zhao Zhao?"

As he spoke, he noticed the appearance of his good sisters, thoughtfully.

"What else can I do?"

Jiang Fangyue smiled charmingly and said: "She can't even stand now. She is as soft as a puddle of mud. It's obvious at first glance that she was ruined by your good brother and husband."

These words...

Luo Xianglian was caught off guard and her eyes were strange.

"Really!"

Cao Yingying was immediately excited. She stepped forward to take over her good sister who was so weak physically and mentally, with a look of love on her face. She said excitedly: "Good Zhao Zhao, you also have today, tell me the details..."

"I told you several times..."

With that said, he carried his good sister back home, planning to torture her.

In this regard, Zhao Jie was unable to resist and could only let it go.

Jiang Fangyue smiled, her tight black stocking legs relaxed slightly, and she looked at the mature married woman chef who was hired yesterday and was three years older than herself.

"Sister Xianglian is leaving?"

She felt enlightened.

"Yeah."

Luo Xianglian came back to her senses and smiled: "You are busy, so I won't disturb you."

Jiang Fangyue chuckled and said calmly: "Don't bother me. If sister is willing, we can come together in the future."

"Remember to wear stockings and high heels, Mr. Song likes them the most."

Mr. Song, the man of the house.

Although Luo Xianglian only came yesterday, she often chatted with Cao Yingying while cooking, so she heard about it.

"Ma'am, stop joking."

She took a deep breath, pursed her lips and said, "I'm already married, please don't make such jokes again in the future."

Jiang Fangyue stepped forward, hugged the woman and lifted her hands and said, "I'm not kidding, Sister Xianglian, your figure is not bad. You maintain it so well. You don't look like a chef at all."

"Besides, such a good figure doesn't look like someone would use it often. Isn't it too wasteful to just display it like this?"

"Since your husband doesn't need it, why not give it to Mr. Song to play with? I guarantee you will get the benefits."

These are nothing.

Luo Xianglian grabbed the woman's jade hand that was measuring her figure, and breathed quickly: "Madam, don't be like this, I'm just here to cook."

Jiang Fangyue said in a cold tone: "Sister Xianglian, I personally selected you from the resumes of more than ten top chefs yesterday. What I like is that you have good looks and an outstanding figure."

“A monthly salary of 100,000 yuan is double the normal salary.”

"It's not easy to get this money. In addition to cooking, I have to do something else."

"Think carefully and serve Mr. Song well, and we can give you a salary of 300,000 yuan a month."

This woman…

Although Luo Xianglian was a thirty-three-year-old woman, her temperament was very fragile, and she was extremely distraught by her sudden change of attitude.

"Madam, I'm married."

She couldn't help but remind her again.

"So?"

Jiang Fangyue smiled and said: "Sister Xianglian, I can tell that your family must not be harmonious."

Although this is indeed the case, is this how you see it?

Luo Xianglian was surprised.

Jiang Fangyue let go of the woman, and with a smile, she picked three bags from the pile of luxury goods and handed them over, saying: "Inside are stockings, heels and a skirt. Remember to put them on next time you come over. You will have to wear them in the future. You don’t have to wear anything to get it here, there are more than you can wear in a lifetime.”

"Okay, sister, walk slowly."

"Looking forward to your..."

"Fall..."

(End of chapter)