Chapter 482 Secretary Jin’s little thoughts
Yanjing Tiancheng, the flat floor.
In the bathroom, soft light shines on the white tiles, water vapor nitrogen box.
"La-la-" The warm water flowed slowly down Secretary Jin's long hair, passing through the fair and tender skin, outlining the perfect body curves.
The beautiful face became hazy and unreal in the mist.
The sound of water flow stopped, and the bathroom instantly became quiet.
She picked up a soft bath towel, gently wrapped it around her white body, dried her hair, and walked to the cloakroom with light steps.
Sitting in front of the dressing table, after simple skin care.
He threw away the bath towel, put on his underwear, and then picked up a Tang and Song Dynasty shirt and put it on.
The collar of the shirt is slightly open, revealing the delicate collarbone and deep and full ravines.
The hem hangs down to the thigh. When walking, the plump thighs are looming, full of charming sexiness.
Came to the bedroom.
Lying on the soft big bed, Secretary Jin leaned against the bedside, picked up the photo frame again, and stroked it with his fingers. There were inexplicable emotions hidden in his deep and bright eyes.
Memories gradually came to mind.
In the summer of 2016, she saw him for the first time in an inconspicuous cafe.
This "unknown" that had a profound impact on her in the dream was completely different from what she imagined.
At the age of 18, he still has some youthful air about him. He is tall, thin, refreshing, seemingly ordinary but mysterious.
His eyes seemed to see through every corner of her heart.
The initial relationship was not smooth, but every time the facts were verified after questioning, it seemed to open a new door to her world view.
Every firm look in his eyes and every short but powerful word sent ripples in her heart,
Eventually, it converged into a deep and passionate love.
"Mr. Tang, short selling now is simply suicide! What is the basis for your judgment? If we are wrong, the capital chain will be completely broken!"
"I will not be wrong. All you need to do is trust me and implement my plan. ”
“Hu Yi-Okay! I listen to you!”
“The bubble may burst at any time, can we wait? And once the government intervenes, our positions may suffer huge losses.”
"Do as I say."
"In case..."
"There will be no 'in case'. Policies only delay the time of death and cannot change the outcome."
"In the next five years, artificial intelligence will completely subvert all industries."
"Secretary Kim, your stockings are very beautiful today, I like them very much."
"This time, I will not let you down."
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The past scenes shine like bright stars in the depths of her memory.
In the end, the scene was fixed on his deep and dark eyes, and the words he said before leaving: "Maybe, but that's not important. The important thing is that all this is for our future."
Secretary Jin opened his eyes and raised his head slightly.
The straight bridge of the nose and the full shape of the lips are as delicate as sculptures under the light.
Of course, in this process, there were also some unpleasant experiences for her.
For example, Liu Qingning, whom he has loved with all his heart these years.
Another example is Su Yu, who seduced most of his energy during the critical period of more than a year.
She once thought that his love only belonged to Liu Qingning because he was only different to her.
In order to change him, she made a lot of efforts.
But the sudden appearance of Zhao Yaqian, and the gentleness that followed,
made her mood almost collapse.
But it’s not all bad, at least he doesn’t belong to just one person.
Once his heart opens up, she is absolutely sure to get his greatest love.
And this was completely verified during the Chinese Valentine’s Day.
This is also the main reason why she dares to live directly in Yan Jingtian City and dare to directly contact Zhao Yaqian and Wen Ruan.
She can allow other women to exist, and even help him coordinate and maintain, but the premise is that no one can hinder her.
"Dong-dong-dong-" There was a knock on the door.
"Director Jin, dinner is ready, and Shangguan has arrived."
"I understand."
Secretary Jin put down the photo frame, stood up and walked outside.
Shangguan Qiuya and Lin Tiantian kept their faces calm, but their eyes couldn't help but look at the shirt on her body.
They have followed Director Jin for so long and have never seen her look so sexy.
Even though we are both women, we felt a little bit crazy after watching it.
In the restaurant, there are several exquisite delicacies on the big solid wood table.
Secretary Jin picked up the warm scented tea and took a sip.
Shangguan Qiuya said softly: "Director Jin, I have already made an appointment with Wen Ruan, and the location has been arranged. She doesn't know that you want to see her in person, but I think that with her intelligence, she should be able to guess something."
"Well, it doesn't matter." Secretary Jin nodded gently, his eyes twinkling.
There is another very important reason why she came to Yancheng specifically to see Wen Ruan.
She was very worried about Tang and Song's physical condition.
The 30-year-old Wen Ruan, who is in peak physical condition, loves fitness, and knowledgeable, is undoubtedly a steel knife for scraping bones.
According to the information Su Yu deliberately revealed to her before, Wen Ruan and Tang Song played ball once, which lasted at least an hour and was extremely intense.
It is obvious that such a charming and charming woman will not be a good thing for him if she is not restrained.
When Tang and Song really want to have something happen with her in the future, they may not be able to do what they want.
For the sake of her own future sexual happiness, Secretary Jin will not let this happen.
Shangguan Qiuya continued: "The house in Building 6 of Yanjing Huating has been packed up. Ms. Zhao, do you need me to communicate with her in advance? She seems to have no idea of your identity and has never asked me relevant questions."
"No need." Secretary Jin took a bite of salad and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Zhao Yaqian once signed Juqinghuijin, which brought her great emotional fluctuations.
She was looking forward to what Zhao Yaqian would think when she suddenly saw her.
There is also Lin Muxue, the current assistant of Tang and Song Dynasty.
For this kind of immature and qualitative girl, it is actually easy to deal with it.
We must also completely dispel their unrealistic thoughts.
"By the way, what has Su Yu been doing recently?"
Shangguan Qiuya replied softly: "She banned a producer two days ago and is currently filming a new movie in Shanghai."
"Oh?" Jin Mi Shu put down his fork and showed a faint smile, "Take a photo for me and send it to Su Yu, tell her where I am now, and encourage her to make a good movie. I will watch it later." Shangguan Qiuya's eyes twitched, and she nodded: "Okay, Director Jin."
After saying that, she picked up the phone and started operating it.
But in my heart, I feel like I have reacquainted myself with this goddess in the business field.
On the speeding high-speed train.
As night falls, bright lights fill the entire carriage, reflecting a golden warmth.
Cheng Qiuqiu sat inside by the window, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window.
After a while, she turned sideways slightly and glanced at Tang Song and Gao Mengting who were laughing and chatting on the left.
They seem to be very much on the same frequency.
We talk about marketing management for a while, "One Hundred Years of Solitude" for a while, and recent hot news for a while.
Cheng Qiuqiu pursed her lips and took out her mobile phone from her pocket.
Group chats related to team building, large and small, are extremely lively.
Messages about food, attractions, emoticons, and jokes keep jumping.
This team building trip was booked by the employees individually and reimbursed by the backend 0A system.
So most people’s seats and carriages are not together.
It’s just that her and Tang Song’s tickets were booked by the senior sister, so they were next to each other.
Listening to the laughter in his ears and watching the lively chat in the group, Cheng Qiuqiu's eyes were a little dazed.
She really wanted to blend in with them, but Wen really couldn't do it.
"QQ, what do you eat?" Tang Song's voice suddenly came.
Cheng Qiuqiu subconsciously said: "Same as you."
Subconsciously, she also liked to be on the same frequency as them.
"0K, then braised beef and Kung Pao Chicken lunch box." Tang Song gestured, submitted the order on the mini program, and said softly: "By the way, QQ, you are from Sichuan Province, why did you come to Yancheng to attend university?"
Tang Song was actually very curious about Qiuqiu’s past and wanted to know why she had psychological problems.
Cheng Qiuqiu glanced at Tang and Song Dynasty, and whispered: "I want to go somewhere farther away from home."
"Oh? Are you going home for the Mid-Autumn Festival? An eight-day holiday should be enough."
Hearing this, Cheng Qiuqiufeng Man's chest rose and fell slightly, her eyes lowered, "I'm not going back, it's good to stay in Yancheng."
Gao Mengting, who was next to her, gently held her hand and said with a smile: "It's just right, I won't go back during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I just got the new car and it's still in the running-in period. How about we take a self-driving tour around Yancheng together?"
"Yeah." Cheng Qiuqiu nodded.
Noticing that her expression was abnormal, Tang Song raised his eyebrows slightly and realized something.
Then, Gao Mengting began to chat with the two about "The First Fog on a Snowy Night" and celebrity gossip.
The atmosphere gradually relaxed.
Soon, lunch boxes for several people were delivered.
The taste is very ordinary, but it has a unique flavor when eaten on the speeding high-speed train.
Cheng Qiuqiu ate very slowly, pausing for a moment every time he moved his chopsticks. It seemed that his mind was not entirely on the food.
Her eyes moved out of the window from time to time, as if she was attracted by the dazzling scenery.
The tight jeans outline her slender and straight legs, which sway slightly with her movements, revealing a bit of youthful vitality.
After finishing the lunch, Cheng Qiuqiu picked up the small bag containing the garbage, stood up, and said softly: "I'm going to throw away the garbage." Tang Song stretched out his hand to take it, "Give it to me, you're in there It’s not convenient to have a meal."
Cheng Qiuqiu shook his head, "I just went to the bathroom."
After saying that, he carefully moved out.
Seeing this, Tang Song tilted his body slightly and tried to make room for her.
He leaned on the side of the seat and glanced at her back inadvertently.
The slender waist, plump hips, and slender straight legs, wrapped in light-colored jeans, are particularly eye-catching. Just when Cheng Qiuqiu walked in front of Tang Song, a 5 or 6-year-old boy suddenly rushed over from the aisle, shouting something excitedly.
Cheng Qiuqiu was caught off guard and hurriedly stepped back. As a result, his foot touched Tang Song's outstretched leg. He seemed to lose his balance and sat down on his lap.
Tang Song subconsciously reached out to hold her waist, and his palm touched her soft skin through the thin clothes.
"Ah!" Cheng Qiuqiu whispered, and his body tensed instantly.
Gao Mengting quickly held her arm and asked with concern: "Are you okay, Qiuqiu?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Cheng Qiuqiu quickly stood up, glanced at Tang Song in a panic, whispered "Sorry", and hurriedly walked towards the bathroom.
Watching her back leave, Tang Song took a breath, feeling a strange burning feeling in his heart.
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Cheng Qiuqiu took a few deep breaths and felt his heart beating faster.
In fact, just now she had a chance to free her hands and grab the back of the front seat to keep her balance.
But for some reason, when she realized that the person behind her was Tang Song, her body instinctively gave up struggling and just sat down.
This subconscious reaction made her feel confused and ashamed, and she did not dare to look directly into her heart.
"What on earth am I thinking about?"
The image of sitting on his lap just now kept reappearing in Cheng Qiuqiu's mind, and her fingers tightened the corners of her clothes unconsciously.
I was in a daze for a while.
Cheng Qiuqiu went to the toilet, washed his hands, and opened the toilet door.
Looking immediately, a tall and strong figure appeared in front of him.
She raised her head and saw Liu Jiayi with an indifferent expression, staring at her sharply.
Her body seemed to be filled with a strong sense of oppression, making her breathing quieter.
Cheng Qiuqiu turned sideways and whispered: "Hello - hello."
After saying that, he quickly walked towards the seat.
Seeing Tang Song’s self-light, her heart skipped a beat, she lowered her head in panic, and sat back down carefully.
Listening to the voices of Gao Mengting and Tang Song in my ears.
Cheng Qiuqiu bit her lower lip hard, and she was enveloped in deep self-blame and shame.
Tang Song is the lover of his school sister. They met, got to know each other and stayed together while starting a business.
She felt like a despicable mouse, thinking about something that belonged to someone else.
[75% in cultivation—·] (not sprouted)
Looking at the dancing numbers on Qiuqiu’s head, a strange look flashed in Tang Song’s eyes.
Before getting on the train, it was still 72%. Just by sitting on my legs, it jumped to 75% in such a short period of time.
This girl with a cold appearance has such a "dark" mentality!
Terrible!
According to this logic, can it rise more if you hug it?
Thinking of this, Tang Song felt a little eager to try,
It was 8:30 in the evening.
The train slowly drove into Wushan Railway Station.
"We're here!" Gao Mengting touched Tang Song and said softly but enthusiastically: "Welcome to my hometown!"
Gao Mengting was immediately amused. The corners of her eyes turned into two crescents, and she patted her chest and said, "No problem!"
She walked out of the carriage laughing and joking. After meeting her colleagues at the corner of the platform, everyone walked out of the station with their luggage.
The cool evening breeze blows towards your face, carrying a faint salty and humid smell, which makes people feel refreshed.
We boarded the waiting tour bus in an orderly manner. The car started slowly and merged into the humid night of Wushan.
There was soft music floating in the carriage, colleagues were discussing excitedly, and laughter was endless.
About half an hour later.
The bus successfully arrived at the Shangri-La Hotel in the Harbor District.
The huge glass curtain wall reflects the surrounding lights, making this modern building look particularly majestic at night.
"Look, there is the sea over there!" Gao Mengting gently patted Tang Song on the shoulder, smiled and pointed to the distance.
Tang Song followed the sound and saw through the car window that there were little waves of light shining in the deep darkness.
Although the sea is not clearly visible at night, the faint sound of waves and the salty smell in the air are enough to make people feel its vastness and mystery.
Everyone got off the car one after another and checked in under the guidance of colleagues from the administrative department.
Except for the Tang and Song Dynasties, everyone else was in groups of two.
When the last colleague got the room card, Gao Mengting clapped her hands gently, attracting everyone's attention.
"Okay, everyone has worked hard all the way, let's go back to the room and rest first. Remember to put away important items such as ID cards and tickets.
If you want to go out to play, it is best to go together and don't travel too far.
If you need help, please feel free to contact me or colleagues in the administrative department."
At this point, her tone suddenly became playful, "Remind me again, remember to get up early tomorrow morning to watch the sunrise!
It's very spectacular, don't miss it by sleeping in!"
"Copy that!" "Hello, Mr. Gao!""
Everyone They all responded and walked upstairs with their luggage, with cheerful smiles on their faces.
As the crowd gradually dispersed, Tang Song patted Gao Mengting on the back and whispered: "Come on, partners, let's put the luggage up and go out for a walk. Have a drink and look at the sea."
Listening to Tang and Song’s somewhat ambiguous words, Gao Mengting’s face turned slightly red, “I have to get up early tomorrow, what kind of wine should I drink?”
She is the kind of person who has a poor alcohol capacity, and she may become confused after a glass of whiskey.
This time for team building, although she and Qiuqiu were in the same room, they were on the same floor.
She was really worried that after drinking too much, she couldn't control her impulse and knocked Tang Song down directly.
At that time I was really too embarrassed to see anyone.
Tang Song smiled and said, "I went on vacation just to have fun. It doesn't matter if I drink less. Let's go."
After saying that, he picked up his suitcase and walked towards the elevator first.
The elevator door slowly closed, and the small space suddenly became quiet.
Liu Jiayi stood in the corner, calmly watching the floor numbers beat.
Cheng Qiuqiu lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone, seeming to deliberately avoid the interaction between Tang Song and Gao Mengting.
"Ding Yi" The elevator stopped on the 19th floor.
Liu Jiayi reached out to block the elevator door, and Tang Song, Gao Mengting, and Cheng Qiuqiu walked out of the elevator one after another.
I looked at the room card and door number.
Gao Mengting said with a smile: "Then let's go in and pack things first, bye."
"Bye." Tang Song opened the door, inserted the room card, and the lights turned on instantly.
He booked a king-bed room with a sea view and balcony, with an area of about 45 square meters and a modern yet warm decoration style.
It is worth mentioning that there is a 2-meter king-size bed, which occupies the center of the room. It is paired with soft white bedding and looks particularly comfortable.
Pull open the curtains and open the windows.
The sea is looming in the night, and the sound of waves can be heard in my ears.
After admiring the night for a while, Tang Song looked at the time, turned around and walked out of the room.
“Dong dong dong—” He knocked lightly on the door next door.
"Who?" Cheng Qiuqiu's somewhat cold voice sounded.
"It's me."
"Oh, one by one." The door was slowly opened, revealing Cheng Qiuqiu's delicate but slightly reserved face.
She stepped aside and whispered, "Mr. Tang."
Tang Song smiled, nodded, and walked into the room.
After walking a few steps in, his eyes were fixed on Gao Mengting who was packing her luggage.
She was sitting sideways on the single bed. The loose cultural shirt on her upper body was replaced by a slim-fitting short T-shirt, which perfectly outlined her graceful figure.
The slender waist is slightly exposed, revealing a sense of casual sexiness.
Clean and light makeup, voluminous and fluffy hair, and a soft face.
The soft light shines on her body, and the whole person exudes a unique atmosphere.
Like Secretary Jin, the partners also have beautiful looks.
Although the two have completely different temperaments, they are somewhat similar from certain angles.
When they first started their partnership business, Tang and Song Dynasties would occasionally have this illusion.
Actually, if you think about it carefully, there is some inexplicable fate. Strictly speaking, his first partner was Secretary Jin.