blackstone code

Chapter 246 Self-discipline, weaknesses and the past
"Good morning, Mr. Bennett!"

As soon as Bennett got out of the car, the bank employees in the parking lot stopped and greeted him with smiles warmer than the morning sun.

Bennett would also smile and say hello to them. At first he was very uncomfortable, because in the bank state branch he hardly had a big sense of presence, and people would not be so flattering. Sunshine greeted him Good morning.

But after coming here, everything changed.

After he locked the car door, he turned around and greeted the person who greeted him, "Good morning, sir..."

The gentleman who had been replaced by six points was instantly satisfied, and his steps seemed to become a little lighter.

In such an atmosphere, he greeted others all the way until he entered his office.

He felt that if he met a few more people, his mouth would be numb, and he recently discovered a very interesting phenomenon, that is, he remembered the names of most bank staff.

It has to be said that this is a very magical little way of socializing. Just saying hello can make others remember their names. Sometimes Bennett has to feel that the office environment of this kind of subordinate organization is much more complicated than that of the branch. .

Less than a minute after he sat down, his full-time secretary walked in with a tea tray, which contained a pot of steaming coffee and a few small pastries.

His secretary is a girl, about 23 or [-] years old, with long blonde hair and a very good figure.

I don't know if it was because the bank's heater was turned on relatively hot, but the female secretary in a woolen sweater's face was a little red and hot. She walked to the desk and put the tea tray on the table.

"Mr. Bennett, your coffee, these are the little pastries I made last night, I hope you can try them!", the girl was a little nervous, a small thing like a biscuit fell to the ground, the girl quickly apologized and said Bend down to pick it up.

Seeing the girl's skirt wrap tightly around her buttocks because of the girl's bending over, Bennett's breathing became a little short. He picked up the coffee and took a sip regardless of its slightly high temperature.

The hot coffee falling into his belly not only did not solve his hotness and dry mouth, but made his blood boil even more.

"Do you need me to help you?", he asked thoughtfully, and by the way, his hand was on the girl's tightly wrapped skirt, it seemed that he really just wanted to help someone.

He could feel the girl's body trembling slightly, which made him feel a little reckless, he quickly retracted his hand and apologized for his recklessness, "Sorry, I didn't notice that was..."

The girl blushed and hurriedly stood up, apologized and left quickly.

He looked at the closed door, and then fixed his eyes on the coffee cup in front of him, as if he saw something in the slight ripples on the surface of the coffee.

The warm and soft touch just now seemed to be still echoing in his heart, he sighed faintly, young is good.

Bennett is only 40 years old this year, but he is well maintained, making him look only 36 and seven years old.

He was actually married, and his wife was not the result of his free love, but a transaction.

His wife's father is the middle management of the bank, and he successfully entered the bank by virtue of these relationships, but he was a little disappointed that his wife's father did not provide him with much help after that, because he The wife's father suddenly fell to the ground during a dinner party. Although he was sent to the hospital in time, he also lost the ability to work.

Since then, Bennett can only struggle in the bank alone. His pursuit of money is not too strong. On the one hand, his wife’s family is very rich, and he himself has worked in the bank for so many years. It is not a small amount of income or improper income.

He is very clear that now he is dealing with money, and all he gets is some small money. He cannot ruin his future for some money that is not too much for him.

When his position is promoted in the future, his income in all aspects will also increase. From a long-term perspective, strict self-discipline can help him go further.

He also has no other bad habits, nor does he gamble.

Possibly because his marriage was born out of a transaction, he treated his wife at home with an oddly deferential, even a little...degrading attitude.

His wife also often satirized him with the purpose and implementation of his marriage with herself, which made it harder for him to raise his head at home, especially after his wife's father was paralyzed, his wife became a little bit worse.

This led Bennett to have a very special hobby. When he has enough personal time, he likes to visit strip clubs and get in touch with the strippers.

Other than that, he doesn't have any bad hobbies, and even this hobby is legal.

Strip clubs do not provide sex services. According to federal law, only when a certain process occurs and involves money transactions can they be considered recruits...but the behavior of strippers is not counted, which is not within the scope of federal law. Inside.

That's his only personal obsession, and it's legal.

He never fucks women in the office, although he knows how dirty the banking system is, the dirtier it is at the bottom, but he doesn't join in, but keeps himself clean.

He doesn't want his future to be destroyed by himself on some small issues, he should have lofty ideals and future!
After missing this little surprise that gave him some aftertaste, he began to alert himself not to let desire control his brain, and he began to focus on his work.

One document after another gradually made him deeply addicted to it. He liked this feeling very much. Any document must have his signature before it can enter the process. In name, he is Joe Griman's assistant, but who We all know that the moment he got the power of approval, Joe Griman was already emptied by him.

He is the supreme master of this department. All he has to do is to wait quietly, waiting for Joe Griman to end his work in the middle of the year. At that time, he will take over the position of Joe Griman. Just think about it briefly. Can make him feel excited!
The whole day's work is over soon, busy people feel that time passes quickly, he said hello to his colleagues and left the bank, sitting in the car, he couldn't help but think of his secretary, and the round buttocks.

A trace of evil fire rose in his heart, and he needed to relax.

He turned around directly and drove towards a strip club with a good environment nearby.Because of work, his family has not moved here yet, and of course they may not want to move here. His wife has to take care of her father, and she doesn't want to come to this rural place to smell cow dung, although the streets here There were no cows and no cow dung on it.

This gave Bennett a lot of free time to do what he wanted to do. He parked the car, lowered the brim of his round-brimmed hat, and walked into the strip bar.

As soon as he walked in, he smelled a very special smell, and there was a smile on his face.

He changed a box of change from the service desk—in a strip club, change is a must-have item for everyone, and it works a lot.

Then he randomly chose a stage to sit down and asked the waiter to bring him some wine he liked.

Most strip clubs have a highly unified decoration style. First of all, there will be many different stages inside. There is a circle of bars around the stage. People can sit on the edge of the bar to drink and eat. The strippers on stage performed even harder.

What makes Bennett a little uncomfortable is that there are too many people here today, more people than before the general strike, people are everywhere around the bar, ordinary citizens who smell sour and alcohol are drunk Drunk and drinking while yelling at the girls on stage to take off everything else.

The noisy environment displeased Bennett. He was an elegant person, and he didn't want to sit with these people.

Seeing handfuls of five cents and ten coins being thrown onto the stage by people, the girl who barely wore any clothes in this cold winter danced even more vigorously, and soon she was so hot that she had to take off some Clothes to relieve the rising body temperature.

After watching for a while, Bennett stood up with the money box in hand. He walked to the quieter VIP service area on the other side. After showing his card representing his VIP status, he came to a hall.

The girls here are dressed in all kinds of clothes, some in nuns' clothes, some in police uniforms, some...

Here, the girls cater to all the needs of the guests as long as they can afford it.

Just as Bennett was about to choose a girl wearing a nun's costume, his eyes were attracted by a girl who had just entered from the backstage.

It was a young girl who looked about 20 years old. She was wearing a very common middle school uniform. What made Bennett unable to look away was the girl's appearance. She looked very much like his first love.

After being in a daze for a while, he came back to his senses, called the girl by name, and entered an empty box.

Soon, a girl in school uniform came in with a schoolbag slanted on her back, and there was already some distressing maturity on her slightly immature face.

"Sir, before we start, we have some settings..." After getting Bennett's consent, the girl started the game, "Do you want me to be a good girl or a bad girl?"

"Who are you to me?"

"What do you want me to call you?"

Bennett, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly looked forward to it.

(End of this chapter)