100 ways to be a scumbag boss

Jian Qizhao waved his hand: "No need."

"Mr. Jian, be a man! You have to enjoy it. These are very comfortable. Try it." As soon as he said this, the other bosses laughed out loud.

There were a lot of people today, and they were all respectable people. As soon as the box door was closed, everyone began to act like a stranger.

Not to mention the smog inside, a few erratic hands were placed somewhere.

"No need." This is a weird image in the current circle. Jian Qizhao is not surprised at all. He doesn't do that himself, but he won't stop others from doing it. After all, it has nothing to do with him.

Jian Qizhao refused, but other bosses were interested!

He immediately spoke: "Old Chen, how can you feel comfortable?"

"Hey, hey, you'll know if you try it!" Boss Chen showed a smile that all men understand.

"Come, come here." The boss who spoke waved to the two girls.

In a place like this, some girls may not be willing at first, but as time goes by and they taste the benefits, their unwillingness will become willing. Most of the bosses who can come here are quite rich and will take good care of them. The benefits are indispensable.

The two girls were very proactive. After a while, one of them sat down with a coquettish smile.

Looking at the boss's expression, it was clear at a glance what he was doing.

Although the boss was a bit fast in time, the girl's reaction was enough, which made the boss feel that he was very powerful. He took out a dozen banknotes from his handbag and stuffed them into the girl's collar with a smile.

Of course, there are quite a few people who do this. One is greedy for money, and the other is lustful. I can only say that each takes what he needs.

Jian Qizhao lit a cigarette and seemed to be both contradictory and harmonious with the people in the private room.

Mr. Chen was a little shaky in his steps. He held a girl in one hand and a wine bottle in the other and walked to Jian Qizhao to sit down.

"Mr. Jian, I've opened a room for you upstairs. I'll pick out two clean ones for you later." Mr. Chen thought that Jian Qizhao liked clean things, not because he was picky.

"No, Mr. Chen, you are drunk." Basically, there is no so-called business to discuss at this time.

He planned to go back later, as there was no point in grinding any longer.

It's getting messy here.

"I'm not drunk." Mr. Chen said while eating tofu.

"Mr. Chen, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Mr. Jane is busy. Okay, you go and do your work first. I will entertain you alone tomorrow and the day after."

"it is good."

Jian Qizhao returned to the hotel.

Jinhuan was playing games under the quilt without even raising his head.

He was actually a little excited. After all, he slept with his girlfriend for the first time tonight, so he took off his clothes and took a shower first.

When she came out, she was still playing.

Knowing that Jinhuan didn't like people making noises to her while she was playing games, Jian Qizhao looked at her phone for a while and then took the initiative to come over and hug her when she was done playing.

Jinhuan is very annoyed today. When playing games, he keeps encountering teammates with chuunibyou.

Midu was not online today. She fought by herself. At the end of the round, there were only six people left, and she was about to win.

As a result, while riding in a car to run drugs, her teammate pulled a grenade and blew up all the people in the car on her side.

He was so happy that he wanted to go along the network cable and slap him twice.

Do you have brains and can you play games?

After that one game, three games in a row were not going well, so she simply changed to a mobile game to play.

Put down the phone and get into his arms.

"Is the beating finished?" He half-hugged Jin Huan and touched her head tenderly.

"Yeah." She responded angrily.

"What's wrong? My little Huan'er is not happy playing games anymore."

"Yes, I'm not happy. I always lose tonight." Jinhuan buried her head into the crook of his neck.

"Then let me comfort you so you won't be angry, okay?"

"Then you praise me for an hour, without saying anything too harsh, otherwise you just don't love me." Jin Huan looked up at him.

Jian Qizhao:......

"My little Huan'er is beautiful, smart, and gentle..."

After praising him for nearly 10 minutes, Jian Qizhao really couldn't hold back his words.

Jin Huan originally sang with a smile, but in the end, Jian Qizhao got stuck. She was unhappy: "Hey, you really don't love me."

He turned around and turned his back to Jian Qizhao.

The man reluctantly and amusedly approached her and held her in his arms: "Don't you know whether I love you or not? I want to take out my heart and show it to you!"

Jinhuan can really take out a man's heart and look at it, but it's the same when he takes it out and presses it inside. You can't tell whether you love him or not.

So, it’s not necessary at all!

It would be okay if I didn't hug him, but this hug made my heart filled with thoughts and thoughts, and I was a little ready to move.

He kissed the back of her neck, and his hand moved from the hem of her clothes to the script, which was slightly green.

"Huan'er, you smell so good."

Holding the back of her neck, he picked her up and pulled her between the beds.

Suddenly the two of them were covered with a quilt, and they hid down.

She hummed softly, closed her eyes, and shouted no with a trembling voice.

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