One hundred postures to tease a male god [Quick Transmigration]

After the bidding scheme is completed, the employees of the design department can relax for a while.

Qiao Yue was not so comfortable, and the bidding plan was transferred to the marketing department, who would complete the final work and attend the bidding meeting.

Therefore, Qiao Yue was always called by the marketing department to hold meetings of one kind or another.

The marketing department is not like the design department. It treats Qiao Yue as a belief. Whatever Qiao Yue says, everyone always trusts it without thinking, and nothing will happen.Even if there are one or two different ideas, they will quickly coordinate with each other.

As for the marketing department, it seems to be calm, but in fact, there is an undercurrent, and the two forces are twisting and pulling each other.These two forces, it is really ridiculous to say that they are Chu Fan and Xia Jingyi.

A meeting was chaired by Xia Jingyi, but Chu Fan always disagreed in one way or another, obviously because of Xia Jingyi's troubles.Xia Jingyi's complexion had darkened, but Chu Fan was still aggressive.Although Xia Jingyi is the top leader in the marketing department, Chu Fan is not an easy-going lamp, and has secretly cultivated a group of loyal people who are loyal to him.Anyway, now Xia Jingyi and Chu Fan are people in bed, no matter how much they make trouble, they will never capsize in the gutter.Of course, whoever gives more benefits will be on his side.

Qiao Yue sat at the end of the conference table, the most inconspicuous position, with a lack of interest. His face was calm, but his patience was exhausted. He had no interest in watching the couple argue about the problems in their private lives on the table. .

They are willing to make trouble, but he is not willing to watch it.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch, thinking about the best way to use an excuse to escape.

"Ahem, Director Xia, I'm sorry, your discussion may not come to a conclusion in a short while, the design department still has something to do, I'll go and settle it first, you only need to ask someone to tell me the result of the discussion. Okay." The more Joe thought about it, the simple and crude excuses were the best.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said those words, he got angry. Chu Fan glanced at him coldly, and said with a sneer, "Director Qiao has left nothing behind. He doesn't even look at who our current dispute is caused by."

These words have profound connotations and are thought-provoking.

"If it wasn't for the fact that the design proposed by Director Qiao has so many disadvantages that require people to deal with aftermath, why are we arguing here and wasting everyone's time?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Joe became more and more uneasy about having a fit.What's more, this is his territory, and if he is determined to pour dirty water on him, if he retorts, he will end up with an image of being arrogant and domineering.

He smiled modestly: "Manager Chu is right. A good architectural design also needs to take into account the needs of the market. Our design department will definitely cooperate with the marketing department to make revisions and improvements according to the actual market needs. Please rest assured, Manager Chu. "

"However, there are specialties in the technology industry. To make a revision report for the market, we have to rely on professionals like Manager Chu. As long as the market report passes Mr. Xia's opinion, our design department will definitely give Manager Chu a satisfactory result. Then, " Qiao Yue stood up from the chair, patted his clothes casually: "I will wait for the good news from Manager Chu."

Under Chu Fan's angry glaring, Qiao Yue got up and left without taking a cloud.

When Chu Fan turned his head, he saw Xia Jingyi staring straight at Qiao Yue's back, as expected, with complicated and profound meanings in his eyes, even more angry, red eyes, blinded.

Back to the design department, the order of the design department has been extremely slack lately. Not only are they often absent from work and asking for leave, but they also play loud rock music in the design department, shaking their heads and thinking about it.Those who knew it were the design department, those who didn't know it, thought it was a bar and disco moved from somewhere.

For these, Qiao Yue's rule is to relax occasionally, as long as it doesn't hurt.It would be too much to endure such heavy psychological pressure as in the previous days.

But this time, the design department was not as laid-back as expected. Everyone sat in chairs and concentrated on their work, with their waists in an extremely stiff state. One could tell that the atmosphere was not right.

Walking to Zhuo Haosi's side, seeing Zhuo Haosi pretending to be flipping through the design draft, his eyes wandering: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Zhuo Haosi was so frightened that his back trembled. He turned his head and saw that it was Qiao Yue, and he was relieved. As if seeing a savior, he grabbed the corner of Qiao Yue's clothes and said, "Boss, you are back!"

"What's the matter?" He didn't know that there was something unclean in the design department with this bloody look.

"No—" Zhuo Haosi aimed his eyes in the direction of Qiao Yue's office: "Well, Mr. Xia is here, waiting for you in your office."

After finishing speaking, he immediately lowered his head in despondency.

Qiao Yue probably guessed the reason, Xia Jingshen came to the design department, just happened to catch the people in the design department who were dancing rock disco.

"Get caught?"

"En..." Zhuo Haosi still lowered his head, allowing Qiao Yue to feel his pious apology from the back of his head. In fact, it was a guilty conscience.

"Okay, I'll go first, please be honest with me." This matter still needs to be resolved by him, the head of the family.

"Enen, boss, you can go at ease." Zhuo Haosi nodded hastily.

Hearing this, it sounds like it's the end, Qiao Yue wondered, and walked to his office.Knowing that there was a big Buddha sitting in his office, Qiao Yue raised his hand and knocked on the door, until a deep voice came from inside: "Come in." Then he opened the door and went in.

Xia Jingshen sat behind his desk, holding a document and a pen in his hand, without looking up, as if he didn't care about the person coming.

The corners of Qiao Yue's mouth twitched. It's nothing more than a dove occupying a magpie's nest, and he still looks like I'm an uncle. It's really annoying.

"Cough cough." Qiao Yue pretended to cough twice, just to attract the attention of the person concerned.

Sure enough, Xia Jingshen raised his head, looked at Qiao Yue expressionlessly, put down the document in his hand, took the cap of the pen, and slowly capped it, a series of elegant and natural movements.

"Uh... Mr. Xia, do you need me?" Qiao Yue walked up to Xia Jingshen and asked obediently.

"You are the director of the design department. I have no reason to intervene in the management of the design department. But the design department violated the company's regulations. If this matter gets out, it will be fatal to you and the design department." Xia Jingshen said coldly and lowly. He spoke slowly.

"I know, I'll make them turn down their voices in the future." Qiao Yue touched the back of his head and admitted his mistake.

Xia Jingshen's voice was a little cold: "You know about this?"

"I know." Qiao Yue said calmly, but it was nothing more than playing music and dancing, it was a normal need for relaxation.

"You acquiesced?"

"Yes."

Qiao Yue stared straight at Xia Jingshen with big eyes that were calm and fearless, and the tuft of hair on the top of his head stood up because he didn't take care of it, making him even more dazed.But with this appearance, he actually admitted frankly that everything was acquiesced when he knew about it.

All the psychological construction that Xia Jingshen did just now has become a joke.

"You are courting death." He said word by word through gritted teeth.

"Mr. Xia, what are you talking about?" Joe became more unhappy, and stood up from the chair, "Which one of the company regulations clearly stipulates that employees cannot play music or dance in their own departments? Everyone has their own way of decompression, if everyone blindly forgets about work, just like a while ago, taking the design department as the head and working more than eighteen hours a day, then you are looking for death!"

Xia Jingshen looked at Qiao Yue coldly, got up suddenly, pulled Qiao Yue onto the chair, turned the chair around, leaned down and put his hands on the tables on both sides of the chair, shackling Qiao Yue in a small space.

"You... what are you doing?" Qiao Yue's voice couldn't help trembling even though he could see that the situation was not good no matter how stupid he was.

Xia Jingshen curled his lips into a smile, with a strange laziness, and looked at Qiao Yue leisurely, as if looking at the prey in his palm: "There are many ways to decompress, how about I teach you one."

"No, there's no need." Qiao Yue staggered and refused, wanting to beg for mercy, but then he thought that he had done nothing wrong, so he lost if he begged for mercy.

The dead duck's mouth was stiff, his face was already pale, but he still forced himself to stare boldly into Xia Jingshen's eyes.

"You're welcome." Xia Jingshen chuckled again.

Following Qiao Yue's thoughts, please be polite to your sister!His lips were sealed domineeringly by Xia Jingshen.

How could Qiao Yue give in so easily, shaking his head and evading, Xia Jingshen pinched his chin, pried his lips with a little force, drove straight in, hooked Qiao Yue's tongue unceremoniously, one advance and one retreat, well-trained, repeated lingering.

"Don't..." When Qiao Yue came to his senses, he suddenly found that Xia Jingshen's hand had been lowered rudely.

No matter how stupid he was, he understood Xia Jingshen's intentions, and pushed hard with his hands, only pinching the muscles as hard as iron.Xia Jingshen looks lean and slender at first glance, but in fact he has very strong muscles and great strength. He is definitely a person who pays attention to fitness even if he is not a Lian Jiazi.

Qiao Yue, who works at his desk all day long, is no match for him.

What's more, Xia Jingshen was determined to unzip his trousers with one hand, and in a second, he pinched Qiao Yue's fragility and slid up and down.

Qiao Yue is definitely not a brat, but he doesn't have any sexual experience in his mind right now, and being so skillfully grasped by his dick, he almost burst into tears with excitement.

"Don't—you let go, I was wrong...Is it okay if I was wrong?" Qiao Yue panted heavily, begging for mercy.

Xia Jingshen looked up at Qiao Yue's bewildered expression, and his eyes were unnaturally darkened.