Man in high heels, you are mighty and coquettish

Fei Qi really had nothing to do when he went out, so he went to the store to find trouble, but didn't want to go home, so he ended up nestling in the office alone.

His office is not decorated like an office, it's not ugly, on the contrary, it has a strong sense of fashion, and it's all Jiang Wei's taste.

The things in the room range from the color of the sofa to the small bookshelves, including the computer desktops, all set up by Jiang Wei himself. Several European and American male models show their chests and breasts, with their shoulders hooked and their backs hooked.

He prefers childlike things, especially the Disney series. Jiang Wei scoffed at this, saying that Fei Qi might have lacked it too much when he was a child. He didn’t watch cartoons much, so he tried to make up for it when he grew up. Fei Qi insisted on this. Objection, he said that he saw a lot of that thing when he was a child, but he didn't feel good at that time, but later he felt better again when he was older.

The two quarreled all night about this, and Jiang Wei threw all of Fei Qi's collections into the office, leaving Mickey and Donald Duck on the sofa, and Goofy's head stuck to the back of the chair.

Fei Qi put his legs on the table, clicked a random video on the Internet, but couldn't watch it, so he lowered his head and swiped Sina Weibo for half an hour.

The door panel is leaning, and the newly hired western restaurant manager, Xiao Hu, came in with a stack of documents. This guy was recruited by the general manager from the imperial capital. He used to work in marketing. He came here to be mainly responsible for the restaurant's market positioning and development. This kid has been here for more than a month, and he has hardly met Fei Qi, but it is said that he is very active. He organizes a team to formulate plans all day long, and even provided a venue for the local radio and television stations to record some programs during the trial opening days. It is said that the advertising effect is good, just waiting for the report at the end of this month to get off to a good start.

Xiao Hu glanced at the computer screen, and bowed with a smile on his face: "Mr. Fei, you are watching The Legend of Zhen Huan."

Fei Qi took his legs off the table, stared at the computer in a daze: "Oh."

Then it turned off again: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Wang didn't talk nonsense, he directly reported the recent work progress and achievements to Fei Qi, and he talked about the plan when he came up, and he talked about how he increased his advertising efforts, implemented a three-dimensional sales strategy, and how to clear the facts. He heard that Fei Qi had one head and two big ones.

Fei Qi’s cultural level is very limited, and he doesn’t like to listen to or understand these written things, but he is not the first day to manage people. When he was 20 years old, he took care of more than ten brothers. Now that he is old, two There are only so many individuals in this store, and Fei Qi can still understand clearly.

He could see that Xiao Wang was here to show his meritorious service, but he was a store manager of the affiliated restaurant. He skipped the superior and went directly to the boss when he was supposed to report to the general manager. The important point, the important point is that the general manager should not even think about taking credit for Xiao Wang's achievements.

Although Xiao Wang’s gesture of meritorious deeds was a little rough, the effect was good. Fei Qi was very happy, and Xiao Wang also struck while the iron was hot, and proposed that the internal management of the restaurant should be independent, and he did not want to share it with KTV. Clearly, not to mention everything, there are often frictions, which is not conducive to work progress.

Naturally, Fei Qi would not agree. The position of restaurant manager seems inconspicuous, but he has a lot of power. The company's management is not very formal. If he is still in charge of the restaurant independently, who knows if he will be able to do so with so much cash in a day? Filling one's pockets, besides, both parties can supervise each other if they share one financial account.

As for the issue of friction, although the boss hopes that his subordinates will be harmonious, he should not be too harmonious. If the departments get along too well, then there is no business for the boss. Although Fei Qi doesn't understand management, he knows how to manage people.

After Fei Qi casually dealt with Xiao Wang, Jiang Wei called in response to the occasion, saying that those people had arrived in the store and had just packed their party bags.

Fei Qi signaled Xiao Wang to go out, then called the logistics, told to send two bottles of wine, then dialed the phone, and continued to watch Zhen Huan's biography.

At about 09:30, the door was pushed open again, and not one person came in, but two, one supported the other, the person who was being helped was drunk, his feet were weak and his body swayed, and he entered the door With a flick of the leather shoes, he threw himself directly on the sofa.

Seeing that Jiang Wei had been delivered safely, the foreman smiled shyly at Fei Qi, turned around and left.

Jiang Wei lay on the sofa and adjusted his body.

The leather of the sofa creaked under the flipping of the man. Jiang Wei struggled for a while, and finally buried half of his face in the pillow, and made a long nasal sound: "Mmm..."

Fei Qi was still buried in the chair without moving, but instead of staring at the computer thoughtfully, he turned to staring at Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei drank too much.

The tips of his ears were stained red by the alcohol, his cheeks were flushed, and his lips were delicate. At first glance, he looked like a young daughter-in-law with makeup on. After being drunk, she slumped on the sofa and stretched her arms and legs. He couldn't carry it, and Jiang Wei's trousers were too low, so he exposed his buttocks without some tossing and turning.

Jiang Wei has been exercising all year round, and his buttocks are quite upturned. In the words of the circle, he looks rather coquettish. Anyone who looks at it will feel disturbed and try to commit a crime.

But the beauty is greasy after sleeping too much, so Fei Qi is already confident that she can hold on to Jiang Wei in the last two years of dating Jiang Wei.

But today is obviously an exception.

Fei Qi got up to lock the door, then stepped forward in two steps, grabbed Jiang Wei's waistband with his hands, and pulled it down, exposing the whole white buttocks.

Jiang Wei's body trembled reflexively, he raised his hand to protect the waistband of his trousers and pulled it back, then put half of it back.

The two of them haven’t done it for a long time. It’s normal. In love, the initial stage is dry wood and fire, and the chrysanthemums don’t hurt and don’t stop. When they are old couples, they just burn the remaining firewood. It's not as good as the stove hook, so if you know your senses, you should quickly tuck it in your trouser waist and hide it, so don't take it out to cause people's eyes.

Jiang Wei didn't want to, and Fei Qi didn't get used to him. He straddled Jiang Wei's body and rudely tore off Jiang Wei's belt, tying it while taking it off. He looked decent, his face was bloodshot, his forehead was bruised, he moaned in pain, he was struggling desperately, even the strength was lifelike, Fei Qi's wrist turned white when he snapped, and his mouth hurt.

Because Fei Qi is far superior to Jiang Wei in terms of physical strength and skills, so Fei Qi subdued Jiang Wei without too much effort. It's still long, and there are a few drops hanging on it. It's actually sweat. At first glance, I thought it was tears.

Fei Qi thought that Jiang Wei was crying, he was startled, quickly stopped, and patted Jiang Wei's face: "Crying?"

Jiang Wei took a deep breath and looked back at Fei Qi. His face was stiff for a long time, and finally he smiled: "Do you think I am crying?"

Fei Qi sat down next to Jiang Wei, smoked a cigarette from the cigarette case: "I don't think so either."

Jiang Wei seemed to want to sit up, but after a few rubs, he still lay down. He put his hand into his clothes and touched his belly: "I feel sick to my stomach."

Fei Qi got angry: "What are you doing drinking so much?"

Jiang Wei fumbled around with his hands: "Depressed."

"things related to work?"

Jiang Wei continued to touch his trouser pocket: "Yes."

Fei Qi took a puff of smoke: "If you don't like it, I won't do it, it's not because I can't afford you."

As soon as the words were finished, Jiang Wei sat up and stared straight at Fei Qi.

Fei Qi was a little startled: "So happy?"

Jiang Wei touched his body again, and then began to search for shoes everywhere, as if he was about to leave.

Seeing that his body was unstable, Fei Qi got up and grabbed Jiang Wei's arm: "What are you looking for?"

Jiang Wei's hair was sticking out, and he looked around on the sofa while touching it. After making sure that there was nothing there, he said, "I'll go to the private room."

Fei Qi never had the habit of preaching to Jiang Wei, nor did he have the hobby of asking the truth. If Jiang Wei wanted to go to the private room, he would let him go. If Jiang Wei was too drunk, he would send him there, but Fei Qi was on the way to the private room. I can't feel better.

He was very sad, just now he was in boundless spring, he was beautiful now, he was not a hero, and he didn't know if he had andrological diseases.