Threat

Yan Jicai's heart skipped a beat, without turning his head, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked:

"What do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the video and recording are not very good. It's not a big deal for you to embarrass me, but it's not good for everyone to know about your sexual orientation. The acceptance of homosexuality in society is not high enough. Once the leadership finds out and loses his job, wouldn't it be worth it?" Song Ke kept pressing Yan Jicai's ear when he said this, spraying all the heat on it.

It can be said that Yan Jicai has goosebumps. He has been in Soul since he graduated, and he has worked hard for several years, working overtime every day, and working so hard to get to this point.

If he was fired because of this kind of thing, he might not be able to stay in this industry, after all, there are too many people talking behind his back.

"What on earth are you trying to do?" Yan Ji turned his head, unexpectedly, Song Ke stuck too close to him, causing Song Ke's lips to brush against his cheek, and by the way, brushed against his lips.

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, Song Ke's expression was a little astonished, and Yan Jicai exploded directly.

Yan Jicai hastily stretched out his hand to push Song Ke away, and frantically wiped his mouth with his shirt cuff, almost scratching his skin.

Song Ke hadn't recovered from the soft touch just now, and murmured: "The man's lips are still soft?"

"Fuck you!" You're crazy, aren't you?What kind of dirty routine is this? Could it be that Song Ke also fucking likes men?Fall in love with him?

Song Ke touched his lower lip, as if to confirm, and while Yan Jicai was still furious, he lowered his head and kissed his mouth, and took a bite along the way.

"Hiss..." Yan Ji stretched out his hand to hit Song Ke, but Song Ke stopped him.At the same time, Song Ke also let go of him, just stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip in a "disgusting" way, and exclaimed:

"It's quite soft."

"Disgusting!" This man was so disgusting inside and out that Yan Ji wanted to spit in Song Ke's face.

"You mean kissing a man?"

"..." Yan Ji didn't know what to say. If Song Ke only wanted to insult and satirize him, then his goal had already been achieved. "If you want to mock and insult me, there is no need to do so. If you want to make I apologize for talking about your pheasant, and I can also apologize." A man can bend and stretch, why bother!

But Song Ke looked at him from head to toe with a slightly teasing gaze, and said:

"Let's date."

"What?" Yan Ji thought he had heard it wrong. From what Song Ke said just now, it should be the first time for him to have a same-sex kiss. What is the date?Is it a deep cabinet?Or just plain bad fun?

Yan Ji twitched the corner of his mouth, wanting to ask if there was something wrong with his mind.

Song Ke continued:

"It may not be convenient for me tonight. I will wait for you after the training tomorrow night. I will decide the location."

After Song Ke finished speaking, he looked at the time on his watch, he seemed really anxious, and then he was about to leave.

Yan Ji was angry, he stretched out his hand to grab Song Ke, and asked:

"Is there really something wrong with you?"

Song Ke glanced at Yan Jicai's angry expression, and realized that what he just said seemed incomplete, so he said:

"Oh, if you make a date with me, I won't reveal that you have that kind of thing in your phone, and I won't take into account the fact that you said I was a pheasant earlier."

"There's something wrong! Childish!" Yan Ji was so talented that he didn't know what to say.

"For the sake of fairness, you can also refuse, but I hope you will think about it." Song Ke smiled, as if thinking of something, and added, "If you agree, I will leave the sales department after the training period. "

"..."

After Song Ke left the meeting room, Yan Ji exploded. He kicked the stool in front of him away and beat the table in anger. What kind of thing is Song Ke?

What a joke!

How could he capsize in the gutter?

He wanted to see what skills Song Ke could do!

Why "blackmail" him?

He will find someone to get rid of Song Ke tomorrow, so that he can no longer enter the soul.

It's just that Yan Ji didn't expect that Song Ke couldn't get rid of him?

After Song Ke left, Yan Jicai sneaked to the personnel supervisor. Just as he expressed his intentions, the supervisor who always worked overtime at night put away his bag silently.

"Director Yu?" Song Kemeng, what does this mean?Is he not expressing clearly enough?Or did he not give out enough red envelopes?

"I'm sorry, Manager Yan, I can't accept your red envelope. I can't decide this matter. I have something to do at home, so I have to go back early tonight." Supervisor Yu put away the bag neatly and ran outside , Yan Ji didn't catch up.

That woman can run so fast in eight centimeter high heels?Is it human?

Depend on!

Yan Jicai wanted to scold his mother again, why did Director Yu dodge so much?Could it be that Song Ke is a rich second generation who came to their company to experience the hardships of the people?

But looking at his clothes, he doesn't look too good. He is willing to believe that Jian Yi is the rich second generation. After all, the watch on Jian Yi's wrist is expensive.

Don't mention Jian Yi is not Jian Yi, what should he do now?

He can't get Song Ke away, he has to make an appointment with Song Ke tomorrow night, it's not that this matter is unacceptable, it's just that he hasn't done that kind of thing for a long time, can he still do it well?

Do you have to buy things in advance and prepare them in advance?

The worst thing is that Song Ke is still taller than him, he doesn't like to be with people who are taller than him, it's very troublesome.

But Song Ke is good-looking, and if he tries to overcome it, it should be fine.

Song Ke said that he would leave after the training period was over. It took only one month to make an appointment once a week. It couldn't be every day, could it?

Just like Song Ke, it doesn't look like it has to be every day.