Jun Ziyi touched up her makeup in the bathroom and walked back.
Through the glass screen, you can vaguely see the restaurant entrance. Two men and a woman walked in. The woman was young, tall and beautiful, with half of her face exposed. Jun Ziyi thought she looked familiar.
She turned around, Jun Ziyi's expression changed slightly.
Zhao Minmin.
Lin Shuping's mistress.
Jun Ziyi and Zhao Minmin's eyes collided in the air. Lin Shuping followed Zhao Minmin's line of sight and saw Jun Ziyi.
He patted Zhao Minmin on the back and said something. Zhao Minmin turned around and walked out of the restaurant.
Lin Shuping strode over.
Jun Ziyi said nothing and turned back to the box.
Lin Shuping followed her into the box.
He said hello to Shi Yuan and introduced himself to the two people in emerging technology: "Lin Shuping, Jun Ziyi's husband."
Lin Shuping put his arm around Jun Ziyi's shoulders, and Jun Ziyi calmly distanced herself from them.
Shi Yuan's eyes flickered between the two of them.
The person from the emerging technology said: "I have long admired you, Mr. Lin. I have heard your speech at the industry summit before."
The smart home customization company founded by Lin Shuping has just celebrated its twelfth birthday. Relying on Dongfeng in the real estate industry, Sanyuan Capital, which he co-founded with two other partners, focuses on investing in local home decoration entrepreneurial brands. In recent years, it has completed several famous industry investment cases. He is 42 years old and his career is at its peak. This is when a man is most energetic.
The two parties exchanged business cards and exchanged a few words, and Lin Shuping was ready to leave.
Before leaving, he smiled and patted Jun Ziyi on the back, and said to the men present: "If there is anything my wife does that is not thoughtful or speaks incorrectly, please bear with me."
The other two people laughed: "How considerate Mr. Lin, Mrs. Lin is so lucky."
Jun Ziyi came to meet with people from emerging technologies today. In fact, she has plans to integrate the digital business of various ports and create new middle-office functional positions. But with just two words, Lin Shuping changed Jun Ziyi from "Mr. Jun" to "Mrs. Lin" in front of future collaborators. Jun Ziyi could barely maintain her smile.
Shi Yuan picked up the water glass and took a few sips.
He spoke in a calm tone: "Jun Ziyi is an excellent employee of Zhuoxiu. Her work performance and strength are obvious to all, so why does she need to be taken care of by others?" His slender and indifferent eyes scanned the emerging technology people, "Does she need your support? "
Which Party B dares to let Party A take care of it?
Faced with the proposition, people from Emerging Technologies immediately knelt down and apologized profusely.
Shi Yuan stood up. He was taller than Lin Shuping, so he looked down at Lin Shuping: "Zhuoxiu Group has always emphasized a strong culture. Every female employee of Zhuoxiu has outstanding work ability. If you think that the female employees of Zhuoxiu need to be taken care of, it is a reflection on the strength of Zhuoxiu Group. The misunderstanding is even more disrespectful to President Li Zhuoxiu."
Uncle Lin couldn't stand it on his face, and his smile faded: "Mr. Shi, why do you take these jokes seriously? You've never been married, so you may not understand. This is fun between husband and wife."
Shi Yuan said: "I really don't understand. Mr. Lin, this is a workplace. I think you should understand what attitude should be used in any situation."
Jun Ziyi glanced at Shi Yuan.
…
After finishing lunch, Jun Ziyi felt depressed.
She looked at the time and saw that there were still 45 minutes until work. Jun Ziyi dialed the number and asked, "Where are you?"
The person on the other side of the phone said concisely: "In the car. Get ready to go out."
Jun Ziyi looked at the time, there were still 43 minutes. She asked: "Are you urgent?"
The person on the other end of the phone paused and said, "It's not urgent."
Jun Ziyi got into the car and closed the door with her backhand.
"I'm not full," she said.
Shi Yuan turned his head and looked at Jun Ziyi.
The light in the garage was not bright, and his thin face was shrouded in a dark shadow.
He started the car: "What do you want to eat?"
Jun Ziyi stretched out her hand to loosen his belt, leaned over, and bit down the zipper of his trousers with her teeth as if to vent her anger.
Shi Yuan's Adam's apple moved slightly: "Jun..."
Jun Ziyi interrupted him: "Call Senior Sister."
After a few minutes, Shi Yuan's usually calm face became a little out of control.
"Senior sister." He grabbed her waist and lifted her up, pulled off her wet black panties, balled them up, and threw them forward into the windshield.
The small piece of fabric popped open and fell softly onto his suit trousers.
The air conditioner is on in the car.
He is hot. This heat spread to Jun Ziyi's body, making her body hot. But the leather seats are cold. Amidst the mixture of cold and heat, Jun Ziyi raised her eyes in confusion and met her own eyes in the rearview mirror. She saw him out of the corner of her eye. The strong side profile sunk into her soft chest. He closed his eyes.
Jun Ziyi looked at herself in the mirror steadily. In the faint and twisting light, her body seemed to be undulating with the waves in the ocean. The tide gradually covered her chin, corners of lips, tip of nose, eyes, and soon the top of her head was gone.
She was overcome by an orgasm of desire.
There's still half a minute until work time. Jun Ziyi got out of the car and closed the door. The worries in her heart were relieved a lot, and her face was as calm as a white marble statue.
Shi Yuan pressed down the car window halfway.
He put his left hand on the steering wheel and watched the back in the rearview mirror getting further and further away.
She didn't look back.
He took out his mobile phone and tried to send a WeChat message to Jun Ziyi, but a verification message popped up: The other party has turned on friend verification, and you are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first, and you can only chat after the other party has passed the verification.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the row of green messages in the chat box, all sent by him. Jun Ziyi only replied two sentences.
Shi Yuan: "What are we doing?"
Jun Ziyi: "A friend who solves personal desires."
Jun Ziyi: "Temporary."
…
Yu Ben raised his wrist to look at the time.
It was a full 45 minutes late before Shi Yuan drove to the Changlefang project. It was rare that he didn't bring a driver with him today.
Yu Ben greeted him.
He took Shi Yuan into the Changlefang Community Party and Mass Activity Room, walked around in a circle, and sat down in the conference room. After Yu Ben reported on the progress of the Changlefang project, Guan Xi took out his tablet and showed Shi Yuan the "daily party and mass activities" scheduled for Thursday.
Guan Xi has not done such a small activity in person for a long time. But now Guan Xi has no one available except himself.
Shi Yuan said: "Pay attention to controlling expenditures."
Guan Xi said: "We hired students from the university's Cantonese opera club, which is very cheap."
Shi Yuan said: "Find a time in the next two days to report this activity to the district government and ask them if they need to participate in the interview together. Changlefang is a BOT model, so let them contribute some resources."
Guan Xi nodded: "We are already communicating."
Shi Yuan asked again: "Who is the person in charge of this society? Why did you neither attend nor participate in the meeting online today?"
The operation immediately called Song Qingxu. Song Qingxu said: "Sorry, I'm rehearsing here and there is a time conflict."
In front of Shi Yuan, Guan Xi immediately asked forcefully: "Teacher Song, is this how you treat your customers?"
