Blackstone Code Chapter 245: Self-discipline, weaknesses and past
"Good morning, Mr. Bennett!"
As soon as Bennett got out of the car, the bank employees in the parking lot stopped and greeted him with a smile warmer than Chaoyang.
Bennett would also smile and say hello to them, he was very uncomfortable at first because a small character like him in the bank state branch hardly has much presence, people don't please so much, sunshine greeting him good morning.
But after coming here, everything changed.
After he locked the car door, he turned around and said hello to the person who greeted him, "Good morning, sir"
The gentleman who was replaced by six points was instantly satisfied, and his pace seemed to have become a little brisk.
Just in this atmosphere, greeting people all the way until he enters his office.
He thinks his mouth will go numb if he bumps into a few more people, and he recently discovered an interesting little phenomenon, which is that he remembers the names of most bank staff.
I have to say that this is a very magical way of socializing. Just saying hello can make others remember their names. Sometimes Bennett has to feel that the office environment of this kind of lower-level agency is even better than that of a department. Much more complicated.
He had just sat down for less than a minute when his full-time secretary walked in with a tea tray containing a steaming pot of coffee and a few small pastries.
His secretary is a girl, about twenty-three or four years old, with long blond hair and a very good figure.
I don't know if it was because the bank's heating was too hot, the female secretary in a wool sweater was a little red and hot. She walked to the desk and put the tea tray on the table.
"Mr. Bennett, your coffee, these are the little cakes I made last night, I hope you can try them!", the girl was a little nervous, a small thing like a small biscuit fell to the ground, girl Apologised quickly and bent over to pick it up.
Watching the girl bend her skirt tightly around her buttocks, Bennett's breathing became a little faster, he picked up the coffee and took a sip regardless of its slightly high temperature.
Not only did the hot coffee fall into his belly, it didn't solve his hot and dry mouth, but it made his blood boil even more.
"Do you need me to help you?", he asked thoughtfully, by the way, his hand was on the girl's tight skirt, it seemed that he really just wanted to help someone .
He could feel the girl's body trembling slightly, which made him feel a little reckless. He quickly retracted his hand and apologized for his recklessness, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice that it was..."
The girl blushed and stood up in a hurry, apologized and left quickly.
He looked at the closed door, and then fixed his eyes on the coffee cup in front of him, as if he saw something from the ripples on the surface of the coffee.
The warm and soft feeling in his hand just now seemed to still reverberate in his heart. He sighed softly. It's good to be young.
Bennett is only forty years old this year, but he is well maintained, making him look only thirty-six or seven.
He is actually married, and his wife is not the result of his free love, but a deal.
His wife's father is the middle management of the bank, and with these connections, he successfully entered the bank, but he was a little disappointed that his wife's husband did not provide him much help after this , because his wife's father suddenly fell to the ground during an entertainment. Although he was sent to the hospital in time, he also lost the ability to work.
Since then, Bennett has only been able to work in the bank alone. He is not very keen on money. On the one hand, his wife's family is very rich, and he himself has worked in the bank for so many years. Whether it is legitimate or illegitimate income, it is not a small amount.
He is very clear that now he starts with money, and what he gets is just a little money, and he can't ruin his future for some money that is not too much for him.
In the future, his position has a new promotion, and his income in all aspects will also increase. From a long-term perspective, being strict with oneself can help him go further.
He has no other bad habits, nor does he gamble.
Probably because his marriage was a deal, at home he treats his wife with an eerie respect, even a little... low.
His wife also often satirizes him with the purpose and implementation of his and his marriage, which makes it harder for him to raise his head at home, especially after his wife's father is paralyzed, and his wife has become a little more aggressive.
This has given Bennett a very special little hobby. He likes to visit strip bars and get up close and personal with those strippers when he has enough personal time.
Other than that, he doesn't have any bad hobbies, and even that hobby is legal.
Striptease bars do not provide sanctuary services. According to federal law, only when a certain process occurs and involves a monetary transaction can it be considered an invitation and..., but the behavior of the strippers does not count, because most of them use hand or whatever, that's not within the control of federal law.
This is his only personal fetish, and it's legal.
He never **** women in the office, and even though he knew how filthy the banking system was, the dirtier it was at the bottom, he didn't join in, but kept himself clean.
He doesn't want his future to be destroyed by himself in some small issues, he should have lofty ideals and future!
After missing this little surprise that made him a little aftertaste, he began to alert himself not to let desire control his brain, and he began to focus on his work.
One document after another gradually made him deeply addicted to it. He liked the feeling that any document must have his signature to enter the process. He is nominally Joe Grimman's assistant. , but everyone knows that the moment he got the approval power, Joe Grimman was already overridden by him.
He is the supreme master of this department, all he has to do is wait quietly, waiting for Joe Grimman to finish his work in the middle of the year, when he will take over Joe Grimman's position, just simply think Just thinking about it makes him feel excited!
The whole day's work is over soon, and the busyness will make people feel that time passes quickly. He left the bank saying hello to his colleagues, and sitting in the car, he couldn't help thinking of his secretary again, And that rounded butt.
He needs to relax.
He just turned around and headed for a nice nearby strip club. Because of work, his family has not moved here, and of course he may not be willing to move here. His wife has to take care of her father, and she is not willing to come to such a rural place to smell cow dung, although the streets here There are no cows, and no cow dung.
This gave Bennett a lot of free time to do what he wanted. He parked the car, lowered the brim of his round hat, and stepped into the strip bar. middle.
As soon as he walked in here, he smelled a very special smell, and there was a smile on his face.
He exchanged a box of change from the service desk—change is a must-have item for everyone in a strip bar, and it works great.
Then he picks a random stage to sit down and asks the waiter to bring him some wine he likes.
Most of each **** has a highly uniform decoration style. First of all, there will be many different stages. There is a bar around the stage. People can sit on the edge of the bar to drink, eat, and of course, more Throwing change makes the strippers on stage work harder.
What makes Bennett a little uncomfortable is that there are too many people here today, more people than before the strike. The townspeople were getting drunk and drinking ~IndoMTL.com~ while clamoring for the girls on stage to take everything else off.
The noisy environment made Bennett a little displeased. He is an elegant person, and he didn't want to sit with these people.
Looking at the handfuls of pennies and pennies thrown on the stage by people, the girl who barely wore any clothes in this cold winter danced more vigorously, and soon she had to get hot Remove some clothing to ease the rising body temperature.
After watching for a while, Bennett stood up with the money box. He walked to the VIP service area on the other side, which was much quieter. After showing the card representing his VIP status, he came to a hall inside.
The girls here are all dressed in different colors, some in nuns' clothes, some in police uniforms, some...
Here, the girls cater to all the guests' needs, as long as they can afford it.
Just as Bennett was about to pick a girl in a nun costume, his eyes were drawn to a girl who had just come in from the backstage.
It was a young girl who looked to be in her twenties. She was wearing a very common middle school uniform. What made Bennett unable to look away was the girl's appearance. She looked like his first love.
After being in a trance for a moment, he came back to his senses, named the girl, and entered an vacant box.
Soon, a girl in a school uniform walked in with a schoolbag on her back, and her slightly immature face had some distressing maturity on her face.
"Sir, before we start, we have some settings...", after getting Bennett's consent, the girl started the game, "Do you want me to be a good girl or a bad girl?"
"Who are you to me?"
"What would you like me to call you?"
Bennett, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly became a little expectant.