There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 72. The seventh dragon scale (2)

The seventh dragon scale (2)

After finishing the five kills neatly, Linglong asked in a good mood, "What's wrong with Mr. Ji?"

Mr. Ji is used to working overtime until six or seven o'clock and then returning home. He always thought that his secretary had a heart of sacrifice and dedication for the company. When Linglong said it, he realized that the off-duty time was five o'clock. He was a little confused : "Why don't you work overtime?"

"Why do I have to work overtime?" Linglong laughed, opened a can of beer again, and took a cool sip, "You don't pay me overtime." In fact, the former secretary deliberately told Linglong when handing over. It was said that Mr. Ji was habitually working overtime, and there were often people in the company who deliberately stayed with Linglong and prepared Linglong. But Linglong heard her talk a lot, and finally only caught one point. This overtime is not stipulated by the company, it is voluntary and spontaneous, and Mr. Ji didn't realize what time it was, so of course he didn't think of adding money.

Is she a fool then?

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Ji was stunned and speechless. After he hung up, he deducted five points from Linglong's small book - contradicting her boss, in fact, she was not as considerate as she looked.

On the fourth day, she changed to a red skirt. This skirt was more body-shaped than the black one before. It also had a wide shoulder design, and her beautiful collarbone was exposed. Ji was always taller than Linglong, and when she lowered her head, Being able to see deep ravines, he really felt like he wanted to see it very much, it was a pleasure to watch.

This woman is a stunner.

In the next month, Secretary Bai's work was done to perfection. Even the picky Virgo Ji had to admit that the other party was really the best secretary he had ever met. After the former secretary came back from maternity leave, he kept Secretary Bai by his side. As for the former secretary, he was transferred.

However, Secretary Bai is good everywhere, but there is one thing that Mr. Ji can't accept. She wears too fancy clothes. Really, his previous secretaries were not a hundred or dozens, and he had never met someone like Linglong. Many secretaries had plans for Ji Zong and used various methods to seduce him. What enchanting and charming little wild cat, stubborn and stubborn little daisy, innocent and innocent white lotus, virtuous and considerate big sister - there are all kinds of types, but they all know that he doesn't like office romances, so he wears very consistent clothes when he goes to work, and black suits are added. head.

It's not like that. She wore a pair of trousers a few days ago, but it's simply, how can a woman wear professional trousers so well? The long legs are thin and straight, the top is carefully designed, and a small waist will be looming as soon as you reach out. Especially since she even wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses!

Really, the man I saw probably just wanted to rip off her black suit and enjoy the scenery inside? During the meeting, Mr. Ji noticed that the eyes of all male colleagues were glued to Secretary Bai. Not only that, but also female colleagues went to see her intentionally or unintentionally. After that day, the company was full of pants and glasses. The female staff of ——Unfortunately, they are not as good-looking as Secretary Bai.

Mr. Ji is of course not a pervert, but he thinks it's very problematic for Secretary Bai to be so pretentious all day long. Could it be that he is deliberately seducing him? But she has been working for a month, but she hasn't done anything that she wants to do, that is, every 9 to 5, every second is not bad. At nine o'clock in the morning, she absolutely swiped her card on time, she would not come early, and she would leave as soon as she arrived at five o'clock in the afternoon. Of course, people's work is done very well, which Ji always has to admit.

Today's skirt is also very beautiful. In Mr. Ji's impression, Secretary Bai doesn't seem to wear repeated clothes. Where did she get so many skirts? Really any kind. Today is an aqua blue dress, and her skin is snow-white and snow-white, like milk. When she put the document down in front of him, Mr. Ji could clearly see the blue blood vessels spreading under her tender skin, but she couldn't even see the pores. He couldn't help but think of the cream pudding he liked to eat when he was a child, which is probably what it looked like.

The skirt is actually very formal, and it doesn't reveal anything that shouldn't be revealed, but there is a magic power on this woman, no matter how old-fashioned and ugly clothes are worn on her, it seems to be fashionable.

"Ahem...that, Secretary Bai, please wait a moment."

Linglong turned around slightly, this posture made her body curve more moving, at least from the perspective of Mr. Ji, there was no nosebleed because he believed in God. That slender waist and sweet buttocks, even if it exhausts a man's imagination, that's what it looks like. But Ji always thought he should remind: "Secretary Bai, I think you should pay attention to your dress."

What?

Linglong almost thought she heard it wrong. She recently went home to play games every day because she joined a professional team, and the money she earned from games alone was enough for her to squander. She dresses up happily every day, but this season boss actually advised her to pay attention to her dress? Linglong looked down at her skirt. The skirt was knee-length and had long sleeves. Why should she pay attention to her dress?

"Mr. Ji, what do you mean, I don't understand." She was not used to him. "Am I breaking company rules by dressing like this?"

That's not true. Ji only has one requirement for employees' dress code: "No fancy clothes". What's wrong with her wearing a skirt? Believe it or not, she's coming tomorrow in a bikini?

"I mean, Secretary White doesn't need to dress like this."

It's interesting without these three words. Linglong had no expression on her face, but after hearing this, she suddenly laughed. She turned around and walked towards Mr. Ji. She put her hands on his desk and showed him Extraordinarily charming smile. Linglong's beauty is not that kind of Xiaojiabiyu, nor is she pitiful, her beauty is like a raging flame, capable of burning those who have seen her to ashes. Rao is that no matter how pear blossoms bring rain, the fairy air is fluttering, and in front of this extreme beauty, you are all pale like rice grains that fell on the ground, and mosquito blood sticking to the wall.

"Mr. Ji, I think you seem to have misunderstood me." Linglong stared at this handsome man. He looked very young and trendy, but he was old-fashioned and authoritarian in his bones. No wonder he was still an old virgin at thirty-two. . "I dress like this because I look good, because I like to be beautiful and excellent. Men don't have the honor to let me please them, including you, Mr. Ji."

She leaned close to his ear and blew lightly, feeling him shaking a little, secretly laughing at his innocence, but she said, "Look, if I want to soak you, it's still very easy, it's a pity... "

What a pity? What a pity?

Stop talking, hey! Don't go! you don't go!

Mr. Ji stared at Secretary Bai as he left. Before leaving, she didn't look at him again, leaving him scratching his head and scratching his head to think about what she didn't finish. Does she mean she doesn't want to soak him? What a joke, he is a diamond-level golden bachelor, the best of the best, she doesn't want to soak? What's more, what a pity? What a pity!

Then Linglong still dresses as usual. She looks good in everything she wears. Many young girls in the company secretly imitate her style of dressing. Some of the daring ones even come directly to ask Linglong what they should wear to look good. Linglong is not secretive, and the chattering young girl feels like an animal cub, which is quite cute.

In September, the company provided employees to go to the beach collectively for a few days. This is work, and Linglong is no exception.

When Mr. Ji walked out of the men's locker room wearing swimming trunks, countless women, whether they knew or not, were from the company or not, all stared at him with saliva. Mr. Ji is 1.88 meters tall, has chest muscles and abs, mermaid lines, long legs, long waist and slender buttocks. The most important thing is that he is handsome. When he sets off, the young men in their 20s and 30s in the company next to him can't be seen, let alone The beer-belly bald leaders are out.

Mr. Ji lazily basked in the sun under an umbrella by the sea until he heard a gasp from the crowd. Pushing aside the sunglasses with one hand and looking up, the whole person was dumbfounded, and his eyes were straight.

Linglong is wearing a very **** three-point swimsuit. She is not afraid of getting sunburned at all. The red bikini shows her perfect figure. When she appears, the male compatriots have no way to look at others, even many women. They couldn't help staring at her, secretly envious of her flawless skin and the beautiful butterfly bones of the vest line.

The manager of the personnel department is a bald middle-aged man in his early 40s who has been divorced twice. Mr. Ji has heard the gossip. It is said that the bald manager likes Secretary Bai very much and even wants to chase her as his third term. wife. Ji's is a big company, and the bald manager earns one million a year, so he still has the confidence to say that he wants to give women a good life.

At this moment, the bald manager took the initiative to show his favor to Linglong, "Secretary Bai, let me put on sunscreen for you. The sun is too poisonous and it is easy to get sunburned."

The sea is her territory, how dare the sun burn her? It would be fine if the manager looked good, but unfortunately Linglong can't eat this kind of belly like a pregnant woman with no hair on her head and doesn't need Bawang hair growth lotion, she smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I applied it when I changed my swimsuit just now. "

In fact, there are many people who are more **** than her in swimsuits, but unfortunately they are all bleak under her background, like a forgotten bleak star beside the scorching sun.

The bald manager looked at her regretfully and walked to Mr. Ji's side, and first handed over a mobile phone: "The number of the chairman of Dayang Enterprise."

Mr. Ji looked at her lazily, with a look of pure admiration for a woman, and looked at her from head to toe while answering the phone.