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Xiao Chu... is here... having a drink with Mr. Song... Manager Zhang looked drunk and walked towards Mr. Song with a look of wine.

Miss Chu, I sang it so nicely just now. I can sing a small song so generously. Miss Chu is so talented! Mr. Song stood up very gentlemanly, picked up the wine glass on the coffee table, and toasted it like me

I am really unable to drink. I held a meeting in the conference room for one day during the day, and it seemed to be a little effective. Mr. Song’s company is preparing to use the integrated business we launched here. His company has thousands of people, which is considered a big order.

Although I can no longer drink, I forced myself to cheer up and said to Mr. Song, Mr. Song is young and promising, and young talent is talented. I should like to pay my respects to you. I picked up the wine glass and drank it all. The bitterness of the red wine stimulated my mouth, and a mouthful of coldness came to my stomach, making me feel uncomfortable

How about it, Mr. Song, look at how generous we Xiao Chu is... Manager Zhang was drunk and said exaggeratedly

The young Mr. Song is naturally no match for the old winery. He picked up another glass, sipped one glass, and drank two glasses of red wine in one go.

Mr. Song, I am so arrogant. He is a person who does big things... Manager Zhang pulled me to the side of Mr. Song and said, "This project is planned by our Xiao Chu, and it is specially tailored for you, Mr. Song. Come, Xiao Chu, you can talk to Mr. Song... Manager Zhang pushed me into Mr. Song's arms."

Although I drank a lot of alcohol, I was still sober. I immediately came out of Mr. Song's arms, stood up, and said quickly, "I don't want to repay me, Mr. Song, I bumped into you... What can I say at this time? Both sides are people I can't offend.

It's okay, Miss Chu, I knocked you down... Mr. Song also got up and apologized to me. Mr. Song is quite upright. He is our Manager Zhang. He is really not a good thing.

Manager Zhang pushed me to Mr. Song and then slipped away. I sat awkwardly next to Mr. Song, thinking about how to speak.

Does Miss Chu dislike such occasions... Mr. Song spoke first and broke my embarrassment. Haha, you can see that I don’t like such a noisy environment. I smiled awkwardly and said to Mr. Song.

It doesn't matter, I don't like it either, but I can't help it. I always show up. Mr. Song smiled bitterly

In this big box, there are 3 women and 3 men in our company. Mr. Song is all over the place. He has drunk a lot of wine at dinner. It is already the second show. The lady who sang with him naturally called a lot. The men have all drunk it and there is no scruples. Then we women will look very embarrassed.

Huh... I'm so hot... I took the time to walk out of the box, pulled open the collar of my shirt, and breathed in

Alas, although I don't like it, I hate it, but this is work. I don't know what the bad guy husband is doing. Today he has to work overtime until very late, I muttered myself

Some sounds in the box next door rushed into my ears. The sound was familiar and unfamiliar to me. It seemed that the voice of the other party's Gao Gong and Chen Gong were negotiating today.

Mr. Chen is old and I heard that he is almost 60 years old. Don’t feel uncomfortable after drinking two glasses of wine. I quickly walked towards the private room.

Well... Well... Ah... hard... I just walked in and heard the woman's moans one after another, Oh... So great... Xiaoxue... You're so tight... Chen Gong Cang's old voice said such words, which really made people uncomfortable

I lay down in the crack of the door of the private room and looked inside. Chen, who had already bald, sat on the sofa of the private room, took off his pants at his feet, his top was taken off, and a white vest was leaked.

The girl named Xiaoxue was the singer whom she just called. At this time, she pulled up her skirt, held the coffee table in front of the sofa with both hands, and moved back and forth on Chen Gong's old body.

Ah... so deep... Husband... You are so great... Xiaoxue is just a fake. It's almost 60-year-old man, it's strange that he can be deep

But Mr. Chen seemed to be very helpful, oh...ah...comfortable... The old throat made a moan that seemed to be reborn.

Xiaoxue seems to be only 23 years old this year, and she can be Chen Gong’s granddaughter. Chen Gong is so. She is so old and is still a senior engineer, so she doesn’t pay attention to her image.

And Xiaoxue, this old guy can stand it if he plays like this, don't do anything

No matter how much I complain, I've watched it seriously. After all, I've never seen such a combination. In the past, I always watched small movies with my husband, and there were all strong men and beautiful women. I've never seen such a combination.

The alcohol surged, and with the stimulation of the picture in front of me, my private parts seemed to be hiking out again. My stinky husband, I trained people so sensitively, what should I do without you? I couldn't help but touched my hands down.

Manager Zhang, don’t do this, you will be seen... The voice in the distance interrupted my peeping. Manager Zhang hugged Xiao Wang and buried his face in Xiao Wang’s chest, a slutty piece

What are you afraid of? Who will see it... Manager Zhang said boldly, "No, someone is here... Look... Xiao Wang tried to shirk responsibility, but Manager Zhang looked up. When he saw me, he looked embarrassed.

The leader is the leader. Manager Zhang's face changed and he shouted at me, "Why did you come out? Why didn't you go to discuss the project with Mr. Song? If the negotiation fails this time, it's all your responsibility... Well, you are the uncle, I can't afford to offend me. I carefully said a few words about pink orange blossoms and walked back to the box quickly.