After returning to the company, would Lin Zhenghui give back her clothes?
No, he had just coaxed this beauty into taking them off for him; how could he possibly give them back?
But it must be said, Zhuge Qian'er treats her subordinates well. Before leaving the hotel, she even asked the server to pack several boxes of Portuguese egg tarts.
The colleagues working overtime saw their manager, arms tightly looped around Lin Zhenghui's.
She also pressed her enormous chest tightly against Lin Zhenghui's arm, heading towards the general manager's office.
"No way, things progressed this fast?" a gossipy colleague said.
"Did you guys notice that our general manager went out wearing stockings before, and now they're gone?" A male colleague messaged a few others.
"Saw that, and also, you can't see the outline of her undergarment on her." He replied in the message.
"Impressive, our president really knows how to play."
"Someone said she's an old virgin."
