The beautiful president's personal assistant

  It turned out that this was a hole, and from here you could see the inside of the bathroom, it was just covered with paper by someone, after he poked through that layer of paper, the light came over.

  Gao Fei's heart suddenly jumped up: Thank goodness Buddha, fortunately I had a nightmare just now, otherwise how could I wake up and discover this earth-shaking secret?

  Then he started scolding in his heart: Who is the one who made a small hole to peep at my woman while she's taking a bath? If my brother finds out, I'll cut off your little brother with one knife, you even dare to peep at my woman!

  No matter whether he was scolding or happy, anyway after discovering the small hole, he immediately drilled into the closet and leaned his right eye against it.

  Then hold your breath for a moment.

  Through this small hole, Gao Fei can see a view of about one meter in diameter inside the bathroom: a stunning figure.

  He can't see his face, it's too high.

  He can't see his feet, they're too low.

  But he could see other parts of this absolutely beautiful body and was certain that the one taking a bath was Xie Hongyan, not Zhang Weiwei.

  Because Zhang Wenwen was too thin, with her small fire girl, how could she have such a plump but not bloated slender body?

  Silently exerting force, he swallowed his saliva and looked up slowly from below.

  Those delicate eyes, like you holding a knife to peel an apple, the sweet pulp, bit by bit appearing under the blade: plump and elastic thighs, skin white and smooth, mixed with bath gel shining healthy luster under the light. Full, and elasticity-filled big legs—

  The knife had just cut to this point, and a jade-like hand, possibly because the thigh was a bit itchy, quickly fell down, lightly patted it once, and then lifted it up. The white flesh on the thigh trembled several times, as if hiding some kind of wild power.

  The knife cut down again, and Gao Fei was stunned for a moment: Eh? That tomb-raising part, why doesn't it have black fur? Ah. Xie Hongyan turned out to be a white tiger. No wonder people call her the number one seductress of Huaxia!

  After seeing the faintly visible crotch area between his legs, Gao felt that thing of his perk up again, giving him an urge to grasp it with his hand and violently rip off a layer of skin.

  Fortunately, Gao Fei controlled himself. He was afraid that he would be exhausted and die - so he hurriedly continued to peel the apple skin: the round belly button had no great temptation for him, at most it was just a little better looking than others.

  Further carving, a slender waist was carved out, along with a pair of full breasts topped with two red cherries.

  They seemed as plump as two big white rabbits, quivering restlessly with the washing motion of the red makeup remover. It finally made Gao Fei understand why the vulgar masses used the word "waves" to describe this part.

  Gao Fei really wanted to continue looking up and see the charming face of Jie Hongyan: only looking at her figure without seeing her face is a pity after all.

  Unfortunately, he stared for five or six minutes. Jie Hongyan didn't even make a move to bend down, but instead turned around.

  Then he saw two doors, vermilion large gates, inlaid with copper nails, and golden door rings.

  Of course, these two vermilion big gates are not real doors, but tattoos.

  Two vermilion large gates are stuck on the plump and straight buttocks of the beauty, and the door seam is her thigh gap.

  Gao Fei knew that some women had tattoos on their bodies, some were flowers, some were butterflies, and some even had snakes or skulls tattooed in private areas.

  Such tattoos will give people an evil temptation.

  But he had never heard of it, let alone seen a woman with two doors tattooed on her buttocks.

  Compared with roses and cobras, vermilion gates are much less dynamic, looking somewhat stiff and dull.

  Especially this gate, which is pierced on the beautiful buttocks of Hongyan, gave Gao Fei a sense of waste and regret.

  But just as he had this regret, Jie Hongyan immediately used actual actions to tell him how naive his views were.

  Hongyan bent down to pick up the soap on the ground, her round buttocks facing Fei's direction, and then he saw that the two doors were open...

  Then, the nosebleed came out like a small snake from his high-flying nose.

  Evil, evil, too damn evil, no wonder she's the number one beauty of China, even her tattoos are so unique and provocative that they bring out the last bit of madness in a man's bones.

  "One day, I will walk through these two doors and taste the flavor of being both enchanted and desperate!"

  Gao Fei pushed against those two doors, his eyes also started to turn red, and in his mind, apart from this thought, there was nothing else.

  ……

  At 7 o'clock in the evening, Shen Yinbing brought Xiao Song and Su Xiaomei to stand on the steps of the entrance of Jinghua East City Hotel.

  Shen Yinbing was waiting for someone, waiting for Liang, the head of the Development Department.

  Li, the chief, had promised Shen Yinbing that he would appear at the entrance of the Grand Hotel at 6:30 sharp, but now it was already 7 o'clock and he still hadn't shown up.

  Shen Yin, Bing and San had been waiting here for forty minutes, and Xiao Song's face was already showing signs of impatience.

  It was Shen Yinbing, wearing a black Prada suit, who stood there motionless like a waiting wife stone, with a calm and serene expression.

  Another 40 minutes passed, the sky had gradually darkened, and the streetlights quietly lit up, but Liang still didn't see anyone.

  Xiao Song lifted his right foot wearing high heels, gently moved the slightly sore ankle and said in a low voice: "Director Shen, do you want to give Director Liang a call?"

  Shen Yinbing slowly shook his head: "No need, he might have something urgent or be stuck in traffic."

  Su Xiaomei frowned and said: "But even if he's stuck in traffic, he should have called us, we've been waiting for over an hour."

  Shen Yinbing smiled and didn't say anything, but in his heart he was thinking: Don't look at Liang Shouzhang as just the deputy director of the Development Bureau, even those provincial-level real power city mayors have to speak politely when they see him. We're just a private enterprise from the provinces, and he's willing to come meet with us - that's already a huge honor.

  Half an hour later, just as Su Xiaomei was squatting down to massage her ankle, Liang Shouzhang finally called Shen Yinbing.

  "Ah, Director Shen, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting. Sigh... originally we were supposed to have dinner together tonight, but the unit is working overtime and I just can't get away - sorry about that, sorry! How about this: let's do it tomorrow instead? Same time tomorrow evening, I'll definitely be there! Alright, that's settled then, I'm hanging up now."

  Don't mind Shen Yinbing's words. Liang Sichang hung up the phone on that side.

  After seeing Shen Yinbing slowly put down his phone, Xiao Song asked in a low voice: "Director Shen, was that Director Liang's call?"

  "Uh-huh, it's his."

  Shen Yinbing nodded and said faintly: "Director Liang just called to say that he has overtime at work today and won't be able to come over, so it's postponed until tomorrow at this time."

  "What?"

  Su Xiaomei was furious: "We all ordered set meals and waited for him here for over an hour, he said he wasn't coming and just didn't show up, isn't this playing with people?"

  "Even if they're fooling us, what can we do about it? Alright. None of you say anything else. Little Song, call Heizi and have him wait in the private room for dinner. Since Director Liang isn't coming, we can't waste that table of food and drink."

  "Sigh. It's probably for the best that we didn't go, anyway. We can take this opportunity to get a good rest tonight."

  Shen Yin smiled bitterly and turned around to walk into the hotel lobby.

  Since Director Shen has said so, Xiaosong and his wife didn't dare say anything else. They could only call Heizi to ask him to hurry over for dinner.

  One day is 24 hours, which equals 86,400 seconds when converted.

  This number looks very large, just like the savings in a bank card, but no matter how frugal you are, it will be spent quickly.

  It seemed like the blink of an eye, and more than 20 hours had passed. Shen Yinbing, dressed in a white OL suit, appeared again on the steps in front of the Dongfang Hotel at 6:15.

  Tick, tick, tick - as the second hand rushed forward, it was already half past seven, but Director Liang still hadn't appeared.

  Looking at the endless stream of cars on the distant road, Xiao Song asked in a low voice: "Director Shen, won't Director Liang be absent again?"

  Shen Yinbing shook her head: "I'm not sure either, but he called me this afternoon and said he would definitely be here before 7 o'clock tonight - maybe there's a traffic jam on the road?"

  Her words had barely fallen when her mobile phone rang.

  "Director Shen, I'm really sorry. I've already left the office, but my leader has assigned me a new task. Sigh... no choice - how about this? Tomorrow at this time, I'll definitely come over, even if it's raining knives from the sky! Sorry again, Director Shen, that's all for now, goodbye."

  After seeing Shen Yin put down her phone slowly, Xiao Song asked somewhat angrily: "Director Shen, isn't he coming again?"

  Shen Yinbing turned around and said lightly: "Call Heizi and let him go eat in the private room."

  On the third evening after Shen Yinbing arrived in Beijing, a light rain fell over the imperial capital, accompanied by gusts of cool wind.

  Shen Yin, Bing and San stood at the bottom of the hall, gazing deeply into the distance, quietly waiting for Director Liang's arrival.

  They were disappointed for the third time, and it wasn't until almost eight o'clock that Director Liang finally called, apologizing again and swearing to explain that he would definitely arrive at 7:30 tonight, or else he would be struck by lightning!

  Shen Yinbing didn't know if Liang would be struck by lightning tonight — because he had broken his promise for the fourth time.

  "Director Shen, that guy surnamed Liang is just playing with people!"

  Standing in the hall entrance for four consecutive evenings, they were probably taken as high-end street girls. Xiao Song's discontent finally burst out: "I think we should go to the development department tomorrow and find another way, no need to hang ourselves on Mr. Liang's tree!"

  "Find another way? Hehe."

  Shen Yin's face twisted into a bitter smile: "Little Song, what you said is easy to say, but do you think those old masters in the government departments are so easily won over? Do you know how much effort Vice Director Yan spent to get us an audience with Director Liang, that great Buddha? Apart from him, we're completely in the dark in the capital, even if we carry a pig's head, we can't find the temple gate."

  Su Xiaomei said: "But he's just playing us, making things difficult for us. It's been four days already, we can't keep waiting here for him forever, can we?"

  "Let's wait a bit longer, maybe he'll come tomorrow."

  After a moment of hesitation, Shen Yinbing finally made up her mind: "If he still doesn't come tomorrow, we'll think of another way!"

  Perhaps Liang Shouzhang also felt that losing trust four times in a row was not right, anyway, on the evening of the fifth day, he finally arrived at the Dongcheng Hotel.

  But he didn't come alone, he brought a dozen people with him.