1 September 1990.

Seeing that there are still more than 20 days before the Beijing Asian Games, the whole of China is jubilant.

As an important place for reform and opening up in the south, Panyu's TV newspapers are also full of various reports about the "Beijing Asian Games".

The newly established Wanda corporate headquarters---

Qi Wanda really did what he said, and spent 50,000 yuan to buy this shop that could be used as an office.

Then after a simple decoration, the huge room was divided into three parts, the largest of course was the boss office of his big boss, hanging with a "Pengcheng Wanli" plaque, as well as a large desk and a large sofa.

The other is Song Zhichao's secretary's room.

At this time, Song Zhichao was sitting behind a chair, and his name brand was placed on the table--- Wanda secretary and assistant to the general manager, Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao held coffee in one hand and a newspaper in the other, reading the newspaper and drinking coffee at the same time.

In the newspapers, he did not pay attention to the overwhelming news about the Asian Games, but stared at the weather forecast.

The headline of the weather forecast is very special--- next week, please take precautions and be safe!

Then there are some introductions to specific typhoons, as well as the actions of the Nanyue Meteorological Organization Department on typhoon relief.

In this era, because the country's economy is not strong enough and it is also weak in emergency rescue and disaster relief, whenever it encounters a typhoon or something, it can only be verbal and remind the broad masses of the people to pay attention to safety in advance.

"What are you looking at, so obsessed?"

Qi Wanda Qi Fatzi also came over with a cup of coffee in a suit and leather shoes, walked over with a shy stomach, pressed one hand on Song Zhichao's desk, deliberately made a big boss posture, and asked.

Song Zhichao put down the newspaper, then took a sip of coffee, and then tapped the weather forecast report with his finger.

Qi Fatzi glanced at it, and then said: "I thought it was, isn't it just a typhoon, we have a lot of them in Hong Kong, and there are often typhoons...... Typhoon signals come during the year, and the race horses are still on time. ”

Song Zhichao smiled and said, "Didn't you keep asking me how to fight with that Miss Fu, now the opportunity has come." ”

"Chance, what chance?" the fat man puzzled.

Song Zhichao put down the coffee, then picked up the newspaper again, folded the newspaper, only revealed the "typhoon warning" report, and said mysteriously: "This is the opportunity!"

The fat man was even more confused, he really couldn't understand that the typhoon and the defeat of Miss Fu had a hairy relationship.

......

Panyu County, a street of beauty salons.

The streets and alleys were littered with wide banners---

"I cheer for the Asian Games!"

"Congratulations on the successful holding of the Beijing Asian Games!"

"Asian majestic. Raise the prestige of our country!"

At this moment, the street "Red Rose Hair Salon" ---

As a well-known hair salon, there are many people who come here to do beauty salons, especially those young people, who are even more eager to do it here.

The girl with dark circles was already busy, and although she was a greeter, she had to help customers wash their hair at this time.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

"Welcome, Red Rose Hair Salon!" the girl with dark circles greeted habitually, her hands still shampooing the customer, but her eyes glanced at the door.

A personable man entered the room with a smile and looked around.

The girl with dark circles is definitely very familiar with each other, but I can't remember where I've seen it.

The man saw the girl with dark circles, walked straight over, and then said to her, "I'm sorry, is Sister Xia here?"

The girl with dark circles was stunned for a moment, then chewed the gum in her mouth, and then blinked and said, "What are you looking for her?"

The man showed a smile that could fascinate people to the girl with dark circles, and said, "I'm Sister Xia's friend......"

"Sister Xia's friend?" The girl with dark circles blinked her eyes even more, you must know that the proprietress Sister Xia has a lot of romances, but no matter how she thinks about it, she can't think of such a handsome beautiful boy.

That's when ---

"Who did I think it was, it turned out to be Ah Chao, you finally remembered my sister!" With the sound of laughter, I saw the beautiful Sister Xia come out of the back room and smile at the man with a smile.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Sister Xia, you're still so beautiful, praise one!" As he spoke, he saw that the man was magical, and he actually conjured a bouquet of flowers from behind him, and then held it to Sister Xia.

Sister Xia's eyes immediately turned into smiles, and she took it with a wave of eyes, thanked Song Zhichao, and said, "You have a heart." Then he glanced at the suitcase that Song Zhichao was carrying, and joked: "What's in there, it's also a gift for me?"

"If you want to know, let's go into the house and talk. Song Zhichao pointed inside.

"Do you, you want me to give you a massage?"

"Yes, help me loosen my bones, I've been so tired lately!" Song Zhichao smiled lazily.

Although Sister Xia has read countless people, and she also knows that Song Zhichao is joking, she is still stunned by the other party's charming smile.

......

Inside, the pink lights are full of ambiguity.

Song Zhichao was lying on the bed, to be precise, lying on the bed, Sister Xia was wearing a miniskirt, bending her snow-white thighs, riding on him, and her hands were massaging his shoulders.

Due to the hot weather, there was only a small fan in the house, whirring at the two of them.

Even so, Sister Xia's delicate face still oozed fine sweat. Of course, on the surface, it seems that Sister Xia sweated because she massaged Song Zhichao and exerted too much force, but in fact, only she knew that the reason why she was sweating was because she couldn't stand Song Zhichao's temptation.

Such a beautiful boy was ridden underneath by himself, with strong hip muscles, tight touch, and friction with body temperature...... Even if Sister Xia was once in the sea, she couldn't help it at this moment.

Just when Sister Xia was riding on Song Zhichao and shaking her body to do a back massage for Song Zhichao, suddenly, Song Zhichao turned her head and said to her, "Sister Xia, do you want to do it?"

Sister Xia's cheeks suddenly turned red, and her lips trembled a little and asked, "What are you doing?"

Song Zhichao looked at her strangely, "I asked you, do you want to sit down and rest, I think you seem to be quite tired." ”

"Ah, this!" Sister Xia only felt that her cheeks were hot, she actually wanted to be crooked just now, damn it, she wouldn't be discovered by this guy.

Sister Xia thought so in her heart, but she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and when she looked at Song Zhichao again, she saw that the other party was smiling evilly at herself.

Only then did Sister Xia know that the other party deliberately said that just now, this guy is necrotic!