Chapter 1: Provocation

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Fu Xiaoqing has been in the workplace for more than three years, and has always believed in the truth that attitude is better than ability. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Even at the dinner, the boss accidentally put his hand on her lap, she also smiled and stood up politely, "Boss, do you need to get a few more bottles of wine?" ā€

But she had forgotten that there was another creature in this world, and that was the proprietress!

Not to mention the fact that he was embarrassed by the proprietress in public this time, he also lost his job. Yan Lan, a colleague and best friend, summed it up for Fu Xiaoqing.

There are probably two reasons for this:

One, she does look demonic as the proprietress said, obviously a C cup with a cocked arm, but she just gave birth to a pure face, just looking at the face is a minor, but looking at the figure again, it is too familiar to be familiar.

Second, her name also plays a lot of credit in it.

It happened one day in July.

The place where Fu Xiaoqing goes to work is a dark green glass high-rise building with more than 30 floors, and the company located in the building is in stark contrast to the bright building, one is eye-catching, the other is shabby, and for some reason, the air conditioner has not been able to blow cool air recently.

In the quiet space, where there is no sky on all sides, only the sound of a "popping" plastic fan shaking can be heard.

"I'm going crazy, if I continue like this, I'm going to be steamed to death!" Yan Lan next to her threw the fan onto the table, and as soon as her feet were forced, the office chair slid back half a meter away, tilted her head, pulled her white shirt with a low neckline, and shook her palm twice on the inside, but I don't know if it worked.

Fu Xiaoqing was taken aback by her exaggerated movements, shrunk back, and slowly stretched out her head, the translucent office in front of her was locked at this time.

"Look, the boss just went out." Yan Lan poked her head into Fu Xiaoqing's fence and whispered.

Fu Xiaoqing's expression was relieved, and he brushed the bangs that had already stuck to his forehead, and gave Yan Lan a "so it is" look. But in the bottom of her heart, she was thinking, when did the boss leave, why didn't she know.

"Little lover, your posture is suitable for steaming like this." Yan Lan looked at the apple red on Fu Xiaoqing's face due to the heat, and sighed from the bottom of her heart.

"It's steamed, how can it still be beautiful? Doesn't it just depend on the taste? Fu Xiaoqing deliberately looked at Yan Lan's faintly exposed chest with a playful smile.

"You perverted embryo! Dare to talk about the taste, in terms of taste, it is also your excellent taste. Yan Lan said as she stretched out her claws and grabbed Fu Xiaoqing's chest.

"The gentleman doesn't move his hands!" Fu Xiaoqing hurriedly protected his neckline and pressed his upper body tightly on the desk.

Just as he was going crazy, the sound of high heels came, and in the empty space, it seemed extremely loud.

Fu Xiaoqing and Yan Lan looked startled, glanced at each other, and immediately returned to their seriousness.

Suddenly, the colorful computer interface in the office became a unified black and white grid, and everyone showed a sense of fighting spirit every minute, and there was a sense of urgency as if the work could never be done.

Fu Xiaoqing shook the mouse with her five fingers, listening to the footsteps from far to near, and couldn't help counting the beats in her heart.

"Boom!" Finally, the voice stopped at the door of the company, and for a while, the people in the office naturally sat up a little straighter.

I have already received internal news, the proprietress who has been abroad has returned, everyone has been scared for a few days, and she has not been seen, and she is wondering whether the news is reliable, but I don't want someone to finally come to the door today. I just don't know if the big Buddha who came today is the legendary proprietress.

Unlike everyone's nervousness, a little girl in the front row stood up gently and began to walk towards the door, the little girl looked ordinary, but her smile was full of place, "Hello! Who are you looking for? ā€

The little girl's voice sounded extremely natural and polite to the others, and everyone in the room began to regulate, in other words, someone usually came to the door, she never used the honorific "you", always a faint voice. "Who are you looking for?"

Sure enough, the news of this boss lady is still in my heart, and I would rather express my feelings than make any mistakes.

"Where's your boss?" The woman should be about forty, and when she speaks, she has a kind of arrogance. The hair is slightly curly to the ears, and a set of large flower dresses that reach above the knees, although the texture is very good, it shows tacky, especially the horizontal flesh that is squeezed out of the waist, how awkward it looks. Dust-soled high heels, propping up a pair of thick legs, you can feel that the heel is a little crooked.

The foundation on the woman's face is even more exaggerated, and it is completely two colors on the neck.

"The boss just went out, you sit inside for a while, he should be back soon." The little girl became more and more polite.

The middle-aged woman raised her head, looked at the smiling girl in front of her, seemed to be very satisfied with her attitude, nodded, ignored her, and walked straight inside.

The girl behind her was a little embarrassed by her casual attitude, but she didn't dare to squeak, so she could only follow closely behind her.

The high heels stopped in front of the office fence, and a pair of eyes glanced at everyone's faces without hesitation.

"Who's the little mistress?!" The middle-aged woman's voice was neither loud nor small, and it just fell into every corner of the office.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Fu Xiaoqing in the back, and they seemed to be looking forward to a good show.

Fu Xiaoqing's heart sank, her face was embarrassed, if she pretended not to know at this time and didn't stand up, she would definitely look delicate, and everyone knew her special name.

There is no problem with Fu Xiaoqing's name itself, but she is majoring in Japanese.

The name comes first, the surname comes last, so that every time she is in the meeting, her name tag is always "little love"

Everyone who sees her famous brand will show a faint embarrassed smile, for two years, without exception.

For the name, she can't blame others, she can only blame her parents for not thinking that one day her surname and name will be written upside down.

But I didn't expect that one day I would be called out in front of someone so smoothly, after hesitating for a few seconds, Fu Xiaoqing raised his head, although he stood up, there was hidden anger in his eyes, "Hello, I'm Fu Xiaoqing, who are you?" ā€

The middle-aged woman stepped on high heels and twisted her fat waist in her direction with interest.

Standing in front of Fu Xiaoqing, the woman's height was not much different from her, but Fu Xiaoqing was a pair of flat shoes at this time.

With a contemptuous look, the woman boldly looked at Fu Xiaoqing, but the more she looked at it, the worse her face became.

Fu Xiaoqing in front of her is young and beautiful, her facial features are exquisite, every place is in place, her skin is fair, and she is still ruddy at this time, and she can feel the strong pure taste from her body.

The woman with a sourness, her eyes fell on her again, this look was even more dazzling, I thought that the innocent face should match the airport, but I didn't expect that an ordinary shirt was actually worn by Fu Xiaoqing out of a temptation, slender figure, but the chest was unusually full.

"It's really well deserved, the blood-red big mouth of a little mistress's **** woman is crooked, she can't control her emotions anymore, and tears it directly.

This sentence was like dropping a bomb, living up to everyone's expectations, and suddenly exploded.

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