In Saburo Fujino's office, there was a mess, papers were scattered on the floor, computer monitors were also overturned, and the cups of coffee just now were scattered everywhere.

There were also a few viscous liquids on the surface of the computer desk, and the secretary's body was lying on it, one leg on the table, and the other leg was drooping, panting, lying together.

Masahiro Miyamoto was also panting heavily at this time and sat on the wide office chair. He pulled out a box of cigarettes from the messy table, pulled one out, lit it, took a puff, and spat a smoke ring at the secretary's body.

"Yo Xi, a Chinese woman, haha, it's really good. It's not the first time, but the tightness is just right. It seems that Fujino-kun's size is still not good.,I didn't even fully develop you.。 ”

Masahiro Miyamoto laughed loudly, and continued to admire the woman who had not much fabric left on her body, and he was very satisfied. Although this woman did not take the initiative to cooperate, she had a good physique, and her combat effectiveness was still comparable to his.

Saburo Fujino's secretary wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her voice was hoarse halfway through, and she could only be heard panting with a coquettish voice.

The secretary can only accept his fate. She excelled in her studies when she was in college and won a scholarship every year. Because the family's economic conditions are not very good, they are not qualified to accept the school's sponsorship of graduate students.

She wants to earn money as soon as possible to reduce the burden on her family, and she has a younger brother who is in high school, and she is about to go to college, and now she spends a lot more money on college than she did then.

Her basic skills are also solid, and she has passed layers of written examinations and interviews, and stood out surrounded by a large number of boys from prestigious schools, and obtained admission places for the world's top 500 companies. When she first graduated, she devoted herself to her design career with a longing heart.

In high-pressure Japanese companies, gender no longer determines the amount of work. Men are basically treated like animals, and they can only be used as men.

She doesn't care so much about working overtime and a lot of work, and she is also relieved to see her salary rising day by day. Most of her income is sent home.

Originally, this little day was also very dull, it was the kind of tired and happy, busy and free. However, all this is too extravagant for a woman with a beautiful face and no back.

Saburo Fujino's visit to the design office became the beginning of her nightmare. Soon after the inspection, the leader came to "talk" with her and asked her if she would like to work as a secretary.

Her major is design, and now her job is already handy, so she naturally doesn't want to change the content of her work. also politely rejected the leader's "kindness".

The next day, the leader who talked to her changed his face, and the plan that had been passed was called back and asked to be redone, and some chores that should have been shared equally by everyone were also burdened by the leader......

After a week, this designer, who had a bright future, was tortured and almost had a nervous breakdown. She secretly cried and talked to the leader again, but the leader still hinted that she had only one choice.

After another week, her choice of work was completely ruined. Isn't it all the same for what she thinks? As long as you are willing to work hard, you will still be appreciated by the leadership. She didn't think of anything else.

She was still trying to be a secretary simply, but unexpectedly, the unkind magic hand that had been uneasy had already covered her when she left the design room.

She became the general manager's personal secretary, and she read as many books as she could on secretarialism. It didn't take long for me to get used to this new job.

The general manager has also lived in China for many years, and he also has a wide range of knowledge about Chinese women. Know what they think and like. Saburo Fujino did what he liked and tried his best to please her.

Within a few months, a good secretary became a good helper. Fujino Saburo didn't treat her badly, and her position was promoted as much as the company system allowed, and the salary and bonus were all the upper limit standards.

The important point is that Saburo Fujino doesn't know how many mistresses he has, but he treats her as his official wife. Except for not giving her a public name, everything else gave her the treatment of Mrs. Fujino.

The secretary's tears were not only reserved for the loss of virginity, but also for his own tragic fate. As she wiped away her tears, she silently said goodbye to the past.

"Mr. Miyamoto, is what you just said still valid?" The secretary didn't overdo it, still looking at the ceiling, as if talking to the air.

"What are you talking about? Oh, by the way, look at my memory. As long as you want, you can become the wife of Masahiro Miyamoto, the seventeenth generation of the Miyamoto family of the Great Japanese Empire. I will give you legal status. Would you like to? ”

Masahiro Miyamoto suddenly realized, patted his forehead and said.

Miyamoto Masahiro's ancestor was the Tokugawa family of the shogunate during the Warring States period of Japan, and he made great contributions to the Tokugawa family and received a lot of rewards, and the Miyamoto family was slowly established at the end of that period.

With the establishment of the shogunate's dominance, the Miyamoto family also had a time of glory. Until the advent of the Meiji period, the Tokugawa family collapsed. The Miyamoto family also existed in name only.

However, the emaciated camel was larger than the horse, and the Miyamoto family basically maintained the characteristics of the family. During World War II, the Miyamoto family had children who made great achievements in the army.

Although Japan surrendered, these families who contributed to the war received tangible benefits and prestige. With the resources left over from the war, the Miyamoto family has gradually regained a little bit of its former glory.

This is also the fundamental reason why Masahiro Miyamoto's martial arts hall can be opened all over Japan and go abroad. Masahiro Miyamoto is the eldest son of the seventeenth generation of the family, and he can make such a promise, which can be regarded as sincere enough.

"What about Fujino?" The secretary turned his face to Miyamoto Masahiro and asked, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and he couldn't see the slightest excitement.

"Fujino? In my eyes, he was just a dog. Don't worry, I'll talk to him there. You don't have to worry anymore, you just have to be ready to be my wife. Masahiro Miyamoto said contemptuously.

He was telling the truth. In Japan, the concept of the family is very important, and the Miyamoto family is an old family. Although it has experienced several ups and downs, its status is incomparable to that of the Fujino family.

After a week, this designer, who had a bright future, was tortured and almost had a nervous breakdown.

After another week, her choice of work was completely ruined.

She was still trying to be a secretary simply, but unexpectedly, the unkind magic hand that had been uneasy had already covered her when she left the design room.

She became the general manager's personal secretary, and she read as many books as she could on secretarialism. It didn't take long for me to get used to this new job.

The general manager has also lived in China for many years, and he also has a wide range of knowledge about Chinese women. Know what they think and like. Saburo Fujino did what he liked and tried his best to please her.

Within a few months, a good secretary became a good helper. Fujino Saburo didn't treat her badly, and her position was promoted as much as the company system allowed, and the salary and bonus were all the upper limit standards.

The important point is that Saburo Fujino doesn't know how many mistresses he has, but he treats her as his official wife. Except for not giving her a public name, everything else gave her the treatment of Mrs. Fujino.

The secretary's tears were not only reserved for the loss of virginity, but also for his own tragic fate. As she wiped away her tears, she silently said goodbye to the past.

"Mr. Miyamoto, is what you just said still valid?" The secretary didn't overdo it, still looking at the ceiling, as if talking to the air.

"What are you talking about? Oh, by the way, look at my memory. As long as you want, you can become the wife of Masahiro Miyamoto, the seventeenth generation of the Miyamoto family of the Great Japanese Empire. I will give you legal status. Would you like to? ”

Masahiro Miyamoto suddenly realized, patted his forehead and said.

Miyamoto Masahiro's ancestor was the Tokugawa family of the shogunate during the Warring States period of Japan, and he made great contributions to the Tokugawa family and received a lot of rewards, and the Miyamoto family was slowly established at the end of that period.

With the establishment of the shogunate's dominance, the Miyamoto family also had a time of glory. Until the advent of the Meiji period, the Tokugawa family collapsed. The Miyamoto family also existed in name only.

However, the emaciated camel was larger than the horse, and the Miyamoto family basically maintained the characteristics of the family. During World War II, the Miyamoto family had children who made great achievements in the army.

Although Japan surrendered, these families who contributed to the war received tangible benefits and prestige. With the resources left over from the war, the Miyamoto family has gradually regained a little bit of its former glory.

This is also the fundamental reason why Masahiro Miyamoto's martial arts hall can be opened all over Japan and go abroad. Masahiro Miyamoto is the eldest son of the seventeenth generation of the family, and he can make such a promise, which can be regarded as sincere enough.

"What about Fujino?" The secretary turned his face to Miyamoto Masahiro and asked, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and he couldn't see the slightest excitement.

"Fujino? In my eyes, he was just a dog. Don't worry, I'll talk to him there. You don't have to worry anymore, you just have to be ready to be my wife. Masahiro Miyamoto said contemptuously.

He was telling the truth. In Japan, the concept of the family is very important, and the Miyamoto family is an old family. Although it has experienced several ups and downs, its status is incomparable to that of the Fujino family.