Chapter 114: The Father of Pants (36)
The secretary hesitated: "President, do you really want to listen?" ”
"Say!" Intuition told Long Qingjue that this was not a good thing.
In the face of the pressure from her boss, the secretary didn't have the courage to lie to him at all, she lifted her spirit and tensed her whole body: "That's it...... That's the ......."
"I don't remember hiring a stammerer as a secretary?" Long Qingjue said unhappily.
The secretary plucked up his courage again, and said this sentence without even pausing in one breath: "It's the last time you had a bed partner who saw a hole in your underwear, and then she told her friend about it, and now the whole celebrity circle knows that your underwear has a hole." ”
With that, there was silence in the air for a few seconds.
"Yes."
But Ling Zhi also made a stubble at this time.
"Is there such a thing?" Long Qingjue's face changed suddenly, and he couldn't hold his face.
"It's the real president." The secretary swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he saw Long Qingjue's increasingly angry expression.
Ling Zhi stayed out of the matter and gloated: "Mr. Long, don't be angry, it's a small matter." ”
"Little things?"
It's called a small thing?
All the women know that his Long Qingjue's underwear has a hole, can he hold his face?
"Don't be embarrassed Mr. Yang, I'm in a bit of a hurry to miss the company in advance." Long Qingjue left in a hurry, and when he left, Ling Zhi didn't forget to stare at his ass again, using his superpowers.
As soon as Long Qingjue went out, he said to the secretary: "Before tomorrow, I will hear the news of the bankruptcy of the xx underwear brand." ”
"President, your underwear is all handmade custom underwear, it is a big international brand, isn't it a bit ...... to let it go bankrupt" Isn't it just a hole, as for it.
"Who do I want Long Qingjue to bankrupt, do you need to hesitate?" Long Qingjue was furious.
"Yes, do it right away, and promise to let you hear the news of the brand's bankruptcy tomorrow."
Then, Long Qingjue returned home without delay, rummaged through the cabinets in his cloakroom, turned out all his pants, and checked them one by one.
He thought he was lucky, and he didn't have to turn through a few pairs to the black ripped pants that day, and his fingers went through the bright hole in the pants, and before he could get angry, he found the same hole in other pants.
There are many, many more, and at least six out of ten have holes.
In fact, he only needs to calculate, how many faces he has seen Lingzhi, and he knows how many pairs of pants he has torn.
Long Qingjue was furious and called the maid who was in charge of washing his clothes at home: "Can you explain it to me?" ”
The maid picked up Long Qingjue's pants and found that many of the pants had a hole on the back, she was shocked: "Mr. Long, I didn't notice these holes when I washed them, this shouldn't be my washing, you look at this hole, it's big and round, if it is washed, it won't be such a neat hole." ”
"You mean there's a pervert in the house who pokes holes in his panties?" Long Qingjue was so angry that his whole body was about to burn.
In this way, Ling Zhi became a "pervert who pokes holes in her underwear".
"It's also unlikely, your laundry is specially dried in the sterilization room, and I can enter that place alone." The servant said, "Mr. Long, could it be that you accidentally scratched it somewhere?" ”
He's a fart!
"Then you're going to see if my pants have the same holes?" Long Qingjue roared.
The servant immediately went to inspect each pair of Long Qingjue's pants, and strangely, the pants were not torn.