in the office.

Although he was thinking about things, he didn't delay Araki Kitahara's cheap packaging box on the delicate and gorgeous Nanmu table.

Pick up disposable chopsticks and eat a little light ramen.

It is made up of vegetables, ham sausages, and some minced meat, and is mixed with a generous amount of strong ramen, and the soup is thick and white, with a flavor of bones and large meat.

It's still okay to eat.

It's no wonder that when Araki Kitahara's shop was purchased in the past, the store had such a large number of customers, and according to the Japanese side, it should be considered a hundred stores for the elderly.

Although there are many such elderly stores in this part of Japan, it seems to be a bit cheap.

After eating, the bald head next to him took the initiative to bring in the identity of his subordinates, and carefully threw the garbage into the trash can wrapped in plastic bags.

And that's not all, although the bald head that has always been very respectful to Araki in Kitahara, it looks very harmonious and friendly.

But it's not the case for others, who were originally regarded as lovers and juniors, and the secretary was waved by the bald man at this time, and he was waved away, not only did she throw away the garbage quickly, but also replaced it with a new one.

Then he commanded a group of people to come to the office to do a brief cleaning task, and moved a set of tables and chairs that didn't look so flashy to the room.

Among them is the idle fish security guard that Araki Kitahara saw when he entered the door.

The salted fish security guard glanced at it, and Kitahara Araki, who was sitting in the boss's seat in the original office, was secretly glad in his heart, but his face was faint, but fortunately he didn't have a fever in his head to stop the young man.

Otherwise, looking at the way it is now, the teenager dares to sit in the position of the original boss, and the boss has always been respectful to him, and at first glance he is a person with identity and background.

If I dare to stop him outside the building, he will definitely hate a little person like me, and maybe without him coming forward, the boss will resign me, and then send the underworld to beat me up overnight.

If I continue to think about it like this, maybe I will not only lose my job, but also be beaten into a cripple, and in the end, my life will fall into the gloom of despair, and I can only die silently.

The more the salted fish security guard thought about it, the more scared he became, feeling that not stopping people that time was the only wise decision he had made in his life.

He churned in his heart for a while, imagining the plot of the tragic male protagonist in his mind, and the simple cleaning task of tidying up the room was completed.

The salted fish security guards left together with the crowd of security guards.

Until I took the elevator back to the door and continued to be on duty, nothing happened.

And the security guards are mainly responsible for moving things, taking the garbage away by the way, and the main cleaning task is still placed on the cleaning staff who specialize in cleaning, they leave when they leave, and no one cares when they leave.

After a simple tidying up, sure enough, the whole room became cleaner and more spacious.

The secretary, Miyaharu, graduated from Tokyo Women's University, majoring in finance, but for some reason, or the despicable methods of the bald man, managed to trick her into this company.

After a series of coercion and temptation, under the classic plot that he liked, the secretary Gong Qingya really succumbed to the coercion of the bald man and became his private lover.

After a period of fulfillment and satisfaction, the material and spiritual aspects have been greatly improved, and the secretary Gong Qingya soon became completely addicted to this work in the process of enjoyment.

Willingly work for the bald man, deal with daily work affairs by the way, and help him make some schedules.

Looking at Tingting standing in front of him, he was tall, wearing a black silk skirt, on top of which was a neat black women's suit, with a simple white lining inside, flashing black silk stockings, crystal straight and upright, and a charming figure.

Gong Qingya is a typical Japanese girl, a little short, about 1.65 meters, but the distribution of her body is somewhat even, not only does she not have the usual thick gong legs, but her whole figure looks very proud.

At this time, she was wearing black delicate glasses, a faint elegance appeared on her soft face, her figure was charming and moving, and the red on her lips highlighted the style of the urban beauty.

Kitahara Araki asked her to sit in her arms, Gong Qingya hesitated, glanced at the bald man with a calm face and still respectful, and sat down carefully.

When you sit on it, it doesn't feel smooth, like the road is covered with tiny stones.

But Gong Qingya, who has been trained daily by bald men for a long time, didn't have a big reaction, but her face was next to Kitahara Araki's broad chest with a faint flush.

Araki Kitahara moved his body slightly and sat in the most comfortable position.

The sunlight is gathered like a magnifying glass, perfectly blending into a dot that shines through the wide valley forest.

The secretary, Miya, seemed to be sunbathing.

Warm and comfortable.

After a little friction and fire, Araki Kitahara wants to use her faith and will to break through her fragile defenses with her faith and will, and tell her what it means to be incomparably powerful!

Unexpectedly, suddenly the bald man next to him whispered: "Boss! The Mrs. Yangli you ordered yesterday has already gone downstairs to the company. ”

Looking at the bald subordinate with a mobile phone in his hand, Araki Kitahara finally had to pat the soft table and push the table mat hard.

Very angry and sat down again, and Araki Kitahara was angry now.

Someone needed to help him vent his rage.

Looking at the secretary Gong Qingya, who had a charming look in her eyes and showed a little flattery and wanting, Kitahara Araki nodded at the bald head.

Then, Gong Qingya, who was pulled aside and her body was already a little soft, was told something she could know by her former boss.

After knowing these things, the secretary Gong Qingya immediately looked at her in surprise.

Araki Kitahara nodded her friendly head.

After that, because she had something to do, her bald head stayed, and the secretary Gong Qingya swayed her body and took the elevator to the staff work area on the lower floor.

She'll have to wait a while to come back.

Watching the coquettish and charming secretary Gong Qingya sway away with a proud curve, Kitahara Araki became even more angry.

But when I thought of the warm smile of Mrs. Yangli, who was charming in her posture, and her proud figure that was undisguised, I was even more excited.

At this time, at the door, Mrs. Yangli was wearing a white dress today, on which her smooth shoulders were carefully and boldly exposed, and the slender waist in the middle was restrained with a white ribbon, which was more prominent and concave.

The smooth arms were revealed under the summer scorching, and with a white coat and hat, the whole person seemed to be an elegant posture and a calm young woman.

There was a hint of worry on her charming and innocent face, and her eyes seemed to be able to speak, revealing a trace of longing.

She's still waiting.