Perfect Life: System in the End of the World

Chapter 33 Bathroom

[You get the drop from the high-level zombie "Wan Jiao": Oral Health +1]

[You left the elevator and survived, survival points +10. ]

The elevator door opens.

The seventh floor of Yaan International.

Song Cheng walked out of the elevator first, and then Wan Jiao, who had tidied her manners casually, followed him out with a normal expression.

Looking at the two of them, you couldn't tell that they had kissed in the elevator just now.

As a Grade A office building, the area of ​​each floor of Yaan International is no less than one thousand square meters.

The seventh floor covers an area of ​​1200 square meters, and the smallest office area is square meters.

Currently, there are three office areas on the seventh floor, two of which are still vacant, and only the middle area is rented by Songshi Technology.

No one at the reception.

As they walked forward, Song Cheng and Wan Jiao walked side by side. They were a handsome man and a beautiful woman, very pleasing to the eyes.

"I always feel like you brush your teeth secretly without my knowledge."

Wan Jiao looked around absent-mindedly.

For some reason, the more she kissed Song Cheng, the more clearly she could feel the changes in the man's mouth, which became more and more fresh and pure, just like breathing the fresh air of nature, refreshing and the more she kissed, the more excited she became.

A perfect kissing experience.

"I just thought you were complimenting me."

Song Cheng smiled slightly, walked into the company, and saw Cao Yingying and Zhao Jie who were busy.

Although the office area has been decorated, there are still many office supplies that need to be purchased, so Cao Yingying and Zhao Jie have been busy with these trivial matters today.

"Brother Song, Manager Wan."

Seeing the two of them, Cao Yingying immediately called out in a tender voice, put down the flower pot she was fiddling with, crossed her beautiful legs wrapped in thin flesh-colored stockings under her hip skirt, her silk feet in high heels, and greeted them with a sweet smile.

No welcome.

Song Chengshun hugged the female secretary's waist, held her in his arms, and kissed the woman's seductive little mouth openly.

Don't be fooled by her petite figure, only 165cm tall, 170cm with high heels, but her body proportions and curves are great, and she feels soft when you hug her, like a comfortable pillow.

Unlike the woman next to him, who is 175cm tall and looks like 180cm tall when wearing high heels, she is only an eyebrow shorter than him when wearing shoes.

"Well."

Being kissed suddenly, Cao Yingying's cheeks turned red and her eyes were filled with shyness.

And see this.

Wan Jiao snorted in her heart and spat, but she remained calm and expressionless on the surface, still as cold as ever.

He just touched his lips, without sticking out his tongue.

Humph, not as good as myself.

“The company environment is good.”

She pretended not to care, looked around, and said casually, "It's just a little quiet, there aren't many people."

Zhao Jie came over and greeted with a smile.

Song Cheng nodded slightly in response to Zhao Jie, and said casually: "I just set up the company yesterday, and I haven't hired anyone yet."

Cao Yingying leaned against him and blinked, "Brother Song, I have posted the recruitment advertisement on various platforms and have received several resumes. Do you want to take a look?"

As he said that, he ran to the side and fetched the tablet he had just bought.

After taking the tablet, Song Cheng went to his office, sat down on the sofa in the tea area, and started reading.

On the left and right sides, two women sat down with their hips raised and their legs together.

Zhao Jie served tea and water, her eyes constantly stealing glances at the three people, flickering continuously.

[Zhang Chen, 25 years old, programmer, good at application development, participated in multiple project development during his employment, proficient in Java, Python, C++, JavaScript, etc., can work overtime, hardworking, three years of work experience.]

[Wang Hui, accountant, 30 years old, graduated from Yuncheng University of Finance and Economics, with a college degree, worked as a financial supervisor]

"It looks okay."

Song Cheng put down the tablet and asked with a smile, "What do you think, Manager Wan?"

Wan Jiao said casually: "The resume is just a stepping stone, the details still depend on the interview."

Song Cheng leaned back on the sofa and said, "Then let's notify these two people to come for an interview tomorrow afternoon."

Cao Yingying agreed obediently, took the tablet and sent interview notices to the two people.

“How much is your company’s registered capital?”

Wan Jiao was at ease and in no hurry to leave.

"one million."

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Senior sister, if you feel attracted in the future, you can come to my place."

How many?

Ah.

What? You have no money and no connections? You're really good at pretending.

"Let's talk about it later."

Wan Jiao looked meaningfully, checked the time, stood up and said, "The company is good, Mr. Song, you need to keep working hard." Song Cheng stood up to see her off.

With that, the two left the office.

"Where is the toilet?"

Wan Jiao paused and suddenly asked.

Song Cheng simply led the way.

When she arrived at the bathroom, Wan Jiao looked behind her and saw no one.

next moment.

Song Cheng was pulled into the bathroom by the woman and entered the cubicle.

Doing this?
This is a company, Cao Yingying and Zhao Jie are still outside.

Song Cheng was surprised by the woman's boldness and seemed to be thinking about something.

Is this a thrill-seeking thing?

interesting.

"Mr. Song."

Wan Jiao pushed the man in front of her to sit on the toilet seat, then crossed her arms in front of her chest, her eyes cold, and leaned forward slightly to say: "Kissing another woman in front of me, do you really think I don't care at all?"

The chest wrapped in the skirt is full and generous.

Perfect shape.

Song Cheng's gaze paused on the woman's chest. He smelled the fragrance on her body, then he pulled the woman's delicate body into his arms and sat her on his lap.

"So, what does Mr. Wan want to do?"

The palm of the hand fell on the woman's beautiful black silk legs, feeling the silkiness and elasticity.

"It won't happen again."

Wan Jiao said coldly: "Don't say you don't have that ability now. Even if you have that ability, I promised to be your woman, and you can't be so unscrupulous with other women in front of me."

"Otherwise, I will bite you to death and turn you into a eunuch!"

After saying that, he took the initiative to hug her and kissed her with his red lips.

After a passionate lovemaking.

A blush appeared on the woman's neck again, and a light flush appeared on her cheeks.

"Sorry, I won't dare to do this again next time."

Song Cheng was still not satisfied, and said in a playful tone: "If Boss Wan wants to bite me to death, don't say I didn't give you a chance. You can try now."

As he said this, he let go of the woman and patted her silk legs.

Wan Jiao narrowed her eyes, moved her delicate body away, and put her long black silk legs straight together.

Inside the office.

After Song Cheng and Wan Jiao left.

"Yingying."

Zhao Jie couldn't help asking again: "You really don't have any sense of crisis at all?"

Cao Yingying stood up from the sofa and said cheerfully, "What sense of crisis?"

Zhao Jie said earnestly, "Boss Song has just started inviting Manager Wan."

Cao Yingying blinked and said, "Oh, don't worry, Manager Wan is doing very well at Hongyan Decoration and will not come to our company."

"Besides, I'm not afraid. Brother Song kissed me just now."

Ugh.

That being said, I still feel uneasy.

Zhao Jie inexplicably felt that there was something fishy going on between Song Cheng and Manager Wan.

Although the two of them behaved normally, I just had a hunch, a feeling that something was wrong with them and that they were hiding something.

As they were talking, the two went to the bathroom.

"Oh, don't worry."

Cao Yingying looked at her lips in the mirror and said cheerfully, "If you are really worried, then go and try Brother Song. Remember to wear stockings and uniforms. Brother Song likes these."

Zhao Jie rolled her eyes and said stubbornly, "Just try it, do you think I don't dare? I'll try it tomorrow and you'll regret it."

Cao Yingying didn't take it seriously and pouted, "Help me check if my lipstick is smudged."

Zhao Jie said unhappily, "It's fine. A lipstick that costs over a hundred dollars can withstand water. You just touched it once. How can it be stained?"

Cao Yingying smiled and said, "No, I'll put on some more. It feels a little lighter. I can't let Brother Song down."

As she said that, she opened her bag, picked up her lipstick and started applying it.

Zhao Jie was speechless and was about to leave the room when her eyes paused and fell on the mirror and the gap under the toilet cubicle door behind her.

There seems to be something?
She remained calm and pretended that her shoelaces were loose. She squatted down to untie her shoelaces while glancing at the gap under the cubicle door behind her.

The next moment, his eyes widened.

Someone, a woman wearing thin black stockings on her legs and silver diamond-studded high heels on her feet.

It's Manager Wan.
(End of this chapter)