Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 187 One-Way Glass, Sister Meng's Experiences
The moment the mirrored door closed silently, the glass curtain wall turned dark, and Jiang Qing's smartwatch automatically switched to Do Not Disturb mode.

Meng Ziyi's back pressed against the cold glass wall, her knitted tank top wrinkling and revealing a small patch of snow-white skin around her waist.

"You just said that in front of the employees..."

The moment their lips parted, she breathed heavily and poked Jiang Qing's chest with her fingertips.

"Acting like a retired cadre... um..."

The last syllable was crushed between his teeth by a sudden, pressing kiss.

Jiang Qing bent his knees and lifted her up by twenty centimeters; she instinctively hugged his neck tightly.

"This meditation room..."

His hot breath sprayed against her ear as he panted.

"Sound insulation cotton is embedded in the wall..."

"what do you want to say?"

Meng Ziyi grabbed his short hair at the back of his head and her legs spontaneously wrapped around his strong waist.

"I'm always thinking about all sorts of random things."

Amidst the sizzling sound of the taut denim fabric, the mirror reflected the intertwined silhouettes of the two figures.

Jiang Qing's thumb sank into her waist.

"Moreover, it's one-way glass, so you can see out from inside, but you can't see in from outside."

In the dim light, he touched the button, and the mirror suddenly turned from dark to transparent. Two girls were passing by in the corridor, chatting and laughing, and occasionally glancing in their direction, indicating that they were guessing what the girls were doing.

"ah!!!"

Meng Ziyi suddenly cried out in surprise and buried her head in Jiang Qing's chest.

"You are crazy!"

"They can't see it."

"I do not……"

The rebuttal suddenly changed tone, and Jiang Qing lowered his head, his teeth brushing against her carotid artery.

Meng Ziyi's canvas shoes fell onto the soft cushion with a "thud," her toes curling up against his knee, her resistance gradually weakening.

She watched the people passing by outside the mirror, and suddenly her body trembled inexplicably.

They really don't seem to be able to see inside, it's a bit...

It makes you want to act impulsively!

"Why is this shabby room getting hotter and hotter..."

"Human body induction constant temperature device".

Jiang Qing laid the person down on a two-meter square soft cushion area, and loosened the collar with one hand to start unbuttoning it.

"This place was originally intended as a support system for employees when they hit a bottleneck..."

The last syllable disappeared in the sharp pain of the girl suddenly biting her Adam's apple.

"President Jiang has a good eye for choosing places..."

She rolled over and pinned him beneath her, her short hair brushing against his prominent Adam's apple.

"This design..."

Fingertips slipped under the hem of the shirt.

"Did President Jiang plan this all along? How many female celebrities did he intend to bring?"

Jiang Qing chuckled and grabbed her wrist, looking into her watery eyes.

"You're the first female celebrity to come in, so you'd better have a good experience. Later... Ouch!"

He gasped suddenly as the girl's canine teeth were biting his pectoral muscle.

"Meng Ziyi!"

"What did you call me?"

She straddled his waist, letting the straps of her tank top slide down to her elbows, her eyes sparkling with the light of a triumphant prank.

"What happened to our promise to call each other by nicknames in private?"

The mirrored wall suddenly turned frosty, and Jiang Qing pressed her down with his palm against the back of her neck.

"Meng Meng..."

This nickname, which was only used in private whispers and intimate moments, made the girl's ears instantly flush.

"You fouled..."

She nibbled at his chin in a fit of anger, her fingers twitching at his belt buckle.

"How come this tattered belt..."

Amidst the clanging of metal, Jiang Qing suddenly flipped over and pinned the person beneath her.

"Article 37 of Wuwen Technology's Employee Handbook..."

He gently touched her ear, feeling her tension.

"No..."

"I was brought here by you... um..."

Meng Ziyi's suddenly raised voice was drawn into their lips and teeth, and the edge of her dark blue socks rubbed against Jiang Qing's suit pants and slipped down.

The intelligent system sensed the sudden movement and automatically dimmed the lights, while the exterior glass remained clear and bright.

Jiang Qing's watch suddenly vibrated. He frowned and tried to turn it off, but the person beneath him grabbed his wrist first.

"General Jiang is extremely busy..."

The sweet, cloying tone trailed off, pulling him down by the neck.

"But now it's my time!"

A cool breeze seeped from the mirrored wall, but it couldn't dispel the heat rising from where the two were touching.

Meng Ziyi's fingernails scratched red marks on his back.

"You just... um... said this room is soundproof..."

"The earthquake resistance index has been tested..."

Jiang Qing's teeth were grinding against her collarbone.

"Want to try?"

He was suddenly pulled away by the girl's hair.

"Wait!"

Her face flushed as she touched the source of the vibration, her eyes reddening.

Your phone is ringing...

Jiang Qing pulled out her flashing phone from her pocket, glanced at the screen displaying the number "Chen Duo," and immediately turned it off.

The metal body slid into the gap of the soft cushions, hugging her waist.

“Not anymore.”

"General Jiang has such an imposing official air..."

The joke was shattered against the mirrored wall, and Meng Ziyi's toes hooked onto the rolled-up hem of his shirt.

The fresh air system suddenly increased its power, but it couldn't get rid of the lingering, sweet lipstick scent.

Suddenly, a drone flew past the window, casting a fleeting spot of light.

Jiang Qing placed his hand behind her head and suddenly chuckled.

"Just now at the front desk..."

"Don't say it!"

Meng Ziyi covered his mouth.

"That damn robot dog..."

Her previously dazed eyes suddenly cleared and stared wide-eyed.

"Did you see everything?"

"The Minister of Security reported this personally..."

He gently tapped the tip of her nose, making the girl wrinkle her nose in ticklishness.

"There's a female celebrity who insisted on comparing the size of her eyes with a robot dog..."

Meng Ziyi blushed with embarrassment and anger, the color spreading from her collarbone to her forehead in an instant.

Jiang Qing's kiss landed on her trembling eyelids.

"But the camera didn't capture it..."

He used his fingers to brush aside her sweaty temples.

"When you stand on tiptoe to reach the drone..."

"Jiang Qing!"

Jiang Qing was momentarily lost in thought, then suddenly came to her senses, her breathing becoming increasingly heavy.

"Eh!"

Meng Ziyi suddenly cried out as she was lifted up around the waist.

"Jiang Qing! My shoes!"

When she saw the glass in front of her, she instinctively grabbed it, only to find two men and a woman staring at the tablet in their hands as they walked past her. Instantly, she tensed up and froze.

Hey... what are you doing!

Jiang Qing raised an eyebrow and suddenly leaned in to bite her earlobe.

"Hmm!" The girl suddenly tilted her head back, her jawline and collarbone forming a smooth line, and her eyes instantly became watery.

She braced her arms against the glass, her forehead resting on her arms, her eyes glazed as she gazed at the crowds coming and going outside the transparent glass.

They clearly knew she and Jiang Qing were here, but they didn't know exactly what they were doing, and they would stop from time to time to point and whisper in their direction.

Although they knew in their hearts that they couldn't see what was happening inside, the feeling in their hearts was completely different from before.

Especially her current state, she herself is...

That's too much indulgence!

"Mengmeng, is this not enough?"

Jiang Qing watched as she collapsed into his arms like a dehydrated fish, and with a wicked smile, he lifted her chin.

The girl's makeup was ruined, and she was sweating profusely. Sweat streamed down her chin and down her collarbone, and her originally fair skin was now tinged with cherry blossom pink.

"Pah! Let me catch my breath~"

Meng Ziyi patted his chest weakly, not wanting to say another word, and turned to bury her face in his chest.

She had no strength left, and when she recalled what had just happened and their daring actions, she felt like dying!
"Ah……"

Jiang Qing smiled as she looked at the girl who had transformed into an ostrich. It was too late for her to realize it now.

In the past, our Sister Meng was never this shy; on the contrary, she was quite proactive. It seems that she is still a bit reserved in this environment.

However, he himself did not expect that the meditation room he built for his employees would serve this purpose today.

tsk...

Great experience, will come again next time!
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At 12:03 PM, the cafeteria was in its peak dining period, and the noisy chatter filled the entire space.

As Jiang Qing and Meng Ziyi walked into the cafeteria side by side, they smelled the aroma of braised shrimp wafting over.

Just as Jiang Qing was about to speak, the girl beside him had already run to the window.

"Auntie, is this silver lunchbox insulated?"

"Young lady, you have a good eye! This belongs to our company."

"Aunt Wang."

Jiang Qing pressed down on Meng Ziyi's hand, which was eager to touch the heated area.

"Give her a serving of sweet and sour pork ribs."

Meng Ziyi withdrew her hand and put it behind her back, but her eyes were fixed on the automatic food dispensing machine with bright eyes.

"So every dish has a temperature-controlled zone? What about the rice?"

"Is Professor Meng interested in smart hardware?"

Zhao Quan approached her with a tray in his hand, and introduced himself with a smile.

"I am Zhao Quan, the deputy general manager of Wuwen, and I am also in charge of product testing."

He shook his employee badge, which had a robot dog keychain attached to it.

Jiang Qing glanced at him and began to scold him.

"He slept in the bunk below me in college, and his snoring could wake up the whole floor."

"How do you communicate when someone stays up all night coding and the keyboard sounds like a telegram?"

Zhao Quan skillfully retorted, then turned his gaze to Meng Ziyi and raised an eyebrow.

"Teacher Meng wants to know when General Jiang was in college..."

"Old Zhao!"

Jiang Qing interrupted him by making a throat-slitting gesture.

Zhao Quan shrugged and smiled nonchalantly.

Jiang Qing's stainless steel plate was suddenly pressed down by a hand with red nail polish, and Meng Ziyi showed him two dimples.

"I want four more pork ribs!"

She turned and winked at her stunned aunt.

"I've been dieting lately, I'm so hungry."

"You should eat more vegetables..."

"You're even more long-winded than my manager! And I'm hungry! Understand?"

Jiang Qing immediately understood and said no more.

After exercising for half a day, I definitely need to fill my stomach.

As the three of them carried their trays to find seats, suppressed conversations rose and fell from the workstation area.

The boy in the dinosaur T-shirt was pushed by his companion to raise his phone, but Jiang Qing tapped the table with her finger as soon as the camera was pointed at him.

"Mr. Chen, have the algorithm vulnerabilities from last quarter been patched?"

"President Jiang, I was wrong!"

The boy slid back to his seat with his neck hunched, then suddenly poked his head out again.

"Teacher Meng, could you please sign your autograph? My sister is the host of the super topic about you and President Jiang!"

Meng Ziyi chuckled, biting the tip of her chopsticks, and pulled a gold pen from her canvas bag.

What should be written?

The pen tip paused suddenly while hovering over the sticky note.

"By the way, your sister's ID isn't [Is Yijian Qingxin Married Today?], is it?"

Amidst laughter, she quickly finished signing her name.

Suddenly, the sound of machinery running came from the diagonally opposite workstation, and Meng Ziyi immediately turned her head.

"Is that a robot vacuum cleaner that's spinning around?"

"It's the cleaning robot version 2.0."

Zhao Quan introduced with a smile.

"The project I'm in charge of."

"Hmm, you did a good job!"

Meng Ziyi gave him a thumbs up with a serious expression.

Zhao Quan was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously replied to her.

"Thank you for the compliment, Teacher Meng!"

"Oh, don't be modest."

The girl waved to him.

Jiang Qing's lips twitched.

Sister Meng continues to perform consistently!

After lunch, Jiang Qing continued the meeting, while Meng Ziyi spent the entire afternoon having a great time wandering around the various testing rooms of Wuwen Technology.

She squatted in the drone test area to record the flight trajectory, peered through the glass curtain wall to watch the robotic arm assemble circuit boards, and even wore AR glasses to chop vegetables in a virtual kitchen for half an hour.

When Jiang Qing came out of the conference room, he saw her sitting cross-legged on the carpet, arguing with the robot dog about whose eyes were bigger.

"Its beak is really powerful!"

Meng Ziyi tilted his head back, pouted, and complained, with two tufts of hair sticking up from the top of his head.

"I can't argue with it!"

Jiang Qing couldn't help but smile and reached out to rub her head.

"Silly."

As the setting sun painted the glass curtain wall red, Meng Ziyi stood on the rooftop terrace fiddling with a telescope.

Jiang Qing approached with a glass of lemonade and overheard her discussing horoscopes with the cleaning lady.

"So this can see Mars?"

"You can see President Jiang's office."

The aunt smiled and pointed at the camera.

"He always forgets to close the blinds."

Meng Ziyi coughed violently, then quickly pointed to the building lights that were on in the distance.

"Did you install those colored beams too?"

"It is an intelligent light pollution monitoring system."

Jiang Qing pressed the button next to the railing, and the flowing waterfall of light suddenly turned into a star map.

Actually, it all started with Zhao Quan pursuing a senior from the astronomy club.

The evening breeze lifted the girl's hair, and as she turned around, her eyes were filled with starlight.

"When you do these things, do you ever feel like you're dream weavers?"

Jiang Qing pointed to the floor that was lit with warm light.

"The 20th floor is working on brain-computer interfaces, the 16th floor is developing a food delivery route optimization model, and the 9th floor..."

"Is the ninth floor making smart plates that don't force people to eat vegetables?"

Meng Ziyi suddenly tiptoed and snatched his lemonade, then ran laughing towards the elevator.

The night breeze carried her swaying voice.

"I'm going to inspect the ninth floor tomorrow."

The surrounding neon signs suddenly lit up one after another, illuminating the smile on Jiang Qing's lips that she couldn't hide in time.

(End of this chapter)