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Chapter 69 Qi Shuangxue's Two Lines

After watching Zhuo Tong walk into the Wangting Building, Qi Shuangxue breathed a sigh of relief.

From the moment she met Zhuo Tong, she was on edge, afraid that she might say or do something that would displease him.

Now it seems that today's work has been successfully completed, right?

However, there are still some loose ends that need to be dealt with for the boss.

For example, the house the boss bought in Yunhai Bay has already received a lot of furniture, and the initial cleaning work has been completed.

He also mentioned this morning that he discussed the renovation and transfer of ownership of the Jinguiyuan apartment with his sister.

Most importantly, he was responsible for drafting and signing various contracts, including those related to the handover of shares in the Wangting Hotel to Wang Ying.

These tasks can indeed seem quite demanding for someone who has just transitioned from sales to an assistant.

Fortunately, Qi Shuangxue is hardworking and diligent. Even if she doesn't know how to do something, she will humbly ask for advice or conduct her own research.

She took out her phone and realized that apart from chatting with her best friend, she hadn't received any messages from her boyfriend, A-Jie, for two days.

Basically, I'm the one asking what the other person is doing, and they only reply slowly after a while.

However, he often did this when he was starting his business in Hong Kong, so he got used to it and didn't say anything.

“Ah Jie’s friend is really close to him. It’s a rare reunion, and they even made plans to go on a trip together for a few days.”

"I'm quite busy too, so I won't bother him. Let him catch up with his friends."

Looking at the photos of A-Jie and his friends with genuine smiles, Qi Shuangxue, as his girlfriend, felt truly happy for him.

In her view, Ah Jie had been working in Hong Kong for a long time and had virtually no time for leisure.

I get up earlier than the chickens and go to bed later than the dogs every day, just to give myself a warm home.

Even if I am neglected, I can accept it.

Just watching them go in and out of various bars and bathhouses, where the girls were all scantily clad and had sweet looks.

For some reason, my heart felt like it was being tightly gripped, filled with an indescribable sourness and bitterness.

Do men all like women dressed like this?

Gazing at the women's ample bosoms, Qi Shuangxue silently lowered her head, looking at the buttons that seemed ready to burst open at any moment.

My right hand pressed down as if possessed; with just a slight movement, it could be untied.

But she ultimately didn't do it, for no other reason than that she was too shy.

When her best friend egged her on to take those photos, it was already beyond her acceptable range.

To want to show off your cleavage like those girls is a bit much.

But the concept of a bottom line, like "I'll just rub against it, I'll never go in," is a joke.

Once the first breach is made, there will be a second, and subsequent breaches will be even easier than the last.

Although she couldn't accept unbuttoning the middle button, she still unbuttoned the top two, revealing a deep, long scar that was faintly visible, as well as a large expanse of snow-white skin.

He even subconsciously placed his hands in front of him, crossed them, and squeezed them together, almost tearing the struggling button off.

Qi Shuangxue's two lines were displayed vividly at this moment.

Qi Shuangxue, who took a while to come to her senses, sat back in the car with a blush on her face, and looked around in the rearview mirror to make sure that no one was watching her.

"I... how could I do such a thing? I'm so shameless!" She looked at the photos of herself in alluring poses, her figure gradually overlapping with the photos of the masseuses and bar girls that A-Jie had taken.

The only difference is that others openly display their strengths, while I always hide them.

Qi Shuangxue shook her head, comforting herself:
"In every photo, the women next to Ah Jie are not as good-looking as his friends, and they are dressed more conservatively. He definitely doesn't like those women who are too revealing or vulgar!"

"Moreover, Boss Zhuo also said that I should just dress like this, without any other changes, not even makeup."

Thinking of this, she pouted and said with a hint of resentment:

"Qianqian once said that A-Jie was a playboy by nature and that I was a love-struck fool who was completely deceived by him. But I don't think that's true at all."

"But Ah Jie is good in every way, except that he shouldn't have insulted Qianqian like that back then."

"Forget it, we'll just organize a get-together next time and let them talk things out."

On one side is her best friend whom she's known since childhood, and on the other side is her boyfriend.

Caught in the middle, Qi Shuangxue ultimately hoped that they could get along well.

Before leaving, she glanced in the direction of the Wangting Building and saw two men following Zhuo Tong into the building.

At first glance, one of them looked somewhat similar to the floral shirt Ah Jie wore when he and Ah Jie reunited, but the distance was too great and he was facing away from Ah Jie, so it was impossible to tell if it was Ah Jie or not.

"Ah Jie said that shirt is quite popular. He must have bought the same one, right? The fact that other people bought the same one shows that he has good taste."

Without thinking too much, Qi Shuangxue parked her car in the underground parking lot and then called a ride-hailing service to take her home.

Next time she comes, she'll bring her own Yadea (electric scooter), otherwise taking a taxi every time is too expensive. Luckily, there are free electric scooter charging stations here.

Meanwhile, in the lobby of the Wangting Building directly above her, Zhuo Tong, looking at the flustered Wang Ying with a puzzled expression, asked:

"What's wrong, Sister Wang? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"It's unusual that there aren't many guests today, so it's a bit quiet. Let me introduce you to the staff and show you around. After all, this is your hotel now."

"Wouldn't it be awkward if, when you start managing them, the employees didn't even recognize you?"

Zhuo Tong smiled and waved his hand:
“Sister Wang, how could I forget? I told you that the operation and management rights of this hotel will be handed over to you. I will only be responsible for collecting the profits and will also pay you a salary.”

"It's no use for me to know about the staff and the venue now."

Zhuo Tong truly had no intention of engaging in day-to-day management and operations.

With the money-power system in place, there's no need to work a grueling 9-to-9 job every day anymore; there's enough money in the account to last a long time.

You want me to manage the hotel? That's practically the same as taking my life.

Moving around among girls every day is already exhausting enough, isn't it?

"What are you talking about? Even if you don't want to manage it, you should at least make them recognize you. Otherwise, if you say you're the boss, the employees won't believe you."

"That's the truth..."

Zhuo Tong ultimately couldn't resist Wang Ying's insistence and followed her from the first floor to the fifth floor, becoming familiar with everyone from the managers on the upper floors to the cleaning staff on the lower floors.

They even posted a notice in each employee's rest area, informing them that the Wangting Hotel had a new owner.

While he was in the leisure club on the fourth floor, he encountered two men, one of whom was wearing a floral green shirt and whom he did not recognize.

On the contrary, Zhuo Tong recognized the other person at a glance.

(End of this chapter)