My Wild Wife in Shanghai

These past few days, Chen Ye has been troubled by a problem.

Over the next month, the top ten store managers in terms of sales performance will be invited to the headquarters for an interview and will have the opportunity to be promoted to a leadership position at the headquarters.

This is a golden opportunity for Chen Ye to achieve great success, and he must seize it.

But now the awkward thing is that he went too far in his efforts to win the store manager position and ended up developing many customers.

This has resulted in a lack of new customers to develop at present.

This month's new sales figures were very weak.

If I don't develop some new major clients as soon as possible, I'm afraid I'll miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Chen Ye was racking his brains about how to develop new clients when the intercom sounded, and the voice of Chen Qian from the front desk came through.

"Brother Ye, someone's here for a job interview."

"interview?"

"Yes, she's a beautiful woman named Song Yao."

Chen Ye remembered that Wen Yu had recommended a close friend named Song Yao a few days ago.

He told them that if they wanted to come for the job, they should go through the normal interview process.

I didn't expect it to actually come.

"Let her come to meeting room number three! I'm right here," Chen Ye said.

"Okay, I'll go over after I fill out the forms!" Chen Qian said.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door of the reception room.

Boom boom boom!

"Come in!" Chen Ye said.

The next second, the door was gently pushed open, and a fragrant aroma wafted out.

Chen Ye raised his head, his breath catching in his throat slightly.

He saw a stunningly beautiful woman push open the door and enter with a slight smile.

The beautiful woman had long, dark brown curly hair that resembled seaweed, which cascaded lazily over her rounded shoulders.

Her face was extremely beautiful, with slightly upturned fox-like eyes and a small beauty mark at the corner of her eye. She had a youthful innocence yet also the charm of a mature woman, making her very captivating.

"Manager Chen, I'm sorry to bother you in your busy schedule."

Song Yaoyu covered her mouth with her hand and said softly.

"No, this is just right. Please have a seat."

Chen Ye took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calm.

"Yes, Manager Chen!"

Song Yao smiled and walked in, her high heels clicking on the floor.

Today she wore an extremely form-fitting halter-neck bodycon dress, with a loose, semi-transparent white sun-protective cardigan over it.

As she walked, her long, straight, and beautiful legs beneath her skirt were dazzlingly white.

Her neckline was very low, revealing a large expanse of fair and delicate skin and exquisite collarbones, which rose and fell gently with her breath.

The cardigan couldn't hide her graceful figure at all; her full upper body and round, pert buttocks were fully revealed.

She's a real beauty!

After that, she sat down on the leather sofa opposite Chen Ye.

Instead of sitting still, she leaned back slightly and crossed her legs.

The skirt was already short, and when she lifted her leg, the breathtakingly white and tender area at the base of her thigh was presented to Chen Ye without reservation.

"Manager Chen, this is my resume."

Song Yao extended her hands to present the resume, leaning forward slightly.

This movement caused her neckline to open even wider, and Chen Ye, looking down from above, could almost see right down to her, the deep cleavage and full curves trembling slightly in the air.

Chen Ye felt his mouth go dry, and he forced himself to look at the resume.

"Song Yao, 26 years old, formerly the store manager of Tianyuan Beauty Salon..."

Chen Ye carefully considered her resume.

A few minutes later, Chen Ye finished reading the resume and looked at Song Yao again: "What are your special skills?"

"I... am pretty and have a good figure, do I count?" Song Yao blinked her big eyes and said playfully.

"Uh!" Chen Ye frowned. "In our beauty salon in Shanghai, there are many girls who are good-looking and have good figures."

"Haha, I saw it! That receptionist was so pretty!" Song Yao stuck out her tongue and gently moistened her red lips. This unconscious action was full of ultimate temptation. "Manager Chen, I was just joking."

Chen Ye: "... ..."

"This is an interview, please remain serious!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Song Yao also said with a serious face, "Manager Chen, actually I am very familiar with the business of our beauty salon, especially the essential oil massage."

As Song Yao spoke, she slowly took off her white cardigan, revealing her rounded and soft shoulders.

She draped her cardigan over the sofa armrest and leaned towards Chen Ye again, bringing the two of them to within half a meter.

Chen Ye could even smell the faint fragrance emanating from her body, a warm scent that made one's bones melt.

"Manager Chen, I can demonstrate my technique to you right now."

"Oh?"

Chen Ye's Adam's apple bobbed, and he felt a surge of desire rising within him.

Such a beauty, so openly flirting, would tempt any man.

Chen Ye was already determined enough.

"Let me give you a massage now, so you can feel it!"

Song Yao stood up, walked around the table, and gracefully went to Chen Ye's side.

The next second, she stretched out a soft, boneless hand, her fingertips slowly sliding down Chen Ye's shoulder, finally stopping at his collar.

Her fingers were icy cold as they brushed against Chen Ye's warm skin, sending a slight shiver down his spine.

Song Yao lowered her head slightly, her warm breath brushing against Chen Ye's ear: "Manager, you work so hard every day, your shoulders must be sore, right? Let me help you relax..."

She closed her eyes slightly, her body intentionally or unintentionally pressing against Chen Ye's back.

That enormous, astonishingly soft flesh clung tightly to Chen Ye through the thin fabric, as if an electric current had instantly struck Chen Ye's spine.

The air in the office seemed to freeze at that moment, becoming thick and scorching.

"alright!"

Chen Ye quickly called a halt.

I have to say, this woman is incredibly shrewd.

She was afraid that if things continued like this, she would fall into her trap of tenderness.

Chen Ye said with a serious expression, "Massage is something that anyone who has learned a little can do pretty much. Besides, our shop caters to rich women, so your method might not work."

The implication is that while you might be good at charming men, you're not so good at charming women.

"So, you need to have some skills that make you worth hiring!" Chen Ye said.

Seeing that Chen Ye wasn't buying it, Song Yao looked a little aggrieved.

You know, she used to be the top star in their company; which man wouldn't go weak in the knees when he saw her?

She had put so much effort into Chen Ye today, but he didn't appreciate it at all.

"You deadbeat straight man!"

Song Yao cursed inwardly.

But with a sly smile still on her face, she said, "Manager Chen, I heard from Wen Yu that you have a very good personality and are very loyal..."

"If you bring her up, I don't think there's any point in continuing this interview!" Chen Ye said coldly.

Song Yao was clearly trying to curry favor, but he hated it when people tried to do the same, especially since they were no longer connected.

"Manager Chen!" Song Yao gritted her teeth and said, "At my previous beauty salon, I worked with some big clients and we had a very good relationship. If possible, I hope to work here and bring those big clients over to our store to increase our revenue."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ye's eyes lit up.