Pregnant with the son of a rich and powerful boss, he tried his best to coax her

The assistant could only shout weakly from behind, "Mr. Zhan, Special Assistant Qin told me that if you are lazy for one day, your workload will be doubled the next day."

But Zhan Yiming could still hear his muttering, he had already disappeared without a trace.

The assistant exhaled and wiped away the non-existent cold sweat.

"Mr. Zhan, you can't blame me for not reminding you. I said it, but you just didn't hear it."

After speaking, he shrugged and showed a relaxed smile.

"It's best that Mr. Zhan will get angry tomorrow and kick me out as soon as possible. I really don't want to work for this unlucky assistant for a day anymore."

Who made him so unlucky? He picked the shortest one by drawing lots and was sent by Special Assistant Qin to be the supervisor.

In the past few days, I heard Zhan Yiming wailing and cursing Mr. Lu.

His ears were almost calloused.

You can't just leave him alone to gather the wool.

There are so many people in the secretarial office at the headquarters. No matter what, they have to work in shifts.

……

From the sparsely lit and extremely quiet office building to the nightclub I frequent.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The cells in Zhan Yiming's body that had been dormant for a month became active again.

Mamasang called some beautiful girls to drink and sing with him.

"Oh, Mr. Zhan, you haven't been here for a long time."

"Lili, Fangfang... you two must serve me carefully..."

"Hahaha..." Zhan Yiming hugged a cool girl and smiled wildly.

MD, in the middle of the night, this is the life he should live.

Who wants to be like an ascetic and read those reports with complicated data?

He is not the pervert Lu Beicheng, who can live like that for many years.

"Master Zhan, I won't disturb you anymore. If you need anything, just tell Lili and the others directly. I wish you have a good time tonight."

Mamasang exited the private room very discerningly.

When she closed the door, she glanced at the girls and said, "You have to catch this big benefactor."

The girls nodded vaguely at her.

Zhan Yiming put his arm around the girl's waist, drank a few glasses of wine, and sang a few songs.

When one of the girls came closer with a sip of wine in her mouth, seductively.

Zhan Yiming looked at the bright red lips that were getting closer and closer, and suddenly felt sick in his heart.

Another pretty face like a hibiscus appeared in his mind.

He suddenly shuddered and pushed the girl's face aside.

"Okay, I have work tomorrow. You can't drink too much tonight. You can do it by yourselves."

When the girl next to her heard this, she responded with a smile, "Mr. Zhan, if you don't want to drink, then let's eat fruit."

As he spoke, he held a cherry in his mouth and fed it to her.

Zhan Yiming looked at the bloody mouth and the half cherry in the mouth that was as red as blood.

Suddenly, I couldn't hold it back anymore, I bent over and vomited.

"Oh, Mr. Zhan, what's wrong with you?"

"Could it be that you have a bad stomach?"

"But we haven't eaten much yet."

"..."

Zhan Yiming waved his hand and pushed away the girls who were surrounding him.

I stumbled into the bathroom and started to vomit while holding on to the sink.

I vomited all the glasses of wine I just drank.

All he could think of was the bright red lips, which were as red as blood, intertwined into a big blood-red net, and were drawn towards him...

The person you once loved most has now turned into a monster that wants to eat people.

And he is the piece of Tang Monk meat that the monsters eat.

Zhan Yiming didn't know how he could have such strange thoughts.

But when he looked up at the person in the mirror, what appeared in front of him was another face.

With a bit of androgynous heroic spirit, there is always a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

He looked at him with a look of disgust as if he were looking at a dirty thing.

It's really crazy.

Why do you think of that ungrateful woman?

Zhan Yiming turned on the faucet, and there was a splash in the face...

When he opened the door and saw the luxurious and languid scene in the private room, he was in a state of drunkenness and wealth.

In my heart, for the first time, a sense of boredom arose.

Forget it.

Not interesting.

I have to work for the black-hearted capitalists tomorrow, so I'd better go back to bed early.

Zhan Yiming wiped his face and smiled carelessly.

"My dears, I remembered that I still have something to deal with, so I can't play with you tonight."

"You can order whatever you want for the wine tonight, just put it on my account. When I'm empty in a few days, I'll come and play with you..."

As he spoke, he frivolously touched the exposed breasts of each girl.

The smooth feel of the bullet made goosebumps appear on his hands and arms.

Zhan Yiming resisted the thought of vomiting again.

Under the reluctant eyes of the girls, he turned around and strode out of the private room.

Get in the car.

Zhan Yiming immediately took out a bottle of mineral water and rinsed his hands desperately.

It wasn't until the bottle of water was poured out that he leaned back on his seat tiredly, looking at the dark night sky with dull eyes.

I feel like I'm done.

After a long time.

Zhan Yiming smoked out a cigarette melancholy, and then started the sports car. The motor roared, and the car rushed out like an arrow.

The performance of Lamborghini's supercar is very superior, and Koenigsegg's "Ghost" supercar can be driven for a while.

Zhan Yiming felt that his car always felt a little lacking and not very satisfactory.

He smiled self-deprecatingly. Is it true that what is unobtainable is what he desires most?

On the road late at night, there were sparsely populated people and sparse traffic.

Zhan Yiming roared his motor all the way to the rugged mountain road in the east of the city, near the sea.

At this moment, there is another kind of non-mainstream fanaticism here.

A group of thrill-seeking dudes and motorcycle enthusiasts are organizing an underground off-road motorcycle race around the mountain.

It is said that the bonus is very generous.

When Zhan Yiming arrived, the competition had just begun. A whole row of modified off-road motorcycles rushed out roaring the moment the whistle sounded.

Zhan Yiming's eyesight was not bad, and he saw the familiar tall and slender figure in it from a distance.

"MD, this woman is really desperate for her life, just for such a small amount of money..."

He stepped on the accelerator, rushed to the starting point, then braked sharply and swung the tail.

Before the car even stopped, he rushed out of the car angrily, trying to stop someone.

However, he moved a little slower and could only watch the motorcade roaring past.

In the helmet, the woman glanced at him with disdain.

Immediately, he flashed out without stopping.

"Damn woman, you'd better come back to me safely."

Zhan Yiming yelled at the front unwillingly.

A group of people who were still at the starting point glanced at him and his car, and then ignored him.

All his attention was focused on the front.

After all, most of the people who come here to play are second- and third-generation people who are not short of money.

On the dark mountain road, the headlights of motorcycles kept passing by, dragging a silvery white afterimage into the field of vision.

In the distance, there was a loud "bang" sound, and a certain light swayed randomly for a few times before stopping in one position.

Pierced the dark sky.

There must have been a driver who was thrown out along with his car.

Zhan Yiming's heart skipped a beat, he paced back and forth a few times, and resisted the idea of ​​driving there to take a look.

Irritably, he took out a cigarette and leaned against the front of the car.

Shaking his hands, he lit a cigarette for himself.

The pungent smell of cigarettes rushed straight into his nose. Zhan Yiming closed his eyes and prayed in his heart, stinky woman, nothing will happen to her.