The domineering president meets her

The man sat on the edge of the bed, adjusted the cushion on her back, raised his wrist to check the time, and said softly:

"Don't listen to his nonsense. It's late. Go to bed early. I'll pick you up at eight tomorrow."

Reach out and touch her hair.

Su Yin pursed her lips, took a deep breath, raised her head, and looked at him with wet eyes.

"I am afraid."

Fu Shi looked down and saw little crystal clear pearls hanging on her butterfly-like eyelashes.

I couldn't help but hold her gently in my arms.

At this time, the woman hooked her hands around his neck and gently licked the man's thick earlobe.

The man trembled slightly, pushed her away with both hands, looked at her seriously, and opened his thin lips slightly.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"no!"

"That……"

"I just want you to want me, it has nothing to do with it."

Her proactive words gently touched the man's heartstrings.

"you sure?"

"Yeah." The woman nodded shyly and hugged his strong waist with both hands.

"But the doctor said..."

Without waiting for him to finish, the woman bent her knees and half-knelt on the edge of the bed, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him awkwardly on the lips.

The man reached out and hugged her slender waist, unable to hide his excitement. His big hands caressed her softest skin. Su Yin's body trembled slightly, and her hands subconsciously grasped his shirt.

"Let's wait until next time..."

The man looked at her slightly pale face with heartache.

"Uncle..."

The woman turned over and sat on him, pulling at the tie on his chest, her slender fingers entwined around it and playing with it.

After having enough fun, her white and slender fingers opened the mother-of-pearl buttons on his shirt, and her soft and tender little hands touched his abdominal muscles.

The man tensed his whole body, grasped the woman's wrist tightly and pulled her into his arms, holding her face and kissing her madly.

With a muffled groan

The thick curtains locked away the spring scene in the presidential suite.

……

There was a "bang" sound followed by a "ouch".

This was the fifth time that Su Yin had bumped into the glass door of her office while distracted at work today. Her fair and plump forehead was slightly red and swollen.

"A-choo." Then another sneeze followed.

Su Yin rubbed her sore nose. Who on earth is scolding me?

It is also possible that I was cold because I didn’t wear any clothes last night.

I couldn't help but complain in my heart: What a mean uncle! He didn't even bother to help me put on my clothes afterwards, and now I'm going to catch a cold.

Ding-ling, the phone rang.

Su Yin pressed the answer button.

"Miss Su, are you satisfied with my service last night?"

The deep voice from last night rang in her ears. Su Yin quickly covered the microphone and looked around. When she found no one, she said in a low voice with a guilty conscience, "That...Uncle, don't talk on the phone anymore..."

"But you haven't made an interstellar evaluation of my service yet! This will affect my subsequent reward system."

"what?"

The aches and pains in her body reminded her of what happened last night: "Did you drug me yesterday?"

My sanity from last night fell apart and my brain lost its ability to think.

"no!"

If he wanted her, he wouldn't use such despicable means, so he didn't bother to make any explanation.

"It's okay. I was wrong too. Oh, by the way, I give you a bad review!" After saying that, Su Yin hung up the phone and rubbed his sore waist.

She was obviously angry, but to the man's ears, it sounded like she was acting coquettishly. The man listened to her hanging up the phone with a gentle look in his eyes. But when he thought of the last sentence, he couldn't laugh.

He lit a cigarette and smoke puffed out.

Bad review? It seems that my service is not up to standard!

knock knock knock

The knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. He collected his expression and straightened his posture.

"Enter."

Leng Yuan walked in, followed by a tall and burly man in black. The two men stood one meter away from the desk, one in front of the other.

"Boss Fu, I brought the person who was following us yesterday."

"Ah."

(The stalker needs to do missions that require him to show his face, while the covert stalker does not show his face and specializes in high-risk missions, and his level is one level higher.)

The stalker who stepped forward to report saw that the man by the window was just standing there with his hands behind his back, glancing at him coldly. The demeanor of a noble man was already oppressive to him.

Unconsciously, all the muscles in his body tensed up. He quickly bent down and lowered his head, not daring to utter a word.

Seeing this, Leng Yuan understood in his heart that not to mention you are a stalker, even if you are a secret agent, you have to be careful and cautious in front of President Fu for fear of making mistakes.

Otherwise, just the look in his eyes would scare you to death.

Oh, it's up to you. I can't help you.

Leng Yuan replied truthfully, "I asked him yesterday. He didn't get enough rest. It only took a blink of an eye for him to lose track of Miss Su."

The man stood condescendingly.

There was a layer of frightening frost on his face, and his deep phoenix eyes were filled with a bit of gloom. He spoke indifferently and solemnly:

"Oh? You lost me in the blink of an eye. Then, while you are relaxing, will you cause any trouble to my people?"

"Today you blinked, tomorrow that person blinked, and the day after tomorrow everyone blinked, so you don't have to do your job anymore? Are we all blinking together and waiting to go to heaven?"

You see, the punishment hasn't been mentioned yet.

The stalker was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with his hands clasped together and begged for mercy: "Mr. Fu! I know I was wrong, please give me a chance to correct it."

Fu Shi ignored him and just stood there quietly. The more he did this, the more uneasy the person kneeling on one knee on the ground became. He held his breath, waiting for his fate.

"Then what should we do with this person?" Leng Yuan asked.

Fu Shi frowned, and after thinking for a moment, a simple sentence escaped from his lips and teeth, but it was this sentence.

"What do you say?"

Leng Yuan, who had been waiting for this sentence, suddenly looked up at President Fu in surprise.

In the past, as long as the stalker made a principled mistake, President Fu would punish him severely and have his name removed from the bodyguard industry. For a well-trained professional stalker, this punishment was more terrible than dying in the line of duty; because being removed from the bodyguard industry not only meant losing a high-paying job, but more importantly, he would be hunted down by his peers in various ways, which was a fatal blow.

Just this one sentence "What do you think" undoubtedly shows that President Fu is willing to give the stalker a chance to make amends in the future and make up for his mistake this time.

You don't have to take direct action, but you can get a good reputation for treating your subordinates well, and in return get that person's wholehearted following.

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

"Thank you, Mr. Fu." The stalker burst into tears of gratitude and secretly swore to be loyal to him until death.