"Let's go upstairs and take a look."
Dirk Carter said to Arlo Yarbrough.
The two of them walked up the stairs to the second-floor office area.
Perhaps to make the hallway cool as well, almost all the office doors on the second floor were wide open.
The cold air poured out of the rooms, making the corridor feel chilly.
And in these offices, most people were either not working or taking a break.
"Hehe, king bomb, I win, money please, hurry up..."
They walked a few more steps.
From the office with the plaque "Registration Departnt," ca shouts.
Dirk Carter walked to the door to take a look.
He saw a desk pushed together to form a square table, with three people sitting around it. One of them had their uniform buttons undone, sleeves rolled up, and a peaked cap tilted on their head.
One foot was propped on a chair, while stuffing cash into their pockets from the other two players.
Besides that.
n and won gathered around to watch the ga, creating quite a lively atmosphere.
No wonder there were no people to be seen; they were all here playing cards.
Arlo Yarbrough wanted to go in but was stopped by Dirk Carter.
He continued walking forward, and in the "Trademark Managent Departnt" office, he saw several middle-aged won huddled together, chatting and laughing, probably gossiping about won.
Soon enough.
The two reached the depths of the corridor.
Dirk Carter had just sighed when he looked up to see the words "Director's Office."
He was just about to push the door open.
Suddenly, a seductive voice ca from behind the closed door.
"Little darling, hide well now, I'm going to start looking for you..."
The sound clearly indicated a play was unfolding inside.
Dirk Carter gently turned the door lock, and fortunately, it wasn't locked.
After pushing the door slightly open, the scene inside left him dumbfounded.
In the middle of the office stood a middle-aged man, his eyes covered with a cloth, as if playing hide and seek.
This man was Grantland Shelby, the director of the Bureau of Industry and Comrce.
This itself wasn't anything noteworthy.
What was most extravagant was Grantland Shelby's shirt, ssy on the top, with only underwear on the bottom, lacking the deanor of a director.
In addition to that.
There were three won in the room.
Two looked to be of a mature age, and one was relatively younger.
The three won's outfits were increasingly daring and wild.
The youngest woman had no clothes on her upper body, only a pink bra.
Another short-haired mature woman wore a uniform shirt on top but nothing below except a pair of black lace panties, which unfortunately were so sheer that the dense forest was almost visible.
The last long-haired mature woman was the most outrageous.
Her whole body was down to just underwear.
The three covered their mouths.
One hid behind the sofa, one sat directly on the desk, and another hid behind the curtains, playing with abandon.
Grantland Shelby reached out and groped around.
He muttered, "Little darlings, you hid well this ti, I can't find you."
Perhaps intentionally wanting Grantland Shelby to find them.
The mature woman behind the sofa, wearing only panties, deliberately made noise.
The sound caught Grantland Shelby's attention, and he groped his way toward the sofa.
She could have avoided being caught.
But she didn't.
Instead, she remained perfectly still.
This way, Grantland Shelby caught her.
All four people in the office let out surprised cries simultaneously.
Grantland Shelby laughed lecherously, pressing the woman onto the sofa, saying, "Got you, take off a piece of clothing."
"Director Xie, you're so skilled, you've almost stripped bare."
The woman said in a grievance.
But her hands didn't stop.
She undid the buttons, took off her shirt, and tossed it on the floor.
Just like that.
The second woman was left wearing only underwear.
While she was undressing, Grantland Shelby's eyes scanned her body, and he couldn't help but swallow, saying, "Xiaoqin, your chest is too big, let give it a feel."
"Oh, Director Xie, you're so naughty, always staring at my chest."
Though she looked bashful.
She still puffed out her chest, offering her bosom to Grantland Shelby, and said, "Only one feel."
"Sure thing."
Grantland Shelby beca instantly interested upon hearing this.
Quickly reaching his hand inside from above the bra.
The softness in his hands.
Grantland Shelby couldn't help but exclaim, "Soft and tender, really comfortable. Xiaoqin, your husband must touch them often, right?"
The woman nad Xiaoqin gently tapped Grantland Shelby, flirting, "Oh, Director Xie, you're teasing ."
"Director Xie, that's not fair, why only touch Xiaoqin? You should be fair to everyone, or we won't play anymore."
Another mature woman, seeing this.
Quickly joined, pulling down her bra, puffing out her chest, addressing Grantland Shelby.
"Feel, feel, feel, everyone gets a turn... Hahaha..."
Grantland Shelby's laughter echoed in the hallway.
No wonder there were so many complaints about the Bureau of Industry and Comrce's inefficiency.
As above, so below.
Who would have thought, the Bureau of Industry and Comrce internal environnt could be so corrupt.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly, a scolding voice ca from behind.
This reprimand quickly startled the four people "enjoying" in the office.
They frantically began to put on clothes.
Turning around, they saw a middle-aged man staring suspiciously at Dirk Carter and Arlo Yarbrough.
"I'm asking you, what are you doing here?"
Seeing Dirk Carter not answering.
The middle-aged man ca closer to them.
After glancing at Dirk Carter and Arlo Yarbrough, he shouted, "Get a few people over here, so unruly types have broken in."
At his command.
Several people rushed out from the noisy offices.
And surrounded Dirk Carter and Arlo Yarbrough at once.
Dirk Carter looked at his watch.
It was 11:40.
Logically, it wasn't yet ti to clock out.
He said coldly, "I'm here to conduct business with the Bureau of Industry and Comrce."
"Business? How'd you break into a restricted area, Xiaozhang, call the police, tell them there are thieves here, hurry!"
The middle-aged man hastily urged.
Dirk Carter coldly replied, "It's working hours at the Bureau of Industry and Comrce. I couldn't find anyone downstairs, so I naturally ca upstairs. During working hours, none of you are at your posts, playing cards and chatting upstairs. Who gave you this power?"
"Oh, we got a nosy one today, huh? What, you think you're sobody? You think you're the mayor? Hahaha..."
Hearing this.
The others behind him burst out in laughter.
"I am the mayor!"
Dirk Carter gritted his teeth and said.
The middle-aged person laughed even louder, chuckling, "You're the mayor? Then I'm the governor, hahaha..."
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