The barbeque restaurant was bustling, filled with steam.
The air was thick with the aroma of cumin and chili, mixed with the chatter of diners and the clinking of glasses, creating a vibrant yet raw atmosphere.
However, all of this seed to be isolated from Zhang Lei.
He stood there dazed, staring blankly at the girl in the JK uniform, smiling like a blooming flower.
All he could think about was that unimaginable identity.
He had worked at Zhongcheng Group for over three years, starting from the most basic sales position to becoming a key channel business player at the Quan City Branch.
And now, he had finally climbed into the position of a specialist in the modern channel business departnt at headquarters.
For this hierarchical, intricate network of connections, he had a very deep understanding.
Executive Chairman Tian Chengye was not only the group’s second-largest shareholder, but one of the most central figures of real power within the whole group.
It was said that at least half of the current group managent team had been personally promoted by him.
He was the actual controller of the group’s core revenue sector.
Even though he was gradually delegating power now, introducing new directors like Qin Decang for balance.
But within the group, the influence and connections he had cultivated over more than ten years were still significant.
And Tang Song’s girlfriend turned out to be Tian Chengye’s daughter...
"Zhang Lei? Zhang Lei!"
Tang Song’s voice seed to co from a distant place, pulling him back from his chaotic thoughts.
"Oh, oh! Coming!" Zhang Lei snapped back to reality, instinctively pinching his thigh.
"Ouch—"
The sharp pain assured him that everything before him wasn’t an illusion.
Zhang Lei stiffly sat back down opposite Tang Song.
Thinking of his prior complaints and Tang Song’s sudden call.
He shivered slightly.
Tang Song called Tian Jing over, it must be for that reason!
He had countless tis imagined climbing up to a "benefactor" within the group, soaring effortlessly.
And now, the top-level "benefactor" he didn’t even dare dream about was sitting right in front of him.
Unprecedentedly close.
At this mont, a middle-aged man in a dark suit quickly walked over.
"Good evening, boss, why didn’t you inform us of your arrival!" His face was full of smiles, his tone respectful yet sowhat familiar, "I just heard it from the waitress and thought I had heard wrong."
Jing’s expression beca composed, and she nodded calmly, "Good evening, Manager Wang. Just ca to have a bite with friends, this is my boyfriend, Tang Song."
"Hello Mr. Tang!" Manager Wang quickly bowed to greet, and then added, "Boss, please wait a mont, I’ll quickly bring you a couple of our newly developed dishes, you and your friends can have a taste."
With that, he hurried towards the kitchen.
As his figure disappeared, Jing instantly returned to her sweet and adorable appearance.
She leaned close to Tang Song, lowered her voice, and said with a sowhat coquettish tone, "Song, please don’t mind. After all, I’m a major shareholder here, so I have to hold a bit of a boss’s air in front of my employees, or else, what if they don’t listen to in the future~"
She had a pleasant scent, not the usual floral or fruity fragrance, but a cool and unique blend of cedar and white musk.
Like a forest under the sun after the winter’s first snow, clean yet with a hint of scarcely noticeable detachnt.
"Hmm, I know." Tang Song looked at his beautiful and rich girlfriend, a glint of amazent in his eyes.
He hadn’t interacted much with Jing, mostly through video and text.
Although their relationship was quite close, now it seed he didn’t know much about her.
But this was understandable.
Jing had received top-tier elite education since childhood, and her ability to handle people and manage complex relationships in different situations showed her "multifaceted" nature, which was indeed a reflection of her personal ability.
Moreover, her tone and expression were very well executed just now.
Of course, it would have been even more fitting if she wasn’t wearing that JK uniform.
His gaze unconsciously shifted downwards.
Below the black pleated skirt were long, smooth legs wrapped in delicate white silk.
Between the skirt hem and over-the-knee socks, the snowy absolute territory flickered faintly, exuding a deadly allure under the dim lights of the barbeque restaurant.
Tang Song gently inhaled and placed his hand lightly on that icy absolute territory.
Smooth, silky, with a hint of coolness, like fine silk, making him reluctant to let go.
Tang Song’s slender fingers applied slight pressure, "Wearing so little, aren’t you cold?"
Feeling the gentle caress from the Attractive Man’s Hand, Jing’s body shivered slightly, and her fair face instantly turned rosy pink.
Shyly, she said, "It... is a little cold, thank you Song, for warming up."
She gently rubbed her legs, her big round eyes flashing with a hint of excitent and fascination.
She was an absolute hand fetishist.
The reason she was interested in Tang Song was precisely because his nearly perfect hands precisely hit her kink.
Looking at Jing’s cute and shy face, feeling the smooth texture of her skin and her proactive embrace.
Tang Song’s breathing beca a bit rapid, slightly overwheld by her vast disparity.
Soon, Manager Wang personally brought a steaming grilled at platter with the waiter.
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