"Catch shrimp house, love my fake death pen hard pen tip, call grandpa the age, we eat well in prison, good friend, take your mom flying, beat the kid and kick his butt..."
At eight in the morning, Su Qing set off from ho with Huang, and after having his face sared with at buns twice, he refueled the dog with 92 gasoline, and the bike 86 once again beca Jiang City's top thirteen kid.
This ti, in order to prevent Huang from getting dog-tired again, he put in a lot of effort too. But even so, when they arrived at the office building, Huang was still panting heavily with his tongue out.
"Hmm, not bad today, arrived fifteen minutes earlier than yesterday, keep it up tomorrow," Su Qing looked at the ti on his phone, finding it was only 8:45, quite a quick pace.
Luckily, Huang was full of energy. Even though he was as tired as a dead dog yesterday, after a night's rest, he beca a good dog again, feeling like he could tear apart two sofas, until he t his No. 6 poop scooper.
"Woof!" [Get lost!]
Listening to the translation of the narrator, one has to say it was very straightforward, which also reflected Huang's current mood.
He took out a bottle of mineral water from his backpack, drank half of it himself, and handed the rest to Huang, who had done a great job.
After resting for less than five minutes, both of them caught their breath and slowly headed upstairs.
It's not that he didn't want to drive or take the subway, it's mainly because once he started working, he wouldn't have ti to walk the dog. If he didn't make use of that ti, the house might be torn down in no ti.
Thankfully, it was a Golden Retriever. If it were a silly dog, he felt his workload would double.
This ti, with plenty of ti and energy, they chose to take the stairs instead of waiting for the elevator.
No other reason, the number of people waiting for the elevator at this ti was just too many. Fortunately, their company was on the fourth floor, and climbing the stairs wasn't too tiring.
Despite just finishing a rally and being tired like a dead dog just now, Huang still went to the front desk to tease a young lady upon entering, licking her stockings until they frayed, only then was he satisfied to go upstairs with him.
Su Qing was trying his best to stop him next to it, but to no avail, he could only watch as Huang tore a hole in the young lady's new stockings, apologizing repeatedly.
At the company entrance on the fourth floor, he took a deep breath.
"Get over here, stop looking down!" Looking at Huang who was still savoring, Su Qing said irritably.
Huang: "Woof woof" [She doesn't bite, listens well, I like her a lot.]
"Like my ass, only two days at work and you've torn two pairs of the lady's stockings, that's impressive, I've never torn so diligently, next month when you get your paycheck, the money for her stockings will be deducted from it!" Su Qing pointed at Huang's forehead with envy—no, more like annoyance.
So angry, as a poop scooper, he felt deep sha for having such a dog, he couldn't allow his dog to do such things since he never did anything like that in public, he was sowhat jealous.
"Stockings? You like stockings?"
At this mont, Sun Mumu's slightly puzzled voice ca from behind.
Upon hearing this, Su Qing quickly turned around to see Sun Mumu taking quick steps toward him, then punching the machine with a beep, successfully clocking in, and then turning to look at the pair.
Su Qing: ...
"It's not , it's him, he likes stockings."
He decisively pointed out Huang, not every bla he could take, especially since it concerned a person's reputation.
Huang might be a pervy dog, but he couldn't be a pervy person, especially in an all-won environnt, a tarnished reputation would ruin him.
Sun Mumu glanced at the innocent Huang, then at her new colleague, shook her head, and petted the dog's head:
"All n are the sa, like stockings but don't admit it, sha on you!"
After that, the girl trotted into the company on her short legs.
Su Qing: "What the..."
"No, it really wasn't , believe , trust , it's Huang, let him admit it in person, hey!"
Soon after, the person and the dog chased in.
Early in the morning, Huang had already burdened him with the label of a black silk stocking assassin, needless to say, Su Qing wasn't in a very good mood, he was considering dog at.
When Su Qing pushed the door open again, he found there were now more people in the office area, a total of eight won, all looking at him.
Among them, so he had seen yesterday, and so new faces, but Feng Yan and Cui Bo were not around.
"Our departnt got a new male colleague, is it him?" [I'm determined to win, heard he's quite handso, I saw the photos in the group yesterday.]
"Now I know why Sister Rong is all dolled up today" [Mind your business, old cucumber painted green]
"You two behave, keep it down, it's not good if he hears you" [I'll break your bubble with a piss, nowadays kids all like my kind of sister]
The three unfamiliar faces he didn't et yesterday were whispering, all around the age of twenty-five or six, not exactly stunning, but not bad either.
They were teasing each other in a joking manner, but one has to admit, today's trio seed a bit competitive, not like yesterday's harmonious group of colleagues at all.
If it weren't for the narrator's hint, he really didn't see what it ant to be two-faced, appearing harmonious on the outside while swearing internally, won indeed are hard to understand.
For this, Su Qing silently led Huang inside, afraid that this guy might go licking another girl's stockings again, if it really developed into a habit, with so many girls in the office, half of Huang's salary would be compensation money for torn stockings.
Just as he sat down, Su Qing noticed the quiet Lin Miaomiao had already started working.
"Good morning," Su Qing greeted.
Huang: "Woof~" [Not wearing stockings, disappointnt!]
Frightened, Su Qing quickly pushed the dog's head back down, while Lin Miaomiao smiled and nodded.
"By the way, those three..." Su Qing asked Sun Mumu next to him.
Upon hearing this, the girl imdiately perked up and whispered, "And you said you don't like stockings, your eyes were glued to them when you ca in."
Indeed, those three won the narrator ntioned were all wearing black stockings, but he swore, he really didn't think that way.
"No, I just asked."
"I know you n, spared your explanations, the one on the left is Cui Rong, 29 years old, Scorpio, lives in Jinfu Garden District, owns her own house; the one in the middle is Zhang Xiao, 26 years old, Virgo, residence unknown, her last relationship lasted three months before breaking up; the one on the right is Qin Shuang, 25 years old, don't be fooled by her pure appearance, she's actually quite scheming, which one do you like?" Sun Mumu casually rattled off the three girls' basic information.
Gotta say, Sun Mumu was indeed an office gossip expert, even the quiet Lin Miaomiao nearby slowed her work to hear his answer.
"I didn't, I just asked, after all, we'll be working in the sa place, too unfamiliar isn't good." Su Qing explained.
He had no idea why, but in Sun Mumu's eyes, he seed to have been pegged as having a stockings fetish, even though it was Huang who did.
Is this karma?
"Don't bla for not warning you, those three seem harmonious on the surface, but always have secretive acts, love to compete, be careful," Sun Mumu whispered.
Su Qing was speechless, indeed, only won understand won like only n understand what n are like: "Mm, I see."
"Oh please, you see, I bet you're already dazed by the allure of those stockings" Sun Mumu didn't believe him.
After all, she didn't know Su Qing was listening clearly to the won's inner thoughts through the narrator.
Just as he was about to explain, the office area's door was pushed open, and Departnt Manager Cui Bo walked in with swagger in a flamboyant plaid shirt, holding a docunt against his chest with both hands.
Upon entering, he sharply called out towards them:
"Sun Mumu, Lin Miaomiao, is 'Viciously Kick a Cripple's Good Leg' and 'Brutally Slap Zhao Si's Half Face' you two in the departnt group? Hurry up and change those nas!"
Su Qing: ???
In Su Qing's dumbfounded expression, the two girls scread and quickly pulled out their phones to rena themselves, muttering as they did so.
"Ah, forgot to change the group notes, damn Miaomiao, you didn't remind ."
"I... I didn't expect this, won't we get scolded again, oh, how pitiful, Manager Cui's scolding is unbearable, I'd rather gain ten pounds, no, five pounds, preferably transferring from the waist to where it should go."
"Dream on, you'll be flat-chested for life, if I can't grow, you can't either."
Su Qing: ...
Looks can indeed be deceiving.
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