Chapter 423 Undercover
After visiting jiang haotian's "Freezer," Jiang Lai was clearly in a sad mood. After all, he was the only relative in the world, and his current state was between life and death.
However, this was only one purpose of jiang lai's coming to the united states, and the other purpose was mentioned before. Her brother's friend had worked with her in an adult clothing company before. Because the company was seducing the united states with bones, Jiang Lai, the nominal boss, had never come to the united states several times.
It has been a year, and jiang lai wants to investigate how the company is doing.
When I think about it, it seems that Jiang Lai is not stupid. If there is anything fishy about this kind of overseas company, it will be fatal to her. After all, this is the last legacy that Jiang Haotian left her.
No, on the fifth day we came to america, Jiang Lai mysteriously called me to her room and said, "Ye Fan, I want to give you an important task..."
After I heard that, I was immediately confused:
Damn It, Jiang Lai, you made me go undercover, and it's a company on american soil.
However, it was only later that I realized that 90 % of the company was chinese, so there was no obstacle to communication.
Most importantly, the products that this clothing company operates have a fatal attraction to me:
In the past, whenever I stepped into autumn, it was a joyous and sad thing for me. I have to admit that I have a fetish. I have a strong sexual interest in girls who wear stockings. Just seeing their calves, even if they are not exposed, I can't help but be fascinated. Especially when they were wearing tight skirts and high heels, I would want to keep looking at them and feel them even more impulsively.
But of course I don't have the guts, and when you can really touch the beautiful legs of the stockings, it's often not as good as you think, which is really strange.
The weather was getting colder, and the girls on the street loved to wear stockings of different colors, but I loved black, not the thick kind, but the tight and transparent kind. When they sit down, they put their feet on their toes, and their knees tighten, revealing light black and the skin beneath them. This way, they can show the curves of their calves. It's a perfect image, and you can never get tired of it.
I remember that when I was in high school, my family lived in the north corner of Zhenjiang city. Every day, I would take the subway to shanghuan to work. On the way, I would see countless girls with stockings, which would make me unable to concentrate and secretly watch every leg with different sizes. Seeing the clothes and looks of ordinary people, I concentrated on imagining the spring under my skirt, but if I met beautiful people, I was fascinated, and often forgot to get off the car, which is why I am often late.
Even so, I don't have any possessiveness and won't take pictures on my phone, because I think every girl is perfect in my mind, and the pictures are ruined, let alone put on the suspicion of abnormal peeping.
And most importantly, I didn't even have a cell phone in high school...
As a boy, I've seen countless online movies where one or two people can finish, and I've seen a lot of island girls and silk stockings.
But I don't think it's as sexy and attractive to pull up a skirt as it is to cover it up. It's not very sexy to show off the threads in a pair of bare socks and panties. To be honest, what does the bottom of those skirts look like? They are not the same loose underwear and buttocks and thighs. There is no beauty in that angle at all.
The company is a big brand in Italy, and business has shrunk a little over the past few years, but there are more than 80 people working on the west coast of the united states, which is also an international big brand.
I've actually been fooling around for the past few years, and I don't have much experience. But today was my first day working in the women's department, because there was no men's department in this company, and I was drunk.
Anyway, jiang lai let me do undercover work, so what diploma, resume, are all fake, and the result changed, I became a graduate of international famous university packaging design.
That's just right. It doesn't make much difference between men and women anyway. The only difference is that the marketing team here is all female.
But I like it.
Although my colleagues here don't know each other, I did my homework before I came here. For example, our secretary miss "Mandy" also talked at the party of the chairman Jiang Lai.
So she welcomed me warmly:
"Fan, this is your new seat. I didn't expect you to be so early today. It's not even nine o' clock yet." With that said, Mandy sat back at his desk, just to my left, separated from me by the narrow corridor.
I quickly replied, "Well, it's better if I transfer the team earlier on my first day. I also want to give my boss a good impression! By the way, when does the manager usually come back?"
Mandy said, "Did you find out so soon?! Ha ha ha ha, you still haven't had a relationship with me and you want me to report it first. Are you really in a hurry?" I didn't expect Mandy to say that. In the past, my impression of her was that she was very gentle and courteous. It was said that she was very young and married. Now she's only twenty-four years old. She's younger than me.
"I... I didn't mean that, I just wanted to chat..." Mandy just smiled and said, "I'm just joking with you. Sister chunting is usually very early, so I can't be late. She usually goes back to her room at 8: 30, and then points her finger at the big room in front of us.
Coming here to investigate the manager is one of my main tasks, so I still want to pull in the relationship between the manager and the secretary.
I nodded and said, "Ah... By the way, Mandy, are you free this afternoon? I want to treat you to dinner?" As she spoke, she turned around and crossed her waist.
"Really? Fan, but you're going to have to pay for it. I like raw fish!" Naturally, I looked at her. Mandy was wearing a light yellow shirtless knitted vest and a pink-blue administrative skirt. At that moment, she sat down, revealing her legs and legs, wearing flesh-colored glass stockings and yellow high heels.
Mandy was thin and had long, white legs. I couldn't help but look at her face again.
She wore a pink-blue makeup, round eyes and a sharp face. She was definitely not a beautiful woman.
She noticed my eyes and said, "Fan?! Have you seen enough?!"
That's terrible. How can you give the impression of your team's married secretary on your first day of work? "Well, I'm not... I... I think you're dressed beautifully!"
I was acting like I was three years ago, so I couldn't help it. If I could be glib at home, but when I came to this strange country, I lost these functions all of a sudden. I didn't know how to speak normally. I really didn't know where my words came from.
Unexpectedly, she smiled instead of being angry, "Really? Do you think I'm beautiful?"
When I saw that she was being used to it, I immediately said, "Of course, I don't usually stare at people like this, but I've never met anyone as beautiful as you. We're still colleagues. How nice do you think?!" I wonder if girls like to hear compliments, whether true or false, especially women who have been married for six years.
Mandy added, "But look, don't think too much. I have a very good husband and a very good daughter. I love and love my husband very much."
I said, "Of course, I invited you to dinner because I wanted you to take care of me. If you like raw fish, then raw fish!" She smiled and nodded, turned her head forward, and began to work. I still looked at her calf, but she pointed at my computer with her finger, indicating that I was not allowed to look at her again, so I had to do it.