How did I become a god

Chapter 1700 Small success
With such a beauty as Xiao Cheng clinging to him and showering him with kisses, Jing Yabo didn't react at all, not even making a sound.

Sigh, there's really nothing left today.

The more pleasant my conversation with Zhizhi and Xiaofeng was just now, the more powerless I feel right now!
"Xiao Cheng, stop making a scene and speak properly."

Seeing Cheng Fangyi sitting in Jing Gao's lap, the three assistants in the car felt displeased.

Guo Qianqian immediately frowned, turned her head away without any attempt to hide it, and let out a barely audible snort to express her dissatisfaction.

That's just how "genuine" she is. However, Cheng Fangyi exudes a powerful aura, so she doesn't dare to treat her the way she treats Zhou Nanman.

Chu Wenjun frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing across her beautiful face. She lowered her head and pretended to organize the documents on her tablet.

It was one thing in the Feng family's living room, but now she's coming to the car to act all wild. It's not that she's fallen for President Jing, but rather that she feels like her territory has been invaded.

The serene and beautiful 37-year-old Wen Xiaoli maintained a composed demeanor, but her fingers paused slightly as she swiped the tablet, and her eyes betrayed a hint of displeasure.

None of the three women liked Cheng Fangyi, this alluring and promiscuous woman.

Jing Gao felt the softness and fragrance of the beauty in his arms, and looked at the alluring face so close to his.

Then look at Shen You, who is sitting near the car door, head down, bright and beautiful.

Zhou Mingyang's trusted female secretary is 25 years old this year. Today, she looks particularly refreshing and simple, even with a touch of the innocence of someone who has just graduated from school.

She wore a simple, pure white cotton puff-sleeved short-sleeved top, light blue high-waisted straight-leg jeans, and clean white sneakers.

This simple outfit perfectly accentuated her slender figure of 1.67 meters, highlighting her curvaceous 34C figure and her beautiful and radiant appearance.

Zhou Mingyang's selections are indeed exceptional!
Of course, this delicate and beautiful woman now belongs to him.

However, he was currently in a state of spiritual enlightenment, and even the most beautiful woman couldn't stir his emotions. Just looking.

Damn, I need to spend more time exercising and also start taking care of my diet.

Cheng Fangyi's lips curled up, slightly toning down her alluring charm. She sat facing Jing Gao in his lap, her full, high breasts pressed against him. Looking into his clear, intelligent eyes, a fire suddenly burned within her. She smiled and said, "Brother Jing, let Youyou come and report!"

Then, she whispered in Jing Gao's ear, "Brother, did you overexert yourself at Feng Xuehua's place at noon? Do you need my help?"

Jing Gao, of course, refused to tell Xiao Cheng the truth. How could a mere Feng possibly be his match? He was invincible in a one-on-one fight, okay?
If Xiao Cheng could betray Zhou Mingyang, she could naturally betray him in the future. He didn't even dare to play cards on Cheng Fangyi's turf, for fear of giving her leverage over him. Xiao Cheng is a classic femme fatale; her survival philosophy is: climb the ladder and cling to the powerful!

This tightrope walking experience is quite novel.

Of course, she would not betray him until she found a new powerful patron; on the contrary, she would serve him wholeheartedly and strive to win his favor.

Jing Gao gently patted the thighs of this 1.69-meter-tall, curvaceous, and fiery beauty. Her champagne-colored lace halter dress was very thin, and this stunner was only wearing a pair of cleavage. Her soft, supple breasts felt incredibly smooth to the touch. He said, "Just tell me!"

"I say, nothing beats the pleasure of Youyou personally submitting to you!" Cheng Fangyi turned and waved to Shen You, then turned back and sighed.
"My dear Mr. Jing, what charm does that woman Feng Xuehua have? Once she loses her status as an official's wife, her so-called socialite status in Shanghai is a joke. She's no different from any other beautiful woman in this metropolis."

Your confidante, Ouyang Wan, far surpasses her in looks and temperament. I, too, am more distinctive than Feng Xuehua.”

Speaking of Xiao Wan, Jing Gao was still interested in answering this question. A couple of days ago, Xiao Wan had introduced him to three campus beauties: a 21-year-old genius female PhD graduate from Harvard; a 19-year-old radio host from Jiaotong University; and a 20-year-old president of the comics club from East China University of Political Science and Law.

All of this is managed by Li Shuyao, who runs a self-media matrix. Of course, the monthly income of the youthful and beautiful school beauties still goes through his accounts.

They're all in the 200,000 yuan per month range.

"Xiao Cheng, that's not how you put it. You do have a unique charm that gives men a very special experience. But Xiao Feng is just as good! Do you know what her charm is?"

He often "criticized" Xiao Cheng's flirtatious and unrestrained behavior, but he would never call her a "femme fatale" in front of her.

Actually, he expanded Xiao Feng's artistic horizons at noon, it was just a quick meal on the way.

As Xiao Feng himself said, DOI is just the threshold for getting involved!
Xiao Feng's naked, fair body was very sexy, with curves and a cool, smooth feel. Coupled with her eagerness to discuss philosophy with him, she was quite alluring, after all, she was a great beauty at the age of thirty-two.

But he certainly wouldn't say that in front of so many beauties; it would damage his image as a charming and romantic young man. Cheng Fangyi giggled, her ample, white breasts trembling slightly. She tilted her alluring face upwards and playfully countered, "Oh, what kind of charm?"

Jing Gao, who was usually dizzy from Xiao Cheng's snow-white breasts, calmly put his arm around the beauty's slender waist and said:

"Xiao Feng appears knowledgeable and refined, with an elegant demeanor and a scholarly air, but in reality, he is very ambitious. Unfortunately, he lacks the ability and cannot control his lust."

Cheng Fangyi was a little confused, looking at him with her beautiful eyes, "What kind of charm is this? Doesn't this just show that Feng Xuehua is brainless?"

She managed to make it all the way from her hometown in Sichuan to Shanghai thanks to her brains, and she especially despises women who lack intelligence.

Jing Gao smiled and patted her beautiful, fair face, saying, "She looks very energetic and full of drive like this."

He had seen far too many beautiful women who were obedient and submissive in his presence, suppressing their own thoughts.

Cheng Fangyi couldn't help but chuckle, understanding what Jing Gao meant. He meant different types of beauties, and the little situation that Feng Xuehua had created could be resolved with just a word from President Jing, which only added to the fun.

To put it bluntly, Feng Xuehua had the qualities of a pet in his eyes.

For example, how much trouble can a husky get into? But a husky's boundless energy can bring a unique experience to its owner.

As the two were talking, Shen You approached with her head bowed and eyes lowered.
Shen You's appearance is exceptionally outstanding. Her face is small and delicate, and her features are bright and charming, like a white rose with dew on a clear early summer morning, fresh, bright, and beautiful as a flower.

She is indeed a beautiful woman with fair skin and a pretty face, with a beauty score of 95+. No wonder Zhou Mingyang wants to keep her by his side at all times, even disregarding his wife Peng Jinghua's wishes and bringing her home.

He had heard Peng Jinghua complain about it several times.

Jing Wen said in a high-pitched voice, "Xiao Shen, don't be nervous. Look up and talk to me."

"Mmm." Shen You obediently raised his head and saw Sister Cheng in his arms, coquettishly displaying her full, firm, snow-white breasts for him to admire. His pretty face couldn't help but blush slightly, and he whispered:
"Mr. Jing, I need you to report on Zhou Mingyang's twenty-year-old mistress, Yang Mengyu. Last year, he sent Yang Mengyu, who was studying at East China University of Science and Technology, to Stanford University in the United States as an exchange student for a year. She should be returning to Shanghai this summer."

Looking at her youthful and beautiful face, and hearing this secret news, Jing Gao nodded without any emotional fluctuation.

There's nothing I can do; I have to adopt a saintly attitude.

What does he lack that Yang Mengyu is not? He does value Shen You's "submissive" attitude.

They actually betrayed Zhou Mingyang's secret.

Xiao Cheng is quite skilled at disciplining his subordinates! Of course, he was too lazy to ask what happened.

"Okay, I understand. Xiao Shen, you're definitely capable of being Zhou Mingyang's secretary. You'll be working with Xiao Cheng from now on. She got a lot of business today, it's very lucrative!"

Shen You nodded obediently, "Oh."

She felt a sense of oppression when facing the man in front of her, as if she were facing a tiger. It made her feel quite stressed.

"Brother Jing, no way, you're talking nonsense!" Cheng Fangyi giggled, straightened up, and held Jing Gao's head in her hands to wash his face.

Before anyone knew it, her champagne-colored lace dress had slipped down to almost halfway down, revealing large expanses of her fair skin to the cool air of the carriage.

Her rounded shoulders and full, proud breasts exuded a fiery, mature woman's allure.

"I've taken on business deals with four companies, and that's barely enough to keep the Leading Entrepreneurs Club running. It's not like I'm making a fortune. Brother Jing, I'm going to punish you."

As she spoke, she slid down her body. She was truly alluring, with skin as white as jade, and incredibly sexy.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Jing Gao quickly called out.

Damn, Xiao Cheng is such a womanizer, but not everyone on the minibus is his woman! The petite and beautiful Chu Wenjun and he have a normal superior-subordinate relationship.

What would it look like if they showed the real weapon?

(End of this chapter)