my teacher

one,

Wu Xiyan is the president of the multinational group Yulian, and his ancestors have been in business for generations.

This time, the routine global meeting was held in Manhattan, USA, for no other reason. Apart from the company's internal summary meeting, Wu Xiyan also needed to personally go to a US company in Manhattan to sign a big contract.

Those babbling reports and summaries at the meeting were so overwhelming that even Wu Xiyan, who is known as a workaholic, could hardly bear it. The older retainers of the Wu family who had been serving under him, and also the veteran of the company, said to him worriedly, "Master, Let Xiaowa take you to relax at night, don't deal with documents in the nest hotel."

Xiaowa is the second son of the old official, and Wu Xiyan is also familiar with him.

Rubbing between the sore and swollen eyebrows, he nodded, "Yes."

I've been really exhausted lately.

two,

Wu Xiaowa took President Wu to a traditional bar located at the bottom of Manhattan, saying that it is traditional because in today's era, it is rare to find a high-end quiet bar with a good environment and a reasonable price. Every corner of the world.

Wu Xiyan seldom comes to this kind of place, mainly because he is so busy with work that he has no time, but the environment here is very fresh, there are no noisy bands stationed there, an old Sals solo is playing, and he can have a drink on the comfortable sofa It is indeed a very enjoyable thing.

"Xiyan, I'll go there first." Because he is a regular customer, Wu Xiaowa habitually greets the bartender here first, but before leaving, he did not forget to explain, "Just tell the waiter what to drink, I know the bartenders here, and they won’t add anything to the guests’ drinks.”

"Well, let's go." It wouldn't look out of place to come here in a suit, Wu Xiyan decided to like it here, so he just waved to him, and continued to taste the blood-red Margarita by himself.

Not long after Wu Xiaowa left, the seat he was originally sitting on was taken by someone.

Wu Xiyan didn't want to raise his head at first, but the man took the initiative to greet him, "Mr. Wu, we meet again."

Taking advantage of the dim light, Wu Xiyan squinted his eyes and looked up at the person who came, "President Corey Stowe, hello."

As he spoke, he raised his wine glass as a signal.

The person who came was the general manager of the American company he had signed with in the afternoon.

"I didn't expect to meet here. Hehe, isn't there a saying in China-is it destined to mate a thousand miles away?"

"It's fate to meet you from thousands of miles away." Wu Xiyan said embarrassingly, and was shocked by the thunder.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm still a beginner in Chinese." The other party smiled like a gentleman, and didn't continue to mention it. He just sat closer to him, and his eyes lingered on his broad and solid chest.

Perfect figure, perfect leg shape, perfect face, and good personality, in line with the aesthetics of the god king.

three,

Even though Wu Xiaowa assured that the wine here hadn't been spiked, Wu Xirui still felt hot all over, and his mouth was so dry that he really wanted to find a place where no one was around to masturbate.

Yes, President Wu belonged to the type who cleans himself up to the point of anger. He declined the invitation for a refill, and got up alone to go to the bathroom to wash his face. Then he went home and slapped himself in the bathroom.

The people around him were not at ease, "I will accompany you."

"Oh."

He helped Wu Xiyan to the door of the bathroom, and he couldn't find a reason to pee with him.

"Be careful alone."

"Yes." Wu Xiyan shook it off, and walked into the bathroom with a paralyzed face.

After three glasses of wine, I feel sick and want to vomit, and the bar in the United States is really enough for BT.

To vomit outside is not in line with the radiant and evil image of the president, so he decided to find a private room where there was no one to vomit.

But it seems that there are people everywhere?

Wu Xiyan stood outside waiting silently for a seat, but was forced into the cubicle by a big hand that suddenly appeared.

"Well……"

A pungent smell of strong alcohol swept his mouth crazily along with the strong stimulation of male hormones.

Hold!Labor's first kiss!

Wu Xiyan threw his fist at the bridge of the man's nose, but he dodged lightly, and even clenched his hand tightly, putting it to his lips and licking it twice.

"Baby~~ so enthusiastic~~"

Wu Xiyan, "..."