C7

Chapter 7 - Thin and Long Flow

Doing sales was actually a relatively free job. Sometimes, he would have nothing to do for a few days, and sometimes, he would have to go to several customers to maintain his phone. When Huang Xing had nothing better to do, he learnt two moves from the sales staff, and started to do marketing on the phone. For the first time, he felt that he was actually quite close to her. In a month, he had managed to negotiate with a dozen customers, obtaining a sales commission of eight hundred yuan, plus a salary of one thousand and six hundred yuan.

On the day that he was paid, Huang Xing was extremely excited. He wandered around the market and bought a few relatively cheap vegetables. After returning back to the Rental with half a kilogram of pork, he prepared to improve his lifestyle with Ouyang Mengjiao. In this one month, Ouyang Mengjiao had been acting as his living assistant. Ever since that night, Ouyang Mengjiao frequently visited Huang Xing's room at night, and when everything was familiar, the two of them unknowingly ate and lived together.

To Huang Xing, if what Zhao Xiaoran had given him was betrayal and pain, then Ouyang Mengjiao had brought him a pleasant surprise and compensation. She had given Huang Xing everything that he couldn't give her.

Huang Xing wanted to personally cook a few dishes for Ouyang Mengjiao, but he never thought that Ouyang Mengjiao would have the same thoughts as him. Not long after, he returned with a plastic bag full of vegetables and meat. They could not help hugging each other tightly for the sake of each other's mutual understanding. She kissed him, saying that it was a hero and a beauty that shared the same view.

The two of them made their move at the same time, and six fragrant dishes were served on the table.

Huang Xing couldn't wait to use his chopsticks to taste the stir-fried mushrooms and said, "They smell good, really fragrant."

Ouyang Mengjiao mischievously asked: "Am I fragrant?"

Huang Xing was startled for a moment, then laughed and said: It smells good.

Ouyang Mengjiao moved closer to let Huang Xing smell her fragrance, she guessed what kind of perfume she used. Huang Xing was unable to guess, so he said that he would guess after finishing the meal. Ouyang Mengjiao laughed as she looked at the bed, her mind thinking back to the Stormy Waves, her eyes blossoming with endless yearning.

Huang Xing suddenly felt that this Ouyang Mengjiao was simply a gift from the heavens. She was young and beautiful, and was fashionable and unrestrained. She was a lucky star, and he wanted to thank her.

The workers who had just received their wages often had a high fighting spirit and feelings. They held each other in a state of intoxication, tore each other apart, and entangled themselves in the bed.

After the coiling dragon and sea of clouds, the battle came to an end. Ouyang Mengjiao lay on the bed, enjoying the intense aftereffects of the shock wave. She placed her feet on Huang Xing's robust back and said with her eyes half closed: Fierce Man! You're a waste of your talent not to make a third-rate film!

Huang Xing frowned and looked at her: What did you say?

Ouyang Mengjiao hurriedly changed her words. Then, she sat up and caressed Huang Xing's shoulders with her slender hands: How could I let you go and make Level 3 movies. If you go, what would I do?

Her words seemed to have suddenly awoken Huang Xing, who felt that although she and Zhao Xiaoran were already famous, they were still not divorced. Isn't it a bit against ethics to do this? Looking at Ouyang Mengjiao's smooth and sexy body, Huang Xing felt apologetic in his heart. He knew that Ouyang Mengjiao and himself were just friends who needed something from each side, and wouldn't become husband and wife. However, this whole month of lingering around had indeed made Huang Xing feel an indescribable debt in his heart.

Ouyang Mengjiao calmly put on the stockings and then wore her clothes layer by layer. Huang Xing watched the entire process like it was a work of art. Huang Xing pulled on his pants, wanting to put it back on, but suddenly, Ouyang Mengjiao used her stocking feet to stroke his body, causing Huang Xing to tremble violently, as though she was trying to regain her vigor.

But he endured it.

Huang Xing lifted Ouyang Mengjiao's foot: "Enough, Ouyang Mengjiao, stop messing around."

Ouyang Mengjiao pounced forward and used a monkey to steal a peach: Do I still want it?

Huang Xing laughed bitterly: "Thin water flows."

Ouyang Mengjiao retorted: "Familiarized with my work, striking the iron while the iron is hot."

In the end, Ouyang Mengjiao was not able to overcome Huang Xing, so she could only put away her pride and continue with her calculations. Ouyang Mengjiao was in charge of washing the dishes, and Huang Xing was in charge of cleaning up the remnants of the battle.

Huang Xing swiftly stored the remnants of the battle inside a plastic bag. Just as he was about to exit the door, he saw that Ouyang Mengjiao's actions were extremely alluring. Without waiting for Ouyang Mengjiao to react, Huang Xing slipped out of the house and ran towards the trash can. He opened the lid, and just as he was about to throw the things in, he realised that there were still some remnants of the battle inside. This specially renovated rental house had a dozen pairs of working men and women living inside. Huang Xing observed in silence for a while as he looked at the trash bin. He really wanted to erect a 'Working Children's Monument'.

When night came, the man and woman next door started to move extremely quickly. Ouyang Mengjiao placed her ear against the wall and listened for a while, and then began to move Huang Xing to compare himself to them. Huang Xing thought to himself how could this girl be so energetic, but in the end, he still gave in to her lofty sentiments of being willing to help others.

Unexpectedly, the battle next door started again and again, and the horn sounded one after another. Huang Xing thought to himself, you are trying to outdo me, so he showed his 18 martial arts, sending Ouyang Mengjiao to the fighting grounds one after another to raise the flag and shout. After tormenting himself for an entire night, on the second day, Huang Xing felt pain all over his body. He realized that his neck, back and even his buttocks, had all been clawed out by Ouyang Mengjiao.

Huang Xing couldn't help but exclaim: To so desire to harm the body!

However, when he came out to wash up, Huang Xing coincidentally bumped into the couple next door who were also outside washing their faces with water. After last night's battle, the two of them had become a lot more dispirited. The man kept supporting his waist, as if he would break it at any moment if he let go. The woman's shoulders sagged as she sounded like she had twisted her legs. Huang Xing covered his face with a towel and resisted the urge to laugh as he returned to the house. The two of them had become veterans!

It took a long time for Ouyang Mengjiao to understand the meaning behind Huang Xing's words. She had actually rushed out of the house to watch, but in the end, she also covered her mouth and returned back to her room, giving Huang Xing a deep hug.

Huang Xing straightened his chest as he spoke with a loud voice: "Of course!"

Ouyang Mengjiao reached out and patted Huang Xing's butt: Come again tonight!

Huang Xing pleaded for mercy.

When they arrived at the company in the morning, Deputy General Manager called Huang Xing over to her office.

Fu Zhenxin was only in her early twenties, she was a naive person who loved to laugh, and was even a little childish when it came to doing things. However, since Xin Duo company was a family business, as the sister of General Manager Fu Jie, she still sat in the second chair of the company. Although Fu Zhenxin was lacking in the area of internal management, with her beautiful outer appearance and affinity, she was an expert in foreign affairs. Sister Fu Jie was mainly flying back and forth in Jinan, Shenzhen. There was a Branch in charge of producing mobile phones and other digital products in Shenzhen. Fu Zhenxin, on the other hand, had come to Ji Nan's side, mainly to build a relationship with the telecommunications sector.

You can't imagine a female vice president of a company, who looks like a laughing loli. Her initial impression on Huang Xing was very good. Fashion but not ostentatious, lovely yet not coquettish, sexy yet not fake. She liked to wear an orange Korean dress, a short skirt over her knees, and medium-heeled shoes. A pair of flesh-colored stockings wrapped around her long, beautiful legs. She liked to think, to think with her pretty little head tilted, to hold a pen between her mouth and nose, to move back and forth like a bellows. In addition, her two feet often liked to tap the ground, with a clear frequency that was the same as the speed of her brain processor.

Fu Zhenxin was assigned a task for Huang Xing: Go to the Sea Flowers's shopping mall and do a few wireless public service sales.

Under normal circumstances, after-sales tasks would normally be assigned by the Cao Manager to Huang Xing, but this time, it was personally arranged by the Deputy General Manager. Haihua Shopping Center belongs to a large state-owned enterprise, with an annual operating income of 600 million, belonging to the Lu Tai Business Group. At the end of last year, the company installed 40 mobile wireless landlines for the Haihua Shopping Center, generating revenue for the company gross profit of more than 5,000 yuan, as much as 70, 000 yuan per year in return for calls. With such a big customer, Xin Duo definitely wouldn't dare to slack off.

Fu Zhenxin earnestly instructed Huang Xing to complete this task. She would go to the mobile company to apply for policies, and after that, she would personally go to Sea Flowers to check on them.

Huang Xing agreed as he calculated in his heart. Because his wife, Zhao Xiaoran, was currently working in Haihua Shopping Center. If they met again, how awkward would it be?

But Huang Xing still took the monthly pass and rushed to Haihua Shopping Center.

Accompanied by a staff member of the Sea Flowers, Huang Xing finished two repairs on his mobile phone and then the staff member actually brought him to the Chamber of Commerce, saying that there was a problem with one of the equipment in the Chamber of Commerce. Huang Xing worriedly entered the Chamber of Commerce's office, and the worker immediately recommended Huang Xing to the Business Manager. This recommendation didn't matter, but Huang Xing really wanted to find a hole to hide in. Never would he have thought that in merely a month's time, his wife, Zhao Xiaoran, who lived and died, would suddenly become the manager of the Chamber of Commerce.