Chapter 0210: My sister gives you a massage in person @ Massage
"How is it? Are you tempted?" Seeing He Qingman's adoring expression, Dongfang Qingcheng asked with a giggle.
He Qingman blushed, stuck out her pink tongue, patted her chest and said: "I'm tempted, but I can't match Master Ye's good conditions... Hehe, it's you, boss... I think
You and Master Ye are a good match..."
Dongfang Qingcheng was startled, then laughed and cursed: "Damn girl, you dare to make a joke on me, don't you want to do it anymore? I will send you to the cleaning room later and let you clean every day!"
He Qingman waved his hands hurriedly and said with a smile: "No, boss, I won't dare to do it next time!"
Dongfang Qingcheng made a few jokes to the secretary, told her about the cooperation with Ye Han, and then asked her to draft a contract immediately. After a while, she showed it to Ye Han so that both parties could sign it.
He Qingman drafted the contract on the computer in the office on the spot. Dongfang Qingcheng and Ye Han drank tea and chatted. Half an hour later, a preliminary contract was placed in front of Ye Han.
"Ye Han, please take a look at this contract first. If there is anything wrong, you can ask Aman to modify it," Dongfang Qingcheng said.
Ye Han picked up the contract and glanced at it quickly, then nodded and said, "Okay, it's settled!"
He took the pen from He Qingman, and with a flourish of the pen, he signed his name on the contract. Dongfang Qingcheng also signed immediately.
"Come, Ye Han, let's drink tea instead of wine to celebrate the success of our cooperation!" Dongfang Qingcheng handed over the teacup in front of her, the joy in her eyes hard to conceal.
Ye Han smiled and picked up the teacup and clinked it with her, then took a sip of tea and said, "Sister Qingcheng, I'll be waiting for you to transfer money to my account from now on!"
Dongfang Qingcheng smiled and said: "Okay, you take out a few copies of your formula first, and I will ask the research and development staff to speed up the development of new products. As long as the effect is good enough, it will not take a few months, and you will have more in your account every month."
Pay a lot of money!"
Ye Han said: "I will give you a few beauty formulas now. How effective they are, you will know after you develop the product and try it yourself. However, this formula must be kept secret! If it is leaked, it will be harmful to you and me.
It’s a big loss!”
Dongfang Qingcheng said: "Listening to what you said so seriously, I am looking forward to your formula more and more."
Ye Han quickly wrote down several formulas and handed them to Dongfang Qingcheng. He said: "These formulas include those for whitening skin, those for removing wrinkles, and those for removing acne... I have already
It’s written in great detail. Your R&D personnel only need to follow this formula and process it into a product that can be sold on the market. Alas, this is what I packed at the bottom of the box, and I’ll give it to you.”
Dongfang Qingcheng took it and took a look at it. She recognized that several of the Chinese herbal medicines were useful for beauty, but she couldn't understand most of them. However, she thought that Ye Han was a famous Chinese medicine expert and would never lie to her. Besides, after the product came out, she would also need to
It will be officially launched to the market after internal experience, so there is no need to worry about any adverse consequences.
If the beauty cosmetics developed based on Ye Han's formulas have good effects, then the formulas in his hands will definitely be priceless.
Dongfang Qingcheng's face became unusually serious, and she carefully put the formula away, and specifically told He Qingman that she was not allowed to tell any third person about the formula without her permission.
After that, Dongfang Qingcheng took Ye Han to the upper floor to visit the beauty cosmetics series produced by the "Qiao Jia Ren" company in recent years, and then went to the lower floor to appoint several skilled technicians to let them
Ye Han experienced a special beauty service project recently launched by "Qiao Jiaren" company for men.
When entering the massage session, Ye Han followed the technician's request and put on a pair of slightly loose large underwear and lay on the massage bed. When Dongfang Qingcheng, who had been accompanying him throughout the whole process, saw his figure, she was so beautiful
His eyes couldn't help but shine, and he praised: "You can't tell, Ye Han, you actually have such a good figure. If you want to be a model, other male models will have no way to survive. How did you get such a figure?"
Ye Han said: "Didn't Minister Chen tell you that I have practiced kung fu? There are not many men who are in bad shape if they focus on practicing martial arts."
Dongfang Qingcheng's eyes were fixed on Ye Han, with a bit of fire in her eyes, as if she wanted to eat him, and she said with a smile: "Is there any Kung Fu suitable for women to practice that can make the figure better? I also want to
Just practice."
Ye Han looked from the top of her head to the tips of her toes and sighed: "Sister Qingcheng, with your figure, you can no longer practice any kung fu."
Dongfang Qingcheng asked in confusion: "Why?"
Ye Han said: "If you gain a point, you will be fat, and if you lose a point, you will lose weight. You should understand this sentence. I think you can just keep your current figure. Any training will destroy this perfection!"
"Ye Han, are you praising me?" Dongfang Qingcheng giggled, and the plump breasts on her chest trembled slightly with the laughter, making people's hearts flutter.
Ye Han said: "I'm just telling the truth. Your figure will definitely make 99% of the women in the world envious, jealous and hateful!"
Dongfang Qingcheng smiled sweetly again, and said with a smile: "Ye Han, Ye Han, your mouth is so sweet, sister, I feel like I drank honey after hearing this! Well, in order to reward you, sister will give it to you personally
massage……"
She stood up, changed into a set of work clothes and came out, then took the position of the female technician and asked the female technician to serve other customers.
On the second to tenth floors of the "Qiao Jia Ren" headquarters building, different beauty service projects are carried out on each floor, specifically providing various beauty services to customers, which can bring a beauty service to the "Qiao Jia Ren" company every month.
This is a huge amount of income, and the total monthly income of the "Qiao Jia Ren" beauty chain institutions across China is a huge fortune.
After the female technician exited, only Dongfang Qingcheng and Ye Han were left in the room.
"Ye Han, how are my massage skills?" Dongfang Qingcheng kept pushing and kneading Ye Han's back with a pair of slender hands. She didn't seem to do this kind of thing often. After a while, her breath became a little messy and she was panting.
"I learned my skills from the best technicians in our company. Alas, it's my first time to serve people, so I'm a little tired..."
Ye Han lay there with his eyes half open and half closed, and said unceremoniously: "You are too strong when it should be light, and you have no strength when it should be heavy... Your skills are, in one word - bad! Two
One word - it sucks!"
"..." Dongfang Qingcheng's beautiful eyes widened, she raised her hand and slapped Ye Han's butt, and said angrily: "Are you so offensive to others? I'm massaging you, but you're picky...
...Don’t press it anymore! Don’t press it anymore! It hurts your self-esteem!”
Ye Han rubbed his spanked butt with his hand and said with a smile: "I'm telling the truth! If the technicians here are as bad as you, then this beauty project of yours can be cancelled!"
Dongfang Qingcheng bit her lip, glanced at Ye Han's butt, couldn't help but slap it again, and said: "Even if my skills are bad, you won't flatter me and make me happy?"
"I'm sorry, I really can't help it, otherwise I would definitely praise you a few words against your will!" Ye Han turned around and touched his back, sighing: "Other people's massage is comfortable, but your massage is not.
It's painful! You massaged me for so long just now. It was too light and too heavy. I kept silent. If it were anyone else, I would have scolded you!"
"Snapped!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he received another slap on the butt from Dongfang Qingcheng. When he turned his head to look at Dongfang Qingcheng, she was squinting at him with her almond-shaped eyes, giggling.
"Damn it, my butt didn't provoke you, but you spanked it three times..." Ye Han saw that Dongfang Qingcheng was always having trouble with his butt. Although the slender hand slapped it like it was scratching an itch, he was a dignified person.
It is really embarrassing for a grown man to be beaten like this by a weak woman.
Ye Han had been bullied by a woman, especially spanked several times by a woman. When had he, Ye Han, encountered this kind of thing? If he hadn't thought about Dongfang Qingcheng's hard work massaging him, he would have gotten up and pushed her onto the bed, taking off his clothes.
He took off her pants and slapped her beautiful buttocks back.
"What's wrong with me just spanking you?" Dongfang Qingcheng curled her little mouth slightly, looked at Ye Han with fiery eyes, and said in a provocative tone: "Don't you still dare to hit me? If you dare to hit me, I will tell my aunt.
go!"
Ye Han was aroused by her, and glanced at her round and perky buttocks. His heart felt hot, and he said with a smile: "Don't talk about your aunt, even if you bring me the King of Heaven today, I won't be able to do it."
Wrong! Well, you hit me three times. If I want to take it back with interest, I’ll hit you five times!"
When Dongfang Qingcheng saw that he had really jumped off the bed and was trying to catch her, she let out a soft "Ah" and turned around and ran towards the door.
"You can't run away!"
Ye Han smiled "haha", and with a sway, he was already behind Dongfang Qingcheng. He wrapped his arms around her exquisite body and strode back to the massage bed, turning her back to him.
, then pressed down on the bed, raised his palm, and slapped her five times in succession.
Dongfang Qingcheng was still struggling. When Ye Han's five slaps fell, her body stiffened at first, and then she collapsed there as if her bones had been taken away, and she whimpered indistinctly.
The sound sounded like a low cry, but also like a soft moan.
Ye Han was startled, and was secretly wondering, thinking that I didn't use much strength these few times, why did she cry?
"Sister Qingcheng...Sister Qingcheng..." Ye Han patted Dongfang Qingcheng's shoulder and called out twice. Dongfang Qingcheng's back was turned to her, with his hands on his face, but he refused to turn around, but he seemed to be sobbing just now.
, the sound that sounded like a moan was gone.
Ye Han grabbed her shoulders with both hands and applied gentle pressure. Dongfang Qingcheng couldn't resist him, and finally turned her body around, but still covered her face with her hands, as if she didn't want Ye Han to see her current expression. (To be continued.)
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