Du Juhua enjoyed it so much that she closed her eyes and said, "The intensity is just right. I didn't expect your technique to be quite good."
Xia Chen chuckled and said, "If it weren't for the inconvenience in the office, I would massage your feet today instead of blowing them. My level of foot massage is higher. I guarantee you will be as happy as a god after I massage you."
The old woman blushed at Xia Chen's words, "Bah! Can you touch a man's head or a woman's feet casually? Are you thinking of something good?"
Oh, traditional type.
Xia Chen understood, but continued to speak plainly: "You are absolutely wrong. The pressure of life is already great enough. We can no longer let physical discomfort hinder our spiritual progress, right?"
Du Juhua nodded and said, "That's true."
"In fact, this foot massage originated in my country four thousand years ago. It is part of ancient Chinese traditional medicine. There are many acupuncture points on the soles of the feet. Each acupoint corresponds to an organ. Based on the principle of stimulation, the diseased organs or organs are massaged. The reflex zone of the gland can restore its original function, achieve therapeutic effects, and keep the body healthy. This is science." Xia Chen's words are not nonsense. This guy often massaged the feet of his girlfriends in his previous life. Rich in experience.
Gao Yuan blinked. The girl thought Xia Chen was so knowledgeable. He even knew such obscure knowledge. He was so handsome.
Han Dong also pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
Du Juhua was shocked and said: "It sounds quite reasonable."
Xia Tian smiled and said: "Absolutely, as long as you find the right acupuncture points and use the right techniques, you can effectively remove freckles and beautify your skin."
How can a woman not love beauty, let alone Du Juhua, who is at the age where she looks like a wolf and a tiger.
She is also worried about the freckles on her face. The old man has lost interest in it for several years. With the lack of public food, the number of freckles is getting more and more, which has become a vicious cycle.
Hearing this, Du Juhua immediately asked: "Xiaoxia, do you know where I can get a foot massage?"
Look, this attitude has changed smoothly.
As long as the operation is sexy enough, the aunt has to lower her waist.
Xia Chen shook his head and sighed, "I didn't find it anywhere in the capital."
Du Juhua was a little disappointed, rolled her eyes, and looked at him with burning eyes.
Xia Chen suddenly panicked, "Auntie, you don't really want me to rub your feet, do you?"
I'm better at holding stinky feet, pressing stinky feet...
I was really bragging just now.
I just like to help beautiful women press their feet.
"Then, Xiaoxia, there is no other way?" Du Juhua still didn't give up.
"There is a way..."
Xia Chen had just said half a sentence when he was ruthlessly interrupted by Bi Mingda.
This guy knocked on the table with a pencil and said seriously: "Don't talk nonsense during working hours. Don't think that you can just herd sheep when the manager is not here. What's going on?"
This is a fighter plane!
Xia Chen captured it keenly.
But before this guy could say anything, Du Juhua exploded first, "I'm just talking nonsense, what can you do to me? You really think you're a cadre when I make you an office director, right? You act stern all day long.
Who are you showing your dead face to? Xiaoxia, don’t talk to him, just keep talking!"
Just as he was getting to the point, he was stopped by Bi Mingda, who said, "You must underestimate the fighting power of middle-aged women. If you don't compete with me, who can I compete with?"
Bi Mingda was stunned and blushing, but he didn't dare to talk to Du Juhua. He couldn't afford to offend this woman.
Besides, I was saying this to the new kid, and it seemed that I couldn't commit the crime by breaking up with Du Juhua over a single sentence.
Although he was severely choked, Bi Mingda decisively chose to pretend to be a grandson, lowering his head and pretending to be very busy.
Xia Chen felt more and more interesting. Who would have thought that there would be so many intrigues and intrigues happening in this small and broken company.
The next few days will finally not be as lonely as snow. Dear colleagues, if you continue to write, please don’t care about my feelings.
"Sister, Director Bi is right, you should not talk about personal matters during work hours, right? It's not good after all." He now called Bi Mingda "director".
Is this guy trying to persuade you to make peace?
Wrong, he is clearly trying to stir up trouble.
It's just that I chose it very implicitly.
But comrades, you must not underestimate the understanding ability of our female compatriots. Their ability to pick up the subtle meaning behind the strings is beyond your imagination.
As expected, Du Juhua exploded again: "What a bullshit director! This company's surname is Gu or Bi. He gives orders at every turn and uses chicken feathers as arrows. Damn! I won't accept this! He uses himself as green onion. Who will take it?
He cooks the pot!"
Ha ha ha ha……
Han Dong finally couldn't help it any longer, slapping the table and laughing so hard.
Gao Yuan also lowered her head and shrugged her shoulders.
Bi Mingda's face looked as if he was being blamed. He stood up and said loudly to Du Juhua: "Du, don't go too far! It's okay if you don't want to talk to you. You won't let me go!
"
Du Juhua stopped letting Xia Chen massage her wrists. She stood up suddenly, knocking down the chair. She cocked her neck like a fighting cock and looked at Bi Mingda bravely and tenaciously. What she said also made everyone laugh.
The brain is collectively congested.
"You don't want to talk to me? I still don't want to talk to you. Why don't you just rely on the fact that you came from a government agency to get a salary like 2,580,000 yuan? You act like a big-tailed wolf all day long.
Who are you showing it to? Please make it clear that this is a private company, not your government agency! Stop showing off your official airs with me! My mother won’t tolerate your bad habits!"
Oops!
Her fluency in speaking is almost as good as that of Liang Yinghong.
Xia Chen felt happy and got the news he wanted.
Oh, Bi Mingda turned out to be a government cadre who went to the sea. No wonder he always looks like a leader.
At this time, Bi Mingda was so sprayed by Du Juhua that he could hardly tell the difference between east, west and north. His heart was pounding and he was completely embarrassed. A man's self-esteem did not allow him to be trampled ruthlessly by this stupid woman, but he could not really follow her.
General knowledge, Bi Mingda waved his arm and walked out.
Just leave like that?
Xia Chen was a little disappointed, the combat effectiveness was too low, and the review was negative!
However, he turned around and gave Du Juhua a thumbs up and praised: "Sister Du, you are awesome!"
Du Juhua's face was full of pride: "That's right, don't even look at who the sister is."
There is something in this.
Xia Chen caught it again, "Is it possible that you are a relative of the boss's family?"
Patting Xia Chen on the shoulder, Du Juhua said frankly: "Xiao Xia has good eyesight. Manager Gu of the Beijing branch is my niece, dear. Otherwise, why would I be in charge of the company's finances? You know."
"Understood! In the Qing Dynasty, you are a relative of the emperor." Xia Chen praised him promptly, thinking in his heart, no wonder you, an old girl, are so arrogant and domineering, it turns out that there are people supporting you.
Now it's settled, apart from a smiling Han Dong whose origin is unknown, the identities of Du and Bi in Xiaopo Company have been officially revealed.