Chapter 407: Chapter 407

The door closed, and Zhang Xiaohao gazed at the two crystal high heels in his hands with pride.

He casually stored them in the Shennong Ring.

He took out a set of black Versace suit and, wearing leather shoes, dressed up like a successful businessman.

"Good morning, Sister Zhou!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

"Good morning, son-in-law!" Sister Zhou replied cheerfully.

He slouched on the sofa and picked up a newspaper to read.

"Zhang Xiaohao, hello there!" Zhou Yating approached, clenching her silver teeth.

"Hmm, not bad! Judging by that complexion, you’ve recovered quite well!" Zhang Xiaohao chuckled.

"Hmph! You just wait, I haven’t finished with you about yesterday!" Zhou Yating said.

After saying that, she turned and entered the washroom.

Soon after, Sister Zhou brought out the prepared meal.

Zhang Xiaohao didn’t stand on ceremony, pulled out a chair, and started eating.

"Grandpa, I’m off to work now," Zhang Xiaohao said.

He put down his chopsticks and walked outside.

He left the villa complex and strolled towards the company.

Upon reaching the company, he managed to clock in just at 9:30.

"Good morning, Mr. Zhang!" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao, Qu Shenyue and a group of security guards saluted him respectfully.

"Mhm, thanks for your hard work, everyone!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded and said.

"Mr. Zhang, you’re the one working hard!" Qu Shenyue and others replied.

"Haha!" Zhang Xiaohao laughed heartily, contentedly riding the elevator up to the higher floors.

He entered the public relations department office.

"Good morning, Mr. Zhang!" A group of beauties greeted Zhang Xiaohao warmly as he returned.

"Good morning, everyone!" Zhang Xiaohao replied.

"Alright, get back to work! Do what you have to do."

After finishing, Zhang Xiaohao headed to his own office.

Just as he was about to reach the door, Zhang Xiaohao stopped.

He felt something was off, as if something was missing.

He looked back and glanced at Wu Qiaoqiao’s desk.

"Eh! Where is Wu Qiaoqiao?" Zhang Xiaohao wondered.

He approached one of the beauties.

"Where is Deputy Director Wu?" Zhang Xiaohao inquired.

"Ah! Mr. Zhang, are you looking for Director Wu?" The beauty asked.

"Yes, where is she?" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Wu, Director Wu, she... she..."

"Do you not want to work here anymore?" Zhang Xiaohao interrupted her dominantly.

"Ah! Mr. Zhang, please don’t fire me!" The beauty was startled.

She rushed over immediately, hugging Zhang Xiaohao’s arm and rubbing it against her chest back and forth.

"Ergh!" Zhang Xiaohao was speechless, thinking irritably, do all women know this trick?

But well, it was still quite comfortable.

"Tell me where Director Wu is! Otherwise, pack up your things and go to the finance department to get your salary!" Zhang Xiaohao threatened deliberately.

"No, Mr. Zhang! I’ll tell you, I’ll tell everything!" The beauty begged urgently.

"Director Wu’s family had some trouble, she’s been arriving very late these past few days, probably around ten o’clock before she gets to the company."

"Trouble, you say? Do you know what happened?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"It seems Director Wu’s father gambled and accumulated a mountain of gambling debts, and the creditors, having no way to get their money, pressed him until he had no choice but to hide at Director Wu’s place," the beauty explained.

"Alright, keep up the good work! I was just teasing you just now," Zhang Xiaohao said, patting her shoulder.

You really can’t say, every woman in the public relations department is a beauty.

Their figures are lithe, their skin maintained so tender and moist.

And their touch is really not bad, soft, with a sense of resilience!

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!" The beauty was excited.

Zhang Xiaohao turned and entered his own office.

Sitting in the boss chair, he picked up the phone on the desk and dialed Wu Qiaoqiao’s mobile number.

The phone rang for a while before being answered.

"You must get to the company by ten o’clock! If you’re not there on time, don’t bother coming in again." After speaking, Zhang Xiaohao hung up the phone directly.

"Thump thump!" The door was knocked at this moment.

"Who is it?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Mr. Zhang, it’s me! Lin Xiaowen," Lin Xiaowen said.

"Mm, come in," nodded Zhang Xiaohao.

The door opened, and Lin Xiaowen walked in, dressed in a black OL professional short skirt, paired with black stockings, and high heels.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang!" Lin Xiaowen said sweetly.

"Xiao Wen, come here and sit," Zhang Xiaohao pointed to his thigh and said.

"Mr. Zhang, is this appropriate?" Lin Xiaowen hesitated and said.

Zhang Xiaohao looked at her calmly and kept silent.

"Mr. Zhang, I was wrong!" Lin Xiaowen said with her head lowered.

She moved her perky arm and walked over with a blushing face.

"Do you know where you went wrong?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Mm," Lin Xiaowen nodded.

"Well, let’s hear it then," said Zhang Xiaohao, shrugging his shoulders.

"I shouldn’t have gone against Mr. Zhang’s words," Lin Xiaowen said.

"Good that you know where you went wrong. Lie on the table and stick your bum up," Zhang Xiaohao commanded.

"Mm," Lin Xiaowen shyly complied.

Zhang Xiaohao raised his palm and started to spank her with a smack, smack, smack.

Zhang Xiaohao stopped, feeling satisfied.

"Take a seat!" Zhang Xiaohao said, pointing to a chair opposite him.

"Ah! Mr. Zhang, you don’t want me to sit on your lap anymore?" Lin Xiaowen asked softly.

"I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself and might accidentally devour you," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"I’m willing to let Mr. Zhang eat me," Lin Xiaowen said bashfully.

"Cough! Cough!" Zhang Xiaohao suddenly coughed twice.

"Speak, what did you want to see me for?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Mr. Cheng asked me to come over and tell you to go there for a visit," Lin Xiaowen said.

"Right now?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, puzzled.

"Did you hear what it’s about?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"It seems to be about the new product," Lin Xiaowen explained.

"Mm, let’s go then!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

Saying so, he started to get up to walk outside.

After just a couple of steps, Zhang Xiaohao stopped again.

"What’s the matter, Mr. Zhang?" Lin Xiaowen asked, puzzled.

"You have ten minutes to go tidy yourself up," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Ah!" Lin Xiaowen looked down, noticing her pants were a bit wet, and with a startled cry, hurried into the rest room.

"Luckily I noticed in time, otherwise, if Xue’er found out, that would be troublesome," Zhang Xiaohao said with a wry smile, touching his nose.

Lin Xiaowen walked out calmly, having returned to her previous appearance.

"Let’s go!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

After speaking, he led her upstairs.

They arrived outside Cheng Tianxue’s office and he opened the door and walked in directly.

"Hm? Mr. Zhang, don’t you know to knock when you come in?" Cheng Tianxue said with a frown. Follow current novᴇls on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚~𝙣𝙚𝙩

Zhang Xiaohao shrugged nonchalantly and sprawled on the sofa.

"Master!" Divine Doctor Mo called out excitedly.

He rushed over quickly from the side.

"Wait!" Zhang Xiaohao waved his hand.

"What’s the matter, Master?" Divine Doctor Mo asked, confused.

"How did you end up looking ?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, puzzled.

At this moment, Divine Doctor Mo was disheveled and looked a mess, just like a beggar from the Beggar Gang begging for alms.