Blackstone Code

Chapter 245: Self-discipline, weakness and past

"Good morning, Mr. Bennett!"

As soon as Bennet got out of the car, the bank employees in the parking lot stopped and greeted him with a smile warmer than Chaoyang.

Bennett would also greet them with a smile. At first he was very uncomfortable, because a small role like him in the bank state branch hardly had much sense of presence. People would not be so pleased. The sunshine greeted him. Good morning.

But after coming here, everything has changed.

After he locked the door of the car, he turned around and said hello to the person who greeted him, "Good morning, sir."

The gentleman who was replaced by six points was satisfied in an instant, and his steps seemed to have become a little brisk.

In this atmosphere, greet others all the way until he enters his office.

He felt that his mouth would become numb when he met a few more people, and he recently discovered a very interesting little phenomenon, that is, he remembered the names of most bank staff.

I have to say that this is a very magical small social method. Just saying hello can make others remember their names. Sometimes Bennett has to feel that the office environment of this kind of subordinate organization is much more complicated than that of the branch. .

He had just sat down for less than a minute when his full-time secretary walked in with a tea tray, which contained a pot of steaming coffee and a few small pastries.

His secretary is a girl, about twenty-three or four years old, with long blond hair and a very good figure.

I don't know if it was because the bank heating was relatively hot. The female secretary in a woolen sweater turned a little red and hot. She walked to the desk and put the tea tray on the table.

"Mr. Bennett, your coffee, these are the little pastries I made last night, I hope you can taste it!" The girl was a little nervous, and a little thing like a biscuit fell on the ground. The girl apologized and quickly apologized. Bend over to pick it up.

Watching the girl bend down and make the skirt wrap her hips tightly, Bennett's breathing became a little quicker. He picked up the coffee and took a sip regardless of its slightly higher temperature.

The hot coffee falling into the abdomen not only didn't solve his dryness and dry mouth, but it made his blood boil even more.

"Do you need me to help you?", he asked thoughtfully, and by the way, his hand was pressed on the girl's tight skirt, it seemed that he really just wanted to provide some help to someone.

He could feel that the girl's body seemed to tremble slightly, which made him feel a little reckless, and he quickly retracted his hand to apologize for his recklessness, "Sorry, I didn't notice that it was..."

The girl blushed and hurriedly stood up, apologized and left quickly.

He looked at the closed door, and then stopped his gaze in the coffee cup in front of him, as if he saw something in the slight ripples on the surface of the coffee.

The warm and soft touch just now seemed to be still echoing in his heart, and he sighed faintly. Young is good.

Bennett is only forty years old this year, but he is well maintained, making him look only thirty-six or seventeen years old.

He was actually married, and his wife was not the result of his free love, but a deal.

His wife’s father was the middle-level manager of the bank, and with these relationships, he successfully entered the bank, but he was a little disappointed that his wife’s husband did not provide him with much help afterwards, because he The wife's father suddenly fell to the ground during a party. Although he was sent to the hospital in time, he also lost his ability to work.

From then on, Bennett could only work in the bank alone. He did not have a strong pursuit of money. On the one hand, his wife’s family was very rich, and he himself had worked in the bank for so many years, whether it was legitimate The income is still illegitimate, not small.

He knows very well that now he is dealing with money, and all he gets is some small money. He can't ruin his future for some money that is not too much for him.

When his position has a new promotion in the future, his income in all aspects will also increase. From a long-term perspective, strict self-discipline can help him go further.

He does not have any other bad hobbies, nor does he gamble.

It may be because his marriage originated from a transaction, and his attitude towards his wife at home maintained a weird respect, even a bit...low.

His wife also often satirized him with the purpose and implementation of his marriage to him, which made it harder for him to raise his head at home, especially after his wife's father was paralyzed, and his wife became a little worse.

This gives Bennett a very special hobby. He likes to go to the strip bar when he has enough personal time to get in touch with the strippers.

In addition, he does not have any bad hobbies, even this hobby is legal.

Striptease bars do not provide childcare services. According to federal law, only when a certain process and money transactions are involved can they be recruited and..., but the behavior of strippers is not counted, because most of them use hands or other What, this is not within the control of federal law.

This is his only personal hobby, and it's still legal.

He never messed with women in the office, even though he knew how filthy the banking system was, the lower the bottom, the filthy, but he did not join in, but kept himself clean.

He doesn't want his future to be destroyed by himself on some minor issues. He should have lofty ideals and future!

After missing this little surprise that gave him some aftertaste, he began to alert himself, not to let desire control his brain, and he began to focus on his work.

Document after document gradually made him deeply indulged. He liked the feeling that any document must have his signature before it can enter the process. In name, he is Joe Griman’s assistant, but who Everyone knows that the moment he got the approval power, Joe Griman had been emptied by him.

He is the supreme master of this department. All he has to do is to wait quietly, waiting for Joe Griman to finish his work in the middle of the year, when he will take over the job of Joe Griman, just think about it briefly. Can make him feel excited!

The whole day of work is over quickly. Being busy makes people feel that time flies quickly. He and his colleagues greeted him and left the bank and sat in the car. He couldn't help but think of his secretary and that round. Hips.

A trace of evil fire rose in his heart, and he needed to relax.

He directly turned around and drove towards a nearby striptease bar with a good environment. Because of work, his family has not moved here yet. Of course, he may not want to move here. His wife has to take care of her father. She is unwilling to come to this rural place to smell the smell of cow dung, although the streets are here. There are no cows and no cow dung on it.

This gave Bennett a lot of free time for him to do what he wanted to do. He parked the car, lowered the brim of the round-brimmed hat, and stepped into the strip club.

As soon as he walked in here, he smelled a very special smell, and there was a little smile on his face.

He exchanged a box of change from the service counter-in a striptease bar, change is a must-have item for everyone, and it is very useful.

Then he chose a random stage to sit down and asked the waiter to bring him some wine he liked.

Most striptease bars have a highly uniform decoration style. First of all, there will be many different stages inside. There is a circle of bar around the stage. People can sit on the bar to drink and eat. Of course, more of them are throwing change. The striptease performers on the stage performed harder.

What makes Bennett a little uncomfortable is that there are too many people here today, more people than before the strike. There are people everywhere around the bar, and ordinary citizens with sour and alcohol odors. Drunk drinking ~lightnovelpub.net~ while clamoring for the girls on the stage to take off everything else.

The noisy environment makes Bennett a little unhappy. He is an elegant person, and he doesn't want to sit with these people.

Watching handfuls of fives and ten coins were thrown on the stage by people, the girl who barely wore anything in this cold winter jumped more vigorously, and soon she had to take off some of it hot. Clothes to relieve rising body temperature.

After watching for a while, Bennett stood up with the money box. He walked to the quiet VIP service area on the other side. After showing the card representing his VIP status, he came to a hall.

The girls here wear all kinds of clothes, some people wear clothes that nuns only wear, some people wear police uniforms, some people...

Here, as long as people can get the money, the girls can meet all the needs of the guests.

Just as Bennett was preparing to choose a girl in nun's costume, his eyes were attracted by a girl who had just come in from the backstage.

It was a young girl who seemed to be about twenty years old. She wore a very common middle school uniform. What made Bennett unable to look away was the girl's appearance. She looked like her first love.

After a moment of trance, he came back to his senses, and after naming the girl, he entered an empty box.

Soon, the girl in school uniform walked in with a schoolbag slanting, and her slightly immature face was already showing some distressing maturity.

"Sir, before we start, we have some settings..." After getting Bennett's consent, the girl started the game, "Do you want me to be a good girl or a bad girl?"

"Who are you to me?"

"How do you want me to call you?"

Bennett, sitting on the sofa, suddenly became a little expectant.