Gao Leng waited for a while, but didn't receive Mu Xiao Leng's reply, and he didn't take it to heart. After all, he just called her and didn't answer the phone, presumably he didn't hear it.

After I had dinner and went to Zhonghai City for a while, it was dark.

Miss Tang, the personnel manager of Tianren Media, has been waiting not far downstairs, and the call is still very sweet: "Mr. Gao, I'm on the opposite street downstairs, come here."

After all, it came to dig people, and the car stopped on the opposite side.

I walked over in a swift way, and I saw a red beetle parked on the opposite side from a distance, and seeing him coming, the beetle opened the door, a pair of beautiful legs in black stockings stretched out, a big wave curled black hair The woman who got out of the car, bends slightly after seeing the high cold, her temperament is very intellectual, this is Miss Tang.

"General Manager Gao." As soon as Gao Leng arrived near the car, Miss Tang enthusiastically stretched out her hand, held Gao Leng's hand, and walked in. Only then did Gao Leng discover how Miss Tang seemed familiar... …

The exquisite eye makeup under the long eyelashes and the Danfeng eyes appear to be a little more charming in intelligence, and the tall figure puts on the red slender high heels to the cold shoulder, the height is at least about 1.72 meters.

"Miss Tang, do you look familiar?" Gao Leng shook hands, Miss Tang opened the passenger's car door and he quickly sat in.

I have to say that this Beetle's car woman is good to drive. It looks small on the outside, but the inside design is very reasonable and spacious. Miss Tang sat in the driver's seat, buckled the seat belt, and sneered at Gao Gao: "You see me familiar? Think about it, where did you see me?"

Gao Leng looked at Miss Tang, and only felt that these Danfeng eyes had the charm of a classical beauty, such a tall and elegant figure...

It seems that there is no such friend around him, recalling the memory of the former master Gao Leng, nor does he know the familiar Miss Tang in front of him.

"There are not many people I know." Miss Tang sneered at Gao Gao very ambiguously, "It seems that Mr. Gao likes bikinis on weekdays."

With such a small dial, Gao Leng only felt that his mind suddenly froze. He stared at Miss Tang, and Miss Tang leaned back and moved the hair near Gao Leng's neck with his hand. Going to the other side, showing a beautiful neck, his hands slowly slipped down, and the beautiful legs were intertwined.

A series of actions are extremely sexy, completely different from the intellectual temperament just now.

"You...you are...oh! I know!" Gao Leng was surprised and slapped his thigh. He never expected that Miss Tang, the personnel manager of Tianren Media, was actually a man erotica. Bikini girl with magazine.

This **** magazine specializes in photographing all kinds of bikini beauties on the beach. In the hands of a small group of people in China, this magazine has been classified as a classic. Since Gao Leng called Xingsheng, he often bought it.

No wonder it looks familiar.

"That's just my hobby. I'm retiring now. I didn't expect you to recognize it." Miss Tang smiled charmingly and returned to her intellectual temperament again, and said lightly.

"I'm very impressed with your picture, the figure is really..." Gao Leng said this, feeling wrong, and quickly concealed what he was going to say next, and sat down, but just swept away at her.

Miss Tang in the clothes has a good figure, but I don't know if it is as good as the picture.

You should know those few bikini photos of Miss Tang, one is lying on the beach, with rough top and proud long legs, beautiful in the sea and sky, and the other is even more fire-breathing, she is wearing a T-shaped The trousers were facing the sea, with their backs turned back and smiled, the smile was clear, but the condom was biting on the mouth, the eroticism and innocence intertwined.

Especially the buttocks in thongs...

It was this photo that made Gao Leng a deep memory.

"Mr. Gao, our boss is waiting for you in a private cafe, shall we go by now?" Miss Tang asked softly. Unlike the wildness in the photo, she was very intellectual at this time.

Gao Leng nodded.

The car drove to the parking lot under the bookstore. The cafe was in the alley. Miss Tang and Gao Leng walked side by side.

"It's right in front. Although this cafe is not big, it's very punctual. You'll know after a taste." Miss Tang seemed to come often and led the way with a smile. Under the street lamp, Miss Tang, who was walking in the front, twisted her waist, her hips were extremely sexy, which made people want to stop.

Gao Leng glanced a few times, and put it aside as usual. He fantasized about Miss Tang, but today, he thought of Mu Xiao Leng in his heart.

How should I put it, there is a feeling of wanting to vent on Xiao Leng's body even if other women are already fully wound. This feeling appeared in the cold life for the first time, leaving him endless aftertaste.

Gao Leng had several women, various postures and various techniques.

But he was addicted to Mu Xiao Leng. Whether it was psychological or physical, Xiao Leng's jerky and skillless cooperation, slightly frowned painful brows, and pure body that only he had seen made him want to stop.

Unable to help it, Gao Leng stopped and called Mu Xiao Leng again.

Shut down.

Gao Leng frowned, suddenly feeling restless again in his heart.

"Mr. Gao, here, please come in." Miss Tang pointed to a coffee shop in front of her. This coffee shop opened deep in the alley, looks very ordinary outside, the only difference is that other coffee shops are all It is welcoming guests, but this one needs to enter the handprint password to enter.

Gao Leng understood that this is a private store.

What is a private store? That is, only people familiar with the coffee shop owner, who have entered the fingerprint password, can enter the shop for consumption. This kind of shop is not open to the public, and ordinary people can't reach it.

This kind of private store has a lot of background.

As soon as I entered the door, a warm smell of coffee floated over, and a young girl at the bar smiled and nodded at Miss Tang: "President Li is in the back room, please come in." He said, pointing inside.

This coffee shop is not large, and the interior decoration is extremely elegant. Unlike the compartments of other cafes, this coffee shop has no compartments, all with closed doors, about four or five. The boss of Tianren Media is in the innermost one.

Pushing the door and entering, I saw President Li sitting in his seat, his complexion was not very good. After seeing Gao Leng coming in, he quickly got up and shook hands enthusiastically: "Oh, President Gao, please sit down."

As soon as she sat down, Miss Tang took a small order card from the table and handed it to Gao Leng. Gao Leng looked at it, and she was speechless.

Blue Mountain Coffee: 2000 yuan

Shangdao Coffee: 3000 yuan

Cat Shit Coffee: 10,000 yuan

...

It was indeed a private store, and Gao Leng became more and more certain in his heart. Yu Guang looked around. There are many bottles and jars in this room of only 10 square meters, many of which are new porcelain at first sight.

"Drink some tea." Gao Leng was not interested in coffee, looked at the price of the tea behind, and was speechless again.

West Lake Longjing: 5000

Taihu Biluochun: 2000

Huangshan Maofeng: 6000

Lu'an melon slices: 3000

This is not tea, but blood.

Behind this cafe, what is hidden is not the price on the bright side. Gao Leng smiled lightly and said, "Then come to West Lake Longjing."

Miss Tang quickly stood up: "Mr. Li is still the same, right? I'll go out and order."

This kind of private store pays attention to privacy, and there will be no waiters in the room. Naturally, you have to order by yourself.

President Li, who came to this kind of private store, at the moment when the carrion case had just been exposed, among them, there was a way to get a little further, Gao Leng thought.