How old can harassment be immune to sexual harassment? Roubing thought it was: never. Even though she was well aware of the art and had already mastered the ease of avoidance, she was still disgusted by the touches that left greasy and residual heat on her body.

Harassed

Have you been immune to sexual harassment?

Roubing thought it was: never.

Even though she has already mastered her knowledge and has already mastered the ease of avoidance techniques, she is still disgusted by the touches that leave greasy and residual heat on her body.

Tonight's dinner was Party B invited Party A to dinner, and a group of men finalized the cooperation while drinking. The contract was just a real thing, and it was too stiff to take it out. The woman's smiling faces and flattery were lubricants, making a profit-seeking transaction humane.

Mr. Xiao forced Roubing to accompany him to drink, and specially arranged to sit next to Zhou Yi, the boss of the Party A. The meaning is self-evident.

Roubing was also used to it. She raised her glass to persuade her to drink, picked up food and added tea, and she did it appropriately and naturally.

is just this Mr. Zhou. I have seen it twice before, and it looks like this is not in the air.

Roubing poured him wine, he said he would not drink it, and picked up food for him. He said he would do it himself, and he would politely retract his elbow when eating.

Zhou Yi was wearing a suit and ties, sitting in a straight posture, cherishing his words as gold. The atmosphere of the entire dinner was led by him as if he was in a meeting and negotiating.

Rou Bing wants to ease the atmosphere, and suggests that you will count the number after 7 and 7. If anyone accidentally counts, you will have to drink.

One table of people was able to play hard. After a few rounds, Roubing was fined several cups. Mr. Xiao took advantage of the atmosphere and took the opportunity to chat with Zhou Yi.

Rou Bing cooperated with the wine to Mr. Xiao, but suddenly felt a sticky touch on his legs, and his thighs to buttocks were touched.

She lowered her head slightly, swallowed her saliva, piled up her smiling face, and then poured the wine in Mr. Xiao's glass full.

After the dinner, Mr. Xiao was drunk, and Roubing helped him out of the restaurant and wait for the designated driver in the parking lot.

For a short period of time, she used the side amplitude and step movements to avoid Mr. Xiao's salty hand that climbed her waist countless times.

She walked with a huff, and said carelessly, "It's okay, Mr. Xiao, be careful."

She bent over by the man's strong arms, looked up with difficulty. When she saw a lonely moon, she realized that the night was as late as ink, and she was still bent for five dou of rice.

When entering the parking lot, Roubing met Zhou Yi who was smoking in the lane.

He saw Roubing coming and waved to the driver behind him. The driver hurried forward to help Roubing carry Mr. Xiao.

Zhou Yi said, "Let him send Mr. Xiao home, I'll give you it."

Rou Bing said in his heart. He just looked at this man as a gentleman at the dinner table. Unexpectedly, the wolf only showed his tail now, so he refused him and said, "Mr. Zhou has also drunk alcohol. You can't drive, so there is no need to worry, I'll take a taxi."

Zhou Yi pinched off the cigarette and said, "I didn't drink it, I can give it to you."

Roubing was a little dizzy and couldn't recall whether he had drunk at the table. He said, "Did you not lose the game once? I don't believe it."

Zhou Yi smiled and opened the door of his car and said, "I don't want to lose tonight. Get in the car, I won't eat you."

Roubing felt that he was opening the door in the moonlight, and he was quite boyfriend-friendly, so he didn't be polite to him and got in the car.

Roubing didn't talk to Zhou Yi in the car. He had been at the table all night, and he didn't reply a few words.

She is too lazy to pay attention to him now. After all, the dinner is over and she is off work, so she doesn't want to force herself to curry favor with the father of the Party A.

"I remember you are the project manager, not business. How could you come to such a dinner party?" Zhou Yi asked on his own initiative.

Rou Bing said: "This kind of dinner? Which kind of dinner? Business comes, but the project manager cannot come? Mr. Zhou, are you professionally discriminatory?"

Zhou Yi was choked and said: "I don't mean this. I just want to ask you why you didn't refuse even though you knew you were asked to come and drink with him. This is not something within your work scope, and you should know what you always look like." html l6

"Mr. Zhou, why do you think that when the workplace is off, the leader does not leave, and the employees under your command dare not leave? Why do companies always give more opportunities to male employees than female employees? Why do men say that they have the ability when a man gets a big order? When a woman gets a big order, others have to talk behind the scenes whether she has slept with whom?"

Rou Bing's alcohol comes up, and the nature of the rectum is exposed. A series of rhetorical questions make Zhou Yi speechless.

car arrived at the entrance of the community, and Roubing finally said, "You ask a 27-year-old woman who has a mortgage of 2 million yuan and her mother is still doing chemotherapy. Why do you have to come to the door to touch someone even though she knows she is going to drink with her? Let me tell you, because this is a part of my work that I cannot refuse. Even if I disgusted that man, he is still my boss. He wants to mess with me, and my life will be even more difficult. Does Mr. Zhou have no time to work with someone you hate?"

Zhou Yi looked at Roubing's expression that tried hard not to let tears flow down, sighed, reached out and pushed the messy hair on her forehead behind her ears.

"Sorry, your hair is messy, it's me that I have exceeded the rules."

I don't know if the overtone he said was an inappropriate problem, or if he fiddled with her hair. In short, Zhou Yi's words were as gentle as a breeze, which made people intoxicated.

There were no stars that night. The cold wind blew through the car window. The moon reflected on the small mirror of the reversing mirror, which was particularly bright. Rou Bing looked at the moon for a while, said "good night" to Zhou Yi, and got out of the car.

occupational

Rou Bing accompanied her mother to the hospital for follow-up visit. The doctor said that colon cancer postoperative chemotherapy is recommended for better drugs, of course, if the conditions at home allow.

Roubing didn't tell her mother, and thought about it. According to the chemotherapy plan, it would be at least 400,000 yuan. In addition, she really couldn't afford the mortgage she had to pay every month. In the past few years, she and her mother had no deposits in her hands to pay the down payment of the house.

The only solution to the problem is only one - selling a house.

Roubing went back to the company to take annual leave and handed over the project progress of Zhou Yi's company to the new project manager to follow up. She wanted to sell the house at a good price this week.

The selling of a house was much smoother than she thought. She thought the taxes and fees were too high in the central city, so it would be difficult to take action. Unexpectedly, after just one day of hanging out at the agency, a vice president of a listed company named Qin Ye wanted to buy an apartment for her girlfriend near the company. She happened to be interested in her house, but she didn't even bargain and the deal was completed soon.

Rou Bing redeemed the building and paid off all debts. He transferred the house and bought medicine for his mother. After counting it, she bought the house for two years. The premium for is just her mother's medicine money.

But that's fine. The deposit is back and the debt is gone. Roubing's life seems to have gone through a cycle and returned to the starting point.

The first day after returning to the company's work, Mr. Xiao came to Roubing's office to make trouble. After saying a lot of nonsense about his father and scolding his mother, Roubing finally understood the crux of the problem: the two backbone engineers of the technical department resigned, and Zhou Yi's company's project progress was delayed, so he was afraid that it would not be delivered on time.

Mr. Xiao turned around and closed the office door and said to Rou Bing: "You are responsible for the project. The progress cannot keep up with it and cannot hand it over. You have to give me an explanation." Before the

chapters were finished, Mr. Xiao's thick fingers had already climbed to the corner of Rou Bing's skirt.

What he wants is extremely dirty.

Roubing held back the nausea, quickly sat down and cleaned up the tea set, and said, "Oh, delayed progress is common. Mr. Xiao, please calm down, I will make you a cup of tea."

Mr. Xiao touched his hand empty and felt unhappy. Roubing slipped in his hand like a loach many times. He was already impatient, so he took out the leader's airs and said, "If you don't find a way to catch up with the progress in this matter, don't do it in my group."

Roubing saw that he was annoyed and could not play Tai Chi anymore, and said, "The technical department left and no one did it. This progress will definitely not be able to catch up. Just ask Mr. Zhou to agree to delay the online test time."

Mr. Xiao sneered and said, "You can do it Zhou Yi? He has always been doing business."

Roubing thought of the series of rhetoric questions she said to Zhou Yi that night, and she was worried. If she had known, she would be restrained. It seems that offending the financial boss's father would be punished at any time.

Now, she never wants Mr. Xiao’s dirty thoughts to succeed. The two evils are the least, so she can only bite the bullet and deal with Zhou Yi.

She called Zhou Yi's secretary and had a date time. Unexpectedly, there was a reply soon. Zhou Yi was free of time for the weekend afternoon to ask her for afternoon tea.

That day, Roubing dressed up carefully. Although it was a weekend and afternoon tea, she still wore a professional suit in such a leisurely scene. She wanted Zhou Yi to understand that she saw him really just because of work.

The sun in the warm afternoon has a hypnotic effect.

Zhou Yi wore a smoke-gray casual coat and sat in the window seat drinking black tea leisurely. Seeing Rou Bing's neat professional suit, he tied his hair meticulously and walked towards him with a laptop. He put down the teacup, raised the corners of his mouth helplessly, and stood up to welcome her to sit next to him.

Roubing's butt just got stuck in the chair, and he opened his notebook and said quickly, "Mr. Zhou, I know you are busy, I will say it quickly, and it won't delay your rest time."

Zhou Yi was slow and asked Roubing: "I'm not in a hurry, so you can say slowly, what tea do you drink?"

Roubing had no intention of drinking tea, so he started to explain to Zhou Yi endlessly about the delay in the project progress.

"Of course, no matter what the reason, it must be our problem if the progress is late. I apologize to you. We must step up the construction period, but there may be no way to go online on schedule. Please give us more grace for one week."

Zhou Yi listened to her summary speech, smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, and could not see his emotions. He just asked Roubing softly: "So, what tea do you drink?"

Roubing couldn't be fooled by him. Didn't it mean that Zhou Yi was famous for being selfless and doing his business?

She had already explained her purpose. In order to prepare for the arguments to convince him, she practiced these meeting content all night. Now she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but he only asked her what tea she drank? Did he think she was here to chat?

"No intention to offend, I saw that you said so much, you should be thirsty," Zhou Yi asked the waiter to serve a cup of black tea like him and continued, "What you said, Mr. Xiao had explained to me the day before yesterday. I asked the team to evaluate it and can be implemented according to our previous risk plan. The loss is within a controllable range. I can promise to delay delivery by one week."

Rou Bing breathed a sigh of relief, but after careful reminiscing about Zhou Yi, he seemed to have something in his words, so he asked, "You can agree, so have you agreed to Mr. Xiao to postpone it?" ”

Zhou Yi sank his eyes and said, “No, I didn’t agree to him. "

" Why? "

" If I promised him easily, how could it reflect the difficulty you made to convince me? "Zhou Yi directly expressed his intention and said, "I want to give you this project." "

Party A's father certainly has the right to designate the project leader of Party B, but there was no pie falling from the sky. Roubing closed the notebook and knew in his heart that this was no longer a business.

She looked at Zhou Yi and said, "Since Mr. Zhou has already said so directly, then what you want to get from me can also say it directly. "

Zhou Yi saw that she had a bad tone and explained: "You spend the most time on this project. I just want to help you get the right to speak, and it will not be restricted by Mr. Xiao, so it will be more convenient to promote it in the future. Roubing, I have something I want to get from you, but it has nothing to do with your work. "

Although the words were not broken, Zhou Yi's thoughts on Roubing were like a piece of cellophane, and it was broken with one stab.

Roubing is used to flattery in the workplace. Men and women who play tricks on the scene are still resistant to Zhou Yi's hint.

Man's words are like bait for hooking people. Roubing will not easily hook, and fantasize about love.

is just the flowing light in Zhou Yi's eyes when he speaks, which always makes her think about it constantly.

alcohol content

In the next month, Rou Bing steered in the technical department to watch the progress, and the other was in a rental house and hospital to accompany her mother for chemotherapy.

When working overtime, Rou Bing would occasionally receive text messages of concern to Zhou Yi, chatting for a few words, saying good night to each other. Is this ambiguous, and she couldn't say it clearly. She felt that talking to Zhou Yi was very comfortable, without pretending to be meticulous, and she could express her thoughts with the first sentence that popped up in her mind. She could express her thoughts with the first sentence that popped up in her mind. .

No matter how direct and harsh her words were, he could gently catch them. On the day when the

project was launched for testing, Roubing took his colleagues from the technical department to Zhou Yi's company to deliver, and Zhou Yi arranged a dinner in the evening.

Roubing knew that Zhou Yi didn't like drinking, but he couldn't help but wonder if his colleagues said that he had a very poor alcohol tolerance, so he suggested playing every 7 times.

Zhou Yi did not have the last time, and he was wrong several times , After a few laps, he had been fined 5 glasses of wine, and his face flushed.

His skin was white and his blushing was even more obvious. Roubing was really afraid that he would feel uncomfortable if he drank too much, so he blocked a few glasses of wine and even said he would not play anymore.

After the meal, the driver came to pick up Zhou Yi, and Roubing helped him sit in the back seat.

Zhou Yi didn't make a fuss when he was drunk, and held on to the last bit of sobering and said good night to Roubing.

Roubing was stunned and asked him, "Didn't you lose once last time? Why did all the martial arts be useless this time? ”

Zhou Yixiao said: “I want to lose today. "

" Why? ”

Zhou Yi said: "You all know why, and you always ask me, you are the one who should answer the questions. "

is the street in the cold night again, and half of the adult conversation is also about the conversation between half. Roubing felt that Zhou Yi pretended to be angry at this moment, as innocent as a child.

She looked at the bright moon in the sky. There were stars tonight, and she didn't want to be a lonely ghost in the cold night anymore. She sat next to Zhou Yi and asked the driver to drive.

The car drove past the street where Zhou Yi once sent her home and drove into the familiar community.

Roubing looked at the door number of the house she just sold in surprise.

Zhou Yi coldly grabbed Roubing's hand and opened the password lock with her fingerprint.

"Mr. Zhou, can you explain what this is going on?"

Zhou Yi led Roubing into the house and said, "I didn't change the lock. I added my fingerprint. I will take your mother back tomorrow. The rental house next to the hospital is not very good and the rest is not good."

"Zhou Yi! The person who bought my house is not you. What's going on?"

Roubing's heart is already in a mess. This man may have done much more for her than he did.

"I asked Qin Ye to buy your house," Zhou Yi scratched his head in a bad mood and said, "I paid the money, the property rights are still with him. He is my childhood friend. It's okay, don't worry, you can live there."

"Why?"

"Hey, you asked why again," Zhou Yi pulled out his tie and sat on the sofa and said, "I want to help you, give you money directly. You will definitely not want it. Buying your house is better than asking you for you. It's much easier to be obedient."

Roubing calmed down, sat on the sofa, poked Zhou Yi's red face with his finger, and said, "What do you want me to listen to you?"

Zhou Yi held Roubing's hand tightly and said, "Kiss me."

Roubing didn't expect him to be so direct, but she was also excited. Her fingertips brushed the hairline behind his ears, gently touched his cheek, and kissed his lips deeply.

htmlThe April night was cold, and the soft Bing was wrapped and firmly wrapped in Zhou Yi's arms. She tossed and sunken in his body, absorbing his body temperature and tenderness, and enjoying the tenderness of his caressing.

sex, only what the loved one gives is beauty.

Even though she sees through the false love of men and women and hates the disgust and depression caused by sexual harassment, she still wants to work hard to love sincerely, and still wants to enjoy the experience of believing that sex is a soft and pleasant feeling.