"The rain is really heavy."
In the General Manager's Office, Qin Ze stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the pouring rain outside.
The rainstorm blurred his vision. The rainwater flowed down the glass and formed a transparent water film.
"Yes, it's annoying. It rains from time to time in the South." Wang Zijin sat on the sofa not far behind him and made tea.
"Rain is better than a sandstorm."
"Sandstorm is better than rain. I hate rain."
"I think Shanghai is better than Beijing."
As a poor soul in the whole country, Shanghai's perverts had a unique pride.
"How can Shanghai compare to the Emperor?"
As a grassroots pervert in the whole country, Beijing's perverts had a domineering air.
"You Beijing pervert want to fight with me, Shanghai pervert?"
"Hmph." Wang Zijin snorted.
In addition to high status and wealth, the people in the two places had one thing in common: they were immune to all kinds of poisons!
It was mid-October. The weather was hot and torrential. It had been raining for a week. Even during the rainy season, such rainfall was rare.
Fortunately, Shanghai's drainage system was very good. Although some parts of the city had serious water accumulation, it did not hinder traffic. Other than a lot of minor problems and frequent subway delays, it did not cause too much inconvenience to the citizens.
The super rain clouds covered most of China. Compared to Shanghai, many other cities were affected by the heavy rain, such as Hangzhou and Guangdong, where his sister was currently located.
She was holding a concert in Guangdong, but because of the heavy rain, it was inconvenient and could only be postponed. She was wondering if she should come back or wait for the rain to pass in Guangdong.
"Ding ding ~"
The phone in his pocket rang.
Qin Ze bit the cigarette and took out his phone. His sister had sent him a video call request.
"Azé, did you miss me?"
In the video call, she had just taken a shower. Her hair was loose, her face was flushed, and her eyes were watery.
She was lying on the bed in a purple nightgown with a low collar. Her cleavage was faintly discernible.
"No." Qin Ze rolled his eyes with the cigarette in his mouth.
"Hmph, heartless little pervert." Qin Bao Bao wrinkled her nose and quietly pulled down her collar. Now, her true colors were exposed, although only half of them were exposed. "Have you thought about it?"
His elder sister, who had escaped the shackles of the ominous omen, was indeed pleasing to the eye.
Good shot!
If the national football team could play such beautiful football, Qin Ze felt that he would lose some of his anger during his teenage years.
As a team, the national football team had obviously gone astray. Their main job was not to play football, but to provide material for splitters.
Qin Ze nodded vigorously. "Yes."
Qin Bao Bao rolled her eyes and complained, "The rain in Guangdong is so heavy, I feel like I'm floating when I walk on the road."
Qin Ze said, "Then stay in the hotel and don't go out during this period of time. Be careful not to drift to Guangdong and lose contact."
This time, he did not accompany his sister to the concert. Qin Bao Bao led a mighty team to Guangdong. There were four assistants, eight security guards, and more than 20 other staff members.
The reason why they chose Guangdong as their first stop was that Qin Bao Bao had voted on Weibo. There were a total of six cities, and Guangdong had the highest number of votes.
The people in Guangdong felt that Qin Bao Bao, a northerner, sang well and was beautiful. They were looking forward to her concert.
Qin Bao Bao was also very surprised. She did not expect that she had so many fans in Guangdong.
"Is there a donation event tonight? I saw it in the group chat." Qin Bao Bao said.
It was a donation event about the floods in several areas.
The entertainment industry spontaneously organized it.
On one hand, it was for public welfare. On the other hand, it was to appease the "public anger". After all, "no one cares about the bones of heroes, but the family affairs of actresses are known to the world".
Everyone felt that the money made by celebrities was too scary. Just a performance, a visit, and hundreds of thousands to millions of yuan in their accounts. A TV series could make hundreds of millions.
Ordinary people might not earn as much money as they did in a week even if they spent their whole lives working.
This was a very desperate thing.
Therefore, many celebrities actively participated in public welfare activities to build up their bright image.
This operation was called giving back to society.
It was like a literary tycoon selling newspapers. From time to time, he would send a small red packet to a group of lousy writers to appease their anger and beg them to let him go.
Although he did not have many copper coins in his pocket.
"I'll go tonight. I'll help you donate your share," Qin Ze said.
As the two great Bodhisattvas of Shanghai's entertainment industry, he and his sister naturally received an invitation.
In the areas where the floods were the most serious recently, the subway and bus stations were flooded. Cars parked on the road could only be seen. People could not walk. They had to take boats to travel.
The news said that this was a once-in-a-century rainstorm … In recent years, it had been a once-in-a-century rainstorm. The natural environment was getting worse.
Fortunately, living conditions were better now. It was not a big disaster. Many people found it exciting and fun. Even the locals posted on Weibo and WeChat Moments to joke about their homes being flooded.
In ancient times, a flood in such a situation would mean the end of a dynasty.
"How much should we donate?" Qin Bao Bao asked.
"One million per person."
"So much?" Qin Bao Bao said softly and pretended to be delicate. "I want to donate less. How about five hundred thousand? You can use the remaining five hundred thousand for my marriage. "
"Considering your status, five hundred thousand is too little. It's hard to explain." Qin Ze said helplessly.
Thousands of Virgin Mary bitches were watching. If he donated less, he would attract more hate.
Qin Baobao pulled her neckline lower, and the two halves blinded Qin Ze's dog eyes.
Qin Ze was speechless.
He was about to say something when he saw his sister in the video pull her collar back in panic. She looked like a shameless sister who had been caught trying to seduce her younger brother. No, it was.
Qin Ze's scalp went numb. He turned around and saw Wang Zijin standing behind him.
Wang Zijin was speechless. She sneered. "It's okay if you don't donate. Five hundred thousand, right? I'll donate five million in the name of the company."
Shameless little bitch. She would not even let her younger brother go.
He was furious.
"Sister Ziwei is indeed a member of the Communist Party. She has high ideological awareness. I'm ashamed of myself." Qin Ze gave her a thumbs up.
"I didn't say I wouldn't donate. It's just one million." Qin Bao Bao rolled her eyes. "Azé, watch her. Don't let her do anything stupid."
She was born in a well-off family. Like Qin Ze, she was only a sister in the Communist Youth League. Whether it was education or the environment she grew up in, she could not be as concerned about the country and the people as Wang Zijin.
She had a small heart, but she had to hesitate when she had too much money.
After the video ended, Qin Ze's cigarette burned out. He threw the butt into the ashtray and pulled Wang Zijin, who was still angry, to his side.
"Um … Don't, don't do this in the office …" Wang Zijin's anger disappeared. She said angrily, "Your mouth is full of cigarette smoke."
"I have Dazzle in my bag. Sister Ziwei, please help me with it." Qin Ze said.
Wang Zijin threw herself onto the other sofa and stuck out her little butt. She opened Qin Ze's bag and rummaged for some chewing gum. She felt a little shy in her heart. She knew that she would definitely be taken advantage of later. Although she didn't mind doing some very forbidden things with Qin Ze, it was only limited to at home and in the office. At most, she could accept kissing.
There were not many things in the bag. Wallet, keys, and a box of Dazzle. Um, and a strange bottle.
Wang Zijin held it in her hand. She looked at it and raised her eyebrows.
Deer blood soft capsules.
"Azé, how did you get this?" Wang Zijin turned around and waved the bottle in her hand.
Qin Ze said, "… Um, the advertiser forced it on me."
Deer Blood Soft Capsules, Yang Qi, Kidney Invigorating, Yang Qi.
In his mind, Su Yu's boasting expression with a thumbs up appeared.
Su Yu bought this thing. She bought two bottles. One bottle was for him, hoping that he could turn the tables next time. The other bottle was for Qin Ze, hoping that his body would get better and better.
At that time, Qin Ze said, "I don't need it. I'm already a fast buck."
Three shots in one second. High speed crazy output.
Later, Su Yu secretly put it in his bag when he was not paying attention?
"Oh." Wang Zijin put the capsule back and did not suspect anything.
Qin Ze breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was an aphrodisiac. If it was replaced with a condom or a small blue pill, he would be finished.
He pulled Wang Zijin into his arms, bowed his head, and wantonly ravaged her wet and soft lips.
"Lipstick?" Qin Ze smacked his lips.
"Um, I'll wash it?"
"No, put some on."
"Then what flavor do you want? I have strawberry, blueberry, and apple here. In terms of color, there are light, pink, and chocolate. "Wang Zijin turned out her lipstick box.
"I like pink lips and black lips."
Five minutes later, Wang Zijin tidied up the messy collar, buttoned up the shirt, and looked at him.
"There's something I want to tell you," she said.
Qin Ze was stunned. He thought, how can you be so hot and do shameful things with me in the office.
"What's the matter?"
"Let's go to Luanshui Town."
Luanshui Town?
Qin Ze was busy.
"Most of the town is flooded," Wang Zijin reminded him.
"Oh, why are we going there?"
"To send supplies and money."
"No, your awareness is too high. You're not in the system now. We just need to donate money. There's no need to go to the battlefield personally."
"We're going to make a show," Wang Zijin said. "We'll help the flood victims a little, and then the media will definitely broadcast your news."
"And then?"
"Then my dad and grandpa will see it. They'll like you more. Then, I'll bring you home before the end of the year. It'll be easier for us to do things."
How scheming.
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