[Urban] A Life in Beijing (Complete) - Part 3

Chapter 5

Looking at his watch, it was almost 5:30. Jianguo and Caoshan left the office. They took a car back to their lodgings. Jianguo treated them, ordering two plates of fried noodles and a bunch of meat skewers at a nearby Xinjiang restaurant.

"Jianguo, sales is too tough. I don't think I'm suited for it." Today was a big blow to Caoshan. He never imagined that others would treat him like he was nothing, and seeing Jianguo doing so well made him a little jealous.

"Sigh, don't be so discouraged. Nobody's start out with smooth sailing. Sales is all about building relationships. Business is about getting people interested, but who gets the business depends on the relationship. Just treat it as making friends—fair-weather friends, friends who give you money." Jianguo was older than Caoshan and had taken good care of him in school; now he was like an older brother, offering encouragement.

"I'm terrified of dealing with strangers. They're all so cold," Caoshan said, looking down.

Jianguo laughed and said, "Building a client base is like playing Spider Solitaire. It's difficult at first, you can't figure it out, but as long as you persevere, it gets easier and easier. Once you've spread your network, you can just sit back and wait to reap the rewards. Now I contact my clients by phone whenever I have free time. If we're close, we go out for a meal, a bath, or some fun. Then the advertising and stuff will naturally come. In the end, it's about making friends. The more friends you have, the easier it is to get ahead."

Cao Shan took a sip of beer and smiled bitterly, saying, "Damn, I wish I could jump straight to where you are. Developing clients is so damn hard."

Jianguo also picked up his beer bottle and clinked it with Cao Shan's, saying, "Keep up the good work. Look at me, I basically don't have to worry about orders now, and I even have a public relations allowance. I eat and play with clients. That chubby girl at the front desk is just a treat for me, something to amuse me. The really good ones are the ones I go out with. Last week, she took me to see some models. Damn, those tall guys, it was so much fun."

Cao Shan didn't expect Jianguo, who came from the mountains, to be living such a comfortable life now, and couldn't help but ask. "Models are all pretty tall, right? About the same height as Qu Yan."

Jianguo chuckled when he heard Cao Shan say that. "Damn, who? Qu Yan? Don't be ridiculous. Qu Yan is so big and burly, while models have such petite figures, slim waists, and small butts, so attractive. Qu Yan is just a saleswoman; a woman that strong is destined for hardship. If she wants to enjoy life with her body, she doesn't have the assets." Jianguo had absolutely no feelings for Qu Yan. And rightly so, Qu Yan's type wasn't exactly a heartthrob; she was only popular with a select few, leaning towards the unconventional.

Cao Shan agreed with Jianguo; Qu Yan worked hard all day.

"Good luck to everyone," Cao Shan said heavily, downing his beer in one gulp.

While Cao Shan and Jianguo were chatting, Haibo and Qu Yan got off the bus. They saw Cao Shan and Jianguo but didn't greet them. They weren't in the same major or class at school, so they barely kept in touch. It was only after graduation, when they rented an apartment together, that their relationship became closer. Cao Shan and Jianguo were good buddies, so they naturally got along well. Qu Yan and Hai Bo were a couple and had their own little world.

Another reason was that on the bus home from work today, Hai Bo noticed a short man sitting opposite him frequently glancing at Qu Yan, occasionally staring at his girlfriend's long, white legs. Qu Yan was very tall, with long legs and a large bust; she was incredibly sexy. Hai Bo was always disgusted by strangers' gazes that seemed to violate his girlfriend, but at the same time, he felt a strange sense of pleasure. Seeing that man staring at Qu Yan's tall, sexy body, those long, thick, white legs, swallowing hard, Hai Bo felt a surge of superiority. He could always have what others couldn't, and for someone living at the bottom of society, this feeling was enjoyable. Of course, he was in a rare good mood today. Although he wasn't very sexually capable, Qu Yan's body was incredibly alluring. Even though he always felt a bit powerless when making love with her, he always felt a sense of wanting more and more, making him unable to resist. Today, taking advantage of Cao Shan's absence, he wanted to hurry back and have a good time with Qu Yan.

As the two went up the stairs, Qu Yan walked in front, and Hai Bo supported her waist, pushing her forward, while casually touching Qu Yan's plump buttocks.

Qu Yan gently slapped Hai Bo's hand, coquettishly saying, "What's wrong with you today? You seem a little too excited."

Hai Bo chuckled, took two steps forward, put his arm around Qu Yan's waist, and said with a smile, "I think you look especially beautiful today. So many men have been staring at you all the way here."

Qu Yan pretended to be angry and hit his shoulder, saying, "You're so annoying! Do you want your wife to be stared at

like that?" Hai Bo, while touching Qu Yan's big buttocks, said, "Of course I don't want that, but seeing how eager those men are, practically drooling, they can only look on, not do what I want."

Qu Yan also laughed and put her arm around Hai Bo's shoulder, saying, "What else do you want?"

"You'll find out when we get inside." Hai Bo's voice changed with excitement.

If Qu Yan weren't so tall, Hai Bo would have carried her inside. Hai Bo kicked the door shut, then impatiently hugged Qu Yan, burying his head in her full breasts and kissing her passionately, his hands busily pulling at Qu Yan's clothes, carrying her to the bed.

"Oh dear, slow down! I took off my heels, I almost twisted my ankle, slow down!" Qu Yan was a little taller than Hai Bo, but with the height of her heels, Hai Bo's head was just above Qu Yan's chest when he lowered his head slightly. Hai Bo kissed Qu Yan's large breasts through her clothes, his hands holding her wide, plump buttocks, and he tumbled onto the bed like he was wrestling. Qu Yan stumbled in her heels, and Hai Bo pressed her down onto the bed.

"Qu Yan, come on, take off your clothes, let me fuck you! Quick, let me fuck you!" Hai Bo's eyes were shining with excitement.

He hadn't been living with Qu Yan for long, but her tall, strong, and sexy body still held a great attraction for Hai Bo. From the longing gazes of the men in the car, Hai Bo saw even more of Qu Yan's sexiness that he had usually overlooked. She was so alluring, so captivating to men. Thinking of those lecherous men staring blankly, and seeing his girlfriend lying on the bed about to be penetrated, Hai Bo was extremely excited.

He unbuttoned Qu Yan's clothes, quickly ripped them open, and unhooked her bra. Qu Yan's snow-white breasts swayed in front of him, making her giggle. "Haibo, be gentle, you're tickling me.

Hey, what's the rush? I'm not going to run away." "I can't wait any longer, I'm going to fuck you now! Fuck you! Let those bastards who spied on you and took advantage of you on the bus go to hell, only I can fuck you, such a tall and fat body, so fucking sexy."

Haibo cursed as he pressed down on Qu Yan, greedily kissing his girlfriend's full and plump breasts. The two swayed on the bed, their beautiful breasts swaying with them. Qu Yan lay on the bed, pinned down by Haibo. Seeing her boyfriend pounce on her like a hungry wolf, she felt excited too. Usually, Haibo was too tired from work, and at night he was always willing but unable to have sex. He also had to get up early the next day, so they didn't make love often. But today was different, like returning to their first night together. Qu Yan's breasts were already numb and tingling from Hai Bo's kneading and kissing, and her lower body was hot and moist, as if it were leaking water. Qu Yan held Hai Bo's head in her hands, rubbing his thick hair, and let out soft moans.

Hai Bo buried his head in Qu Yan's large breasts, feeling her hot breath on his face, which aroused his desire even more. Hai Bo didn't care about stripping Qu Yan naked anymore, he lifted her skirt and pulled down Qu Yan's pantyhose and underwear together. Qu Yan's long legs, without the stockings, looked even whiter and smoother. Her slender feet, one bare, the other holding stockings and underwear, dangled in the air, exposing Qu Yan's plump breasts to him.

Hai Bo excitedly took off his pants, spread Qu Yan's thighs wide, knelt close to the base of her plump white thighs, and took out his penis. Although Haibo's penis was small, it was already rock hard. He rubbed it against Qu Yan's wet vaginal opening a few times before slipping it inside.

"Ah..." Qu Yan felt her boyfriend's hard object inserted into her lower body. Although it wasn't very swollen, she was still incredibly excited. She gently stroked Haibo's arm, moaning softly, enjoying the pleasure her boyfriend brought her.

Haibo, carrying Qu Yan's thick, fleshy legs, huffed and puffed as he thrust into her. He watched as Qu Yan lay supine on the bed beneath him, her full breasts swaying, her long, white legs spread in an M-shape. He was thoroughly enjoying the sensual pleasure she so desired, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He couldn't help but bend down, grabbing Qu Yan's large breasts and kissing her passionately.

Qu Yan saw Haibo's face flushed with excitement and knew he was very satisfied with her body, which made her happy too. Seeing Haibo press down on her, she warmly embraced her boyfriend. Haibo was very strong; although Qu Yan preferred thin men, she also liked her boyfriend's muscular physique, enjoying the feeling of her fingers touching his taut muscles.

What Qu Yan found most unsatisfactory was Hai Bo's size. She had heard of women who could try all sorts of positions with their boyfriends, standing, squatting, you name it. Qu Yan didn't crave those things, but Hai Bo's small penis couldn't even satisfy the most basic needs of the tall and strong Qu Yan. When Hai Bo pressed down on her and kissed her, his penis would slip out a little. It wasn't deep to begin with, and now it was just randomly poking around the entrance, not only failing to relieve the itch but also making it itch more with each thrust. Qu Yan had to raise her large, fat buttocks higher and spread her legs wider. Although it was tiring, it allowed Hai Bo to penetrate deeper.

But even so, Qu Yan didn't enjoy it for long. She felt that Hai Bo's penis was unusually hard today. Although she knew it was because of the men who had been lecherously watching her on the street that had excited Hai Bo, the result was still good. "Ah, ah, husband, so good, ah, harder, faster, ah, ah..." A woman as tall and strong as Qu Yan must have a strong sex drive, even though she was conservative. Hai Bo's penis thrust faster and faster, bringing Qu Yan to the peak of her pleasure. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, ah..." Hai Bo was also fucking her desperately. But just as the pleasure of her vaginal walls being rubbed by the penis and the other pleasure of her clitoris being pulled were gradually merging and pushed to the back of her mind, she suddenly felt Hai Bo thrust hard, and her pussy felt hot. The pleasure that Qu Yan was about to reach orgasm suddenly froze, like a roller coaster, falling from the peak to the trough. She thought to herself, "He came again."

A huge sense of disappointment accompanied Hai Bo as he pulled his penis out, rubbing against her most sensitive nerves, making Qu Yan spread her legs and involuntarily thrust her big buttocks forward a couple of times.

But this made Hai Bo misunderstand. He panted as he wiped his penis with a tissue, laughing as he said, "Wife, look at how hard you're moving down there, are you coming?"

Qu Yan was once again caught in a state of limbo, frustrated but unable to show it, forcing a smile and nodding slightly. She'd been with Hai Bo for months, but he'd never given her a satisfying time. This was Qu Yan's first man, and as a tall, sexy, voluptuous woman with a large bottom and thick thighs, she'd never experienced the pleasure and joy a man could bring her.

"Qu Yan, go to the pharmacy tomorrow and buy some birth control pills. I accidentally ejaculated inside you just now, you're so sexy!" Hai Bo said, pulling Qu Yan close and kissing her. Exhausted from the day's work and the recent intense lovemaking, he was covered in sweat and didn't even bother to shower, pulling the covers over himself and crawling into bed. Qu Yan stood helplessly on the floor, one leg braced against the edge of the bed, emptying her genitals, and took out a tissue to wipe herself. Haibo's penis wasn't big, but his ejaculation was quite substantial. Before Qu Yan could even finish, Haibo was already snoring.

Qu Yan threw the tissue on the floor in annoyance. She could feel the flesh inside her little hole still twitching with excitement, but her boyfriend's penis had shrunk into a worm-like shape. Helpless, she took off her clothes, changed into a nightgown, and prepared to take a shower.

Opening the door, she took a step and was startled, almost screaming. It turned out to be Cao Shan leaning against the wall at the door, having just drunk too much with Jianguo, swaying unsteadily. Seeing the drunken, pitiful Cao Shan, and remembering her recent lovemaking with Haibo, Qu Yan blushed. She hesitated, wondering whether to avoid him or call out to him, when suddenly, Cao Shan hugged her.

Cao Shan and Jianguo had been drinking and chatting, unknowingly becoming completely drunk. Jianguo went upstairs, turned a corner, and went into his room. Cao Shan staggered towards his room. Passing by Haibo and Qu Yan's door, Cao Shan heard the sounds of their bodies slapping together inside and Qu Yan's ecstatic moans. Since moving in, Cao Shan, besides masturbating to porn, had mostly fantasized about Qu Yan. Listening to the lewd sounds from the next room, Cao Shan felt both excited and regretful. He thought that if he hadn't chosen Zhang Ning, he would be the one riding on Qu Yan's tall and sexy body right now. Alcohol numbed his senses, and the sounds of the couple making love in the room captivated him. He unconsciously forgot to open the door. He listened drowsily, standing numbly against the door, and exhausted from the day, he eventually fell asleep.

Suddenly, Cao Shan heard Qu Yan's door open. He groggily opened his eyes, and Qu Yan was already standing in front of him in her pajamas. Bathed in moonlight, Qu Yan appeared before him like a goddess. The alluring, shy moans she had just uttered were hers, like a dream, and now she stood truly before Cao Shan. Perhaps it was the pent-up desire of too long, or perhaps the aphrodisiac effect of alcohol, but Cao Shan didn't know where the courage came from, and he suddenly embraced her.

The 1.78-meter-tall Qu Yan was embraced by Cao Shan, who, even with shoes, was only a little over 1.7 meters tall. Cao Shan's head rested gently on Qu Yan's shoulder, his face pressed against her heaving breasts, so soft, so sensual.

These past few days, Cao Shan had repeatedly overheard people spying on Qu Yan; her tall, muscular, and sexy body had become the entirety of his desire. Cao Shan didn't care about anything else; even if Hai Bo came out at this moment, discovered him embracing his girlfriend, and broke up with him, he didn't care.

Qu Yan, held tightly by Cao Shan, was even more bewildered. Hai Bo had aroused her, making her feel hot and itchy all over. She planned to go to the bathroom to take care of herself in the shower, but unexpectedly, Cao Shan grabbed her as soon as she stepped out. She froze, panicked, unsure what to do. She smelled the strong odor of alcohol on Cao Shan; he must have drunk quite a bit. Cao Shan's body was so thin and small, clinging to her like a child, so endearing. Qu Yan looked down at him; in the darkness, his sharply defined features appeared even more handsome—his favorite type. Even more alarming, Qu Yan could clearly feel Cao Shan's erection, pressing against her thigh, so hard and so hot. Qu Yan shuddered, feeling another surge of heat in her lower body, her vagina tightening. For a moment, Qu Yan, her desire rising, even felt the urge to give in. Still using her hands? How could that possibly bring pleasure? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video, modeled after Fan Bingbing's genitals, highly realistic vulva shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large bumps closely resemble female anatomy, providing a more realistic experience... Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

Cao Shan, seeing that Qu Yan didn't resist, took advantage of his drunkenness and lifted Qu Yan's nightgown from behind, reaching inside. Qu Yan felt a cool sensation on her buttocks, followed by Cao Shan's hot hand pressing on her plump buttocks. It was the first time Cao Shan had touched Qu Yan's large buttocks, and the feeling was simply wonderful, not only because Qu Yan's buttocks were plump and large, but also because Cao Shan hadn't touched a real woman in so long. Qu Yan hadn't expected Cao Shan to be so bold as to touch her buttocks in the corridor. She dared not scream; if Hai Bo woke up, or if Jianguo or anyone else came out, she would be in serious trouble. She could only silently grip Cao Shan's hand tightly, whispering a warning in his ear, "Cao Shan! Are you drunk? Let go, let go of me!"

Seeing Qu Yan resist, Cao Shan became even more excited. He grabbed Qu Yan's plump buttocks with one hand, and with the other, he suddenly reached between her legs. The unexpected touch of another person, the hand of the boy she liked, on Qu Yan's still-excited vulva gave her a unique and intense pleasure. She couldn't help but let out an excited "Ah..." and her legs went weak. She had to lean against Cao Shan to avoid falling. And Cao Shan's fingers, following the downward pull of Qu Yan, actually penetrated her vagina.

This was a serious overreaction. Cao Shan felt his hand enveloped in warm, moist flesh, covered in a sticky substance. Realizing he'd gone too far, he quickly withdrew his hand. Cao Shan's penetration of Qu Yan's lower body reignited her waning desire. She was testing his reaction, awaiting his next move. The intense itching and desire overwhelmed her, leaving her dazed. She leaned weakly against Cao Shan, even considering that if he, drunk, dragged her into the house, she might just give in to him. She even thought that in this absurd moment, she should be even more absurd, becoming his mistress and experiencing what this young man's "thing" was like.

Cao Shan had the opportunity to pursue a more illicit affair with Qu Yan, but his hesitation ended it all. When Cao Shan withdrew his hand from Qu Yan's lower body, she jolted back to reality. Back in the present, she scoffed at her earlier thoughts—how absurd, how reckless! Qu Yan, still shaken but also as if resurrected, gently pushed Cao Shan away and whispered, "Cao Shan, you've had too much to drink!"

Cao Shan, hands hanging limply, head bowed, nodded blankly, "Yeah, I'm sorry."

"Drink less next time," Qu Yan whispered in his ear, then turned and went into the washroom. Cao Shan stretched out his hand, looking in the moonlight at the sticky, white fluid clinging to it—Hai Bo's semen mixed with Qu Yan's vaginal fluid. Cao Shan cursed inwardly, "Damn it, this bastard is really willing to ejaculate inside me. Can he take responsibility for getting Qu Yan pregnant?" Thinking this, he took out his keys and went inside.

Hot water lashed against Qu Yan's naked body. This time, she pulled the shower curtain over the window next to Cao Shan's, ensuring he had easy access to peep. Qu Yan once again inserted her fingers into her genitals, rubbing her clitoris and thrusting into her vagina. As pleasure surged from her body to the back of her mind, all she could think of was the image of Cao Shan holding her earlier; her erection vanished completely. Qu Yan fantasized about Cao Shan's thin but strong arms and the hard, erect penis pressing against her thigh—something she desperately craved.

She wished Cao Shan would watch her; she would put on a show for him in the bathroom, showing him how she masturbated, how she used her hand to stimulate the cunt he so desperately desired but couldn't have. But Cao Shan didn't watch.

At the moment of orgasm, the overwhelming pleasure mixed with immense disappointment and sorrow made Qu Yan burst into tears. She didn't know what she had done wrong to deserve such torment. She was 100% committed to Haibo, wanting to spend her life with him and entrust herself to him. But Haibo could never satisfy her. Not only that, he insisted on keeping a boy she loved most but couldn't touch by her side, tormenting her with this push-and-pull dynamic. Qu Yan couldn't take it anymore.

That night, the two, separated by a wall, both remained sleepless.

Chapter 6

A week passed, and Cao Shan, Qu Yan, and Haibo were all leaving early and returning late. Cao Shan and Qu Yan deliberately avoided each other, acting as if nothing had happened. The other two were making phone calls and meeting clients; although they hadn't closed any deals yet, they were certainly making progress. Cao Shan, as always, was being sent door-to-door by Bob, and he was using the business cards he got from Jianguo to get things done, often staying at the company for an hour, leaving at 10 pm, and going home at midnight. He played the piano and masturbated as usual, returning home as lazy as before. He traded early mornings for an 800 yuan base salary.

That day, Qu Yan met with a client early in the morning. The client agreed to meet with the boss the next day to sign the contract. After following up on the deal for over a week, it was finally settled, which relieved her. This deal was worth "four yuan," which would earn her 1500 yuan in commission, bringing her total to over 2000 yuan with her base salary. Qu Yan planned to work harder to improve her performance. However, she also had a principle of rewarding herself: after closing a deal, she would take a short break. So, around 10:00 AM, she left the client's company on the North Fourth Ring Road and boarded the bus home.

The bus wasn't crowded, and Qu Yan noticed that the thin man sitting in front of her looked remarkably like Cao Shan. When she got off at the last stop, she got closer and closer, and sure enough, it was Cao Shan.

Thinking of the absurd scene from a week ago, Qu Yan hesitated. That night, Hai Bo had aroused her, making her feel hot and itchy, and she desperately craved male penetration, but Jiang Tao was fast asleep. She had intended to take a shower to calm herself down, but instead, she encountered a completely drunk Cao Shan. Two people, both in a daze, met. In a confused state, Cao Shan grabbed her, and then he touched her private parts. She was filled with shame.

For the past week, with Hai Bo by her side, Qu Yan had tried to avoid speaking to Cao Shan, but now she had run into him alone. Qu Yan didn't know what to say to him; she couldn't pretend to be oblivious anymore. But following him around like this wasn't appropriate either, as it would seem like she was stalking him. So, Qu Yan decided to confront him directly.

"Cao Shan!" Qu Yan called after him.

Cao Shan turned around and saw Qu Yan; his face flushed instantly. He remembered that night, fueled by alcohol, when he had embraced Qu Yan, her tall, voluptuous body held in his arms. Qu Yan's buttocks were so large and plump, and her wet, inviting place between her legs. Although Cao Shan had been drunk that night, the sensations were so clear and unforgettable that Qu Yan had become his sole object of masturbation. However, although he had violated Qu Yan countless times in his mind, seeing her in person made him hesitate. To avoid embarrassment, Cao Shan decided to handle the situation calmly, so he casually asked, "Oh? Why are you back so early?"

"I was just about to ask you that! I just came from a client's place. What about you?" Qu Yan replied. Seeing that Cao Shan didn't bring up the previous night, Qu Yan also avoided the question.

Walking side-by-side with Cao Shan, Qu Yan, wearing high heels, was almost a head taller than him. People around them glanced at them, and Cao Shan awkwardly joked, "Heh, we look quite a sight walking together."

But Qu Yan ignored his joke and continued, "Did you meet the client? How did it go? Why are you back so early?"

"Please, how could I possibly meet a client? I'm out canvassing every day, and people treat me like a beggar, kicking me out. I can't take it," Cao Shan said dejectedly.

Qu Yan liked Cao Shan, but this dejected attitude only fueled her frustration. "So you didn't even canvass any buildings?" Cao Shan nodded.

Seeing Cao Shan's dejected look, Qu Yan was furious. In her mind, her classmates who stayed in Beijing were either unlucky or lacked the necessary qualifications, but they would never be lazy and idle. She hadn't expected Cao Shan to still be wasting his time.

"You…" Qu Yan was so angry she wanted to yell at him, but then she thought, what was she to him anyway? It was about a ten-minute walk from the station to their lodgings, and the two walked in silence.

All the way, Qu Yan kept thinking about the night she bumped into Cao Shan and he grabbed her and groped her. She had to get to the bottom of it, to put an end to Cao Shan's feelings. Otherwise, if she continued to play dumb, something bad would happen sooner or later. Not only was Cao Shan single now, but his desires were surging like a volcano, and she was the only girl there. Qu Yan was even more worried that her infatuation with Cao Shan would lead her to do something irreversible.

Upstairs, Qu Yan said to Cao Shan, "Cao Shan, you can't go on like this. I'll give you some clients and teach you some phone-calling skills."

"Okay," Cao Shan replied, bowing his head. Seeing Qu Yan's tall and beautiful figure, Cao Shan's mind was in turmoil.

Qu Yan led Cao Shan into her room. Although the room layouts were the same, Qu Yan and Hai Bo's room was noticeably cozier. They had furnished it with some simple, inexpensive furniture, which was much better than what was provided in the room. The walls were covered with cheap fabric, and a few potted plants were planted on the windowsill. With such simple decorations, the room was filled with the warmth of home.

Cao Shan sat on the sofa, and Qu Yan pulled up a chair and sat opposite him. She opened her notebook of client contacts and read them aloud to Cao Shan one by one, including phone numbers, contact persons, and even the progress of those contacts. While Cao Shan took notes, she patiently explained business techniques to him. For example, when making a phone call, she explained how to judge the caller's tone to determine whether they were a receptionist, a staff member, a regular employee, or a manager, and then choose the appropriate communication style to quickly pique their interest in the company's media. If they weren't interested, she explained how to contact the advertising manager and schedule a meeting. After securing a meeting, she explained how to introduce their Yellow Pages media and how to persuade the other party. She was truly trying to help him.

Cao Shan kept taking notes in his notebook, not only recording information on more than ten useful clients but also drawing a business negotiation tree diagram. At the same time, Cao Shan's eyes kept glancing at Qu Yan's crossed, snow-white, thick legs. More than the business experience, he wanted to remember the scene before him, to recall it when he masturbated later.

Qu Yan was completely unaware of Cao Shan's burning gaze fixed on her legs. This was understandable; Qu Yan had never considered her figure particularly attractive. Her height was an advantage, but she was too tall. As for the rest? She was too muscular, her hips too large and bulky, and most of all, her legs were thick and muscular, making her very insecure. But to Cao Shan, those legs were incredibly alluring—white, long, thick, and plump. He had fantasized countless times about carrying Qu Yan on his back, riding her with abandon, and Qu Yan was overwhelmed by the sheer force of the impact.

Looking at Qu Yan's swaying white legs, Cao Shan could no longer resist. He suddenly lunged forward and grabbed Qu Yan's thigh. This action startled Qu Yan, who quickly tried to back away, but missed and fell awkwardly to the ground. The moment Cao Shan saw Qu Yan fall, her long legs spread wide, revealing glimpses of her blue-purple panties, further fueling his lust. He pounced on her without hesitation.

"Qu Yan, you're so beautiful." That night, he held Qu Yan, touching her large buttocks and even touching her vulva. Qu Yan didn't cry out or resist. Cao Shan knew she was afraid of startling others and causing a worse situation, but this only emboldened him further.

"Cao Shan, let go!!" Qu Yan hadn't expected Cao Shan to be so immature, so opportunistic, and so malicious. At that moment, all her goodwill towards Cao Shan vanished. She couldn't tolerate a boy who wanted to rape her, even if she liked him!

"Qu Yan, I think about you every night. Promise me." Cao Shan shamelessly pressed Qu Yan to the ground, his hands reaching out to grab her full breasts. Cao Shan showed no regard for her being his classmate's girlfriend, relying on each other and prioritizing his own pleasure over friendship. This was unacceptable to Qu Yan. She struggled fiercely, but Cao Shan pressed on, spreading her legs! Qu Yan could no longer forgive him. With all her might, she kicked Cao Shan away. Qu Yan was tall and strong, while Cao Shan was short and thin; the kick was powerful, sending him flying backwards.

Qu Yan struggled to her feet, panting as she straightened her clothes, shouting, "Cao Shan!

I never thought you were this kind of person! Get out!" She pointed forcefully towards the door.

Cao Shan got up. He fantasized about Qu Yan every day, and now he was so close to her tall, strong body that haunted his dreams. Not only was Qu Yan reasonably attractive, but her large, plump buttocks were Cao Shan's favorite feature. He didn't want to give up. As he walked towards Qu Yan, he said, "Qu Yan, I know Haibo is no good, he's no good, but I am.

Don't you like me? I like you too, come with me. I'll satisfy you, I'll never let you solve things with your hands again..." As Cao Shan spoke, *slap!* A slap landed on his face, making him see stars. Qu Yan was both angry and frightened, and burst into tears. She shouted, "Get out! Get out! Cao Shan, I've told you, no matter what happened before, I'm Haibo's girlfriend now, and I'm prepared to be with him for life. Haibo is your classmate, your buddy, how could you do this to me?!"

"I..." Cao Shan suddenly stammered. Yes, Haibo and Qu Yan treated him like a good friend, and had helped him a lot since he joined the company, but he had repaid kindness with ingratitude; it was truly unacceptable. Qu Yan's slap brought him to his senses. He grabbed his hair in frustration, saying regretfully, "I... what have I done? Qu Yan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!"

Qu Yan cried, unsure whether to comfort him, forgive him, or let him leave.

Just as the two were at a loss for what to do in the room, the door was suddenly kicked open, startling them!

Two policemen appeared in the doorway, shouting, "What's your relationship?"

"I, we are, classmates," Cao Shan stammered after a long pause.

"Classmates? What are you two doing locked in a room in broad daylight? Are you boyfriend and girlfriend?" The policeman maintained his cold attitude.

"No, no... Officer, we're not boyfriend and girlfriend, she, she has a boyfriend," Cao Shan hurriedly explained.

"Knowing she has a boyfriend and still coming into her room? You just graduated, right? This is so messy.

Do you have temporary residence permits?" The policeman got to the point.

Qu Yan and Cao Shan both shook their heads. They considered themselves students, having been Beijing residents for four years during their studies. They felt they shouldn't have obtained this obviously discriminatory permit; they weren't that low.

The policeman smiled slightly, a cold smile. "No? Okay, come with us."

Cao Shan tried to run, but the policeman shoved him to the ground and said fiercely, "Run? If you dare run, you'll be in big trouble at the station! Come with me now!!"

Qu Yan and Cao Shan were pushed and shoved into the police car. It was their first time in a police car, and they were treated like prisoners in the cage at the back of the Iveco van. Their eyes were filled with fear and helplessness. It turned out that the line between a graduate with a bright future and a drifter was very thin.

Qu Yan, Cao Shan, and more than twenty other people from out of town were locked in a dark room. The stench from the migrant workers and drifters immediately polluted the air, making it nauseating. There were not only drifters here, but also thugs.

Standing among them, Qu Yan stood out like a crane among chickens, not only for her impressive height but also for her impeccable attire: a navy blue business suit, black stockings over her long legs, and black high heels. Her long hair was styled in a bun, giving her a look that was both alluring and dignified. Even the most understated outfit looked incredibly sexy on her, a contradictory yet captivating allure. Among the detainees, Qu Yan not only appeared tall but also exceptionally fair-skinned, drawing stares from those around her. Unable to bear the greedy, wolfish gazes of the filthy men, she instinctively grabbed Cao Shan's arm and hid behind him. Although Cao Shan was thinner and shorter than her, in Qu Yan's eyes, he had never been so reliable. At this moment, even Hai Bo, whom she was willing to rely on for the rest of her life, couldn't compare to Cao Shan's stature—in Qu Yan's heart.

The pungent body odor assaulted Qu Yan's nostrils, making her nauseous. A man with a buzz cut and a thick gold chain from Northeast China approached with a sneer. "Hey, girl, what's up? Pregnant?

Whose child is it? It's not mine, is it? I have to say, you were really something that night, your big ass almost broke my dick, hahaha!" He then burst into unrestrained laughter.

Qu Yan trembled with anger, but she held back, clinging tightly to Cao Shan's arm. She knew it was better to avoid trouble. The

man with the gold chain wasn't finished. He walked over, almost touching Qu Yan, and looked her up and down. "Damn, this woman's pretty tall. Northeastern women are all big-assed and tall. Girl, where in Northeast China are you from?

Let's get acquainted."

Qu Yan didn't speak, shyly turning her head to the side. Cao Shan turned to the side, using his body to block the man with the thick gold chain. Looking at the man's appearance, Cao Shan thought, "This kind of idiot's attire is probably just something he and his few cronies consider ugliness beautiful. Crew cuts, bare chests, thick gold chains, and a few tattoos—it's as tacky as can be. This kind of outfit is something only country bumpkins who've come to the city and don't know how to dress properly. They have no culture and no sense of aesthetics." But now, looking at the man with the gold chain and the other similarly dressed idiots not far away, Cao Shan knew he was outnumbered and had to say something conciliatory.

"Hehe," Cao Shan forced a smile and said, "Hey buddy, give your brother some face, we came in together, firstly it's fate, and secondly it proves we're both in this area, we'll run into each other all the time, right?"

The man looked down at the skinny Cao Shan, who looked like a monkey, and laughed viciously, then asked with a sidelong glance, "Little bastard, who the hell is going to run into you all the time? Is this woman yours?"

"Yes, isn't she your sister-in-law? Big brother, please be merciful," Cao Shan replied with a smile.

"Not bad, this woman's tall and strong, and fucking white too. She's obviously a slut who sucks the ground dry, isn't she?" After saying that, several of his accomplices started jeering, "Yeah, yeah, a slut. Fuck!"

"Young man, I admire you. You didn't even introduce yourself, didn't ask who I was, and just came up to me asking about our relationship. You've got guts. And," he said, glancing at the terrified Qu Yan, "looking at you, as skinny as a tofu stick, you think you can satisfy this slut? How about I help you out?" He then went over and started groping Qu Yan.

"Let me go!" Qu Yan struggled free from the gold chain in disgust, but he pressed his advantage, grabbing her large buttocks and laughing, "Damn, this woman's ass is really big. Damn, does your skinny, monkey-like pretty boy especially like to fuck you from behind? Damn, is he any good? Do you need to masturbate after being fucked by a man every day to be satisfied?"

Cao Shan saw the gold chain attack Qu Yan and panicked, yelling, "Fuck your mother!" He rushed over, jumped up, and kicked the gold chain man to the ground. The gold chain man got up and cursed, "You son of a bitch, beat him up!" The skinny Cao Shan was surrounded and beaten by four or five burly men from Northeast China. He lay curled up on the ground, kicked relentlessly by the men.

Qu Yan was terrified and ran to the door, screaming, "They're beating people! They're beating people!!"

Cao Shan, bruised and battered, and Qu Yan, with her hair disheveled, were taken to the interrogation room. A policeman asked sternly, "Tell me, what's going on between you two?"

"Officer, those guys from Northeast China tried to bully her, and then they hit me!" Cao Shan said, wincing in pain.

"I didn't ask about what happened earlier. I'm asking you two, what's your relationship, and why don't you have temporary residence permits?" the policeman said impatiently.

"Nobody asked us to do this. We just graduated, and she and I were classmates."

"Show me your ID cards," the policeman said, handing over theirs. "You're from Hebei and Shandong, how can you prove you're classmates? Besides, what were you doing when we went in, a man and a woman alone in a room during broad daylight? Is that the behavior of ordinary classmates?

Classmates… I think you're living together unmarried!! So young and not working properly in Beijing, renting a place and doing all this messy stuff, I've seen plenty of people like you! Stop talking nonsense. What about the temporary residence permits?" Qu Yan, hearing the policeman's increasingly absurd explanation, was about to retort when Cao Shan grabbed her hand and hurriedly said, "We'll do it, we'll do it." The policeman filled

out a form based on their ID cards, making a disdainful expression, and said with a half-smile, "Fine, temporary residence permits, 500 yuan each, and a 3,000 yuan fine for each person!"

Hearing the 3,000 yuan fine, Qu Yan and Cao Shan were in a panic. Cao Shan quickly said, "Officer, we'll process the temporary residence permits now, but we don't have that much money for the fines."

"No money? No problem. We'll take you back to the small dark room and wait until someone pays your fines. If you don't pay in three days, you'll be sent back to your hometown," the policeman said coldly.

Hearing this, Qu Yan burst into tears. "I...I don't have that much money! I haven't been paid yet! Officer, please have mercy on us! We'll pay you back when we get back!"

The policeman ignored her and called out to the door, "Xiao Wang, come here. These two don't have money to pay their fines. Send them back. Bring two more people over." Two policemen entered and began to drag them away. Qu Yan was terrified and cried uncontrollably, shouting, "Officer, what if those guys beat us up again if you send us back?"

The policeman shrugged. "Sorry, I only care about the fines." He gave the two policemen a look, and they dragged Cao Shan and Qu Yan out.

曹山又气又怕，要是回去，自己挨一顿揍不说，曲燕还不一定被那伙东北人怎么样呢，他一咬牙，拼命挣脱开警察，说“同志，我这有钱，先给我同学交了罚款，让她走。”

“曹山……”曲燕满眼感激的看着他。

那警察也微微一笑，一边填表一边说“行！我说姑娘，你男朋友对你还真好，以后可要好好对他呀。现金还是刷卡？”

“刷卡”曹山掏出了银行卡。卡里剩下的钱加上俩人兜里所有的钱凑一起，4050块，曹山把剩下的50快给了曲燕，说“打个车回去吧。”

“那，那你呢？”曲燕感激的看着曹山，尽管一直对他有好感，但从来没有像今天这样，她感觉自己爱上他了。

Cao Shan smiled slightly, feigning indifference, "It's nothing, I'll go back tonight."

Qu Yan silently left the police station with their temporary residence permits. Cao Shan was sent back to the small dark room. Despite the police's scolding, the group of Northeasterners didn't beat him up, but they kept him up all night.

Qu Yan returned home just as Hai Bo came back. Seeing Qu Yan's disheveled appearance, he was terrified and hurriedly asked, "Baby, what happened?"

Upon seeing her boyfriend, Qu Yan burst into tears, throwing herself into Hai Bo's arms and sobbing, "Hai Bo, I, I was arrested by the police. They, they said I didn't have a temporary residence permit. They got me a replacement and fined me before I could come back."

Upon hearing this, Hai Bo felt a weight lifted from his heart. Just now, seeing Qu Yan's appearance, it looked like she had been raped. He thought that if Qu Yan had been violated, she would be defiled, and he wouldn't want her anymore. But now, he no longer had that concern.

Haibo hugged Qu Yan tightly, saying, "Baby, don't be sad. We're back, aren't we? Huh?" Haibo saw two temporary residence permits on the table and said, "You even got them for me?" He picked them up and saw that they belonged to Cao Shan.

"What happened?" Haibo asked Qu Yan, holding up Cao Shan's temporary residence permit.

When Qu Yan saw Cao Shan's photo on it, she cried even harder. "Cao Shan used all his money to pay my fines so I could get out. The temporary residence permit cost 500 yuan, and the fine was 3000 yuan. He took out all his money, just enough to get me back. He... he's still locked up. Haibo, we have to go save him quickly, or he'll be beaten to death."

Thinking of those Northeasterners, Qu Yan became even more worried.

Unexpectedly, Haibo's attitude changed completely. He asked coldly, "Cao Shan? How did Cao Shan get arrested with you?"

Qu Yan then told Haibo everything about meeting Cao Shan, going home, and then the police breaking down the door and taking them away. Cao Shan thought Haibo would thank him and immediately lend him money to bail him out, but instead, Haibo's face darkened, he slammed the temporary residence permit on the table, and shouted, "You're telling me, what a coincidence that you two, in the middle of the morning, both of you stopped going to your clients and came back together? And then you were in our house? And then the police took you away? What the hell were the police doing, arresting you two alone in a house? What were you doing that the police took away? Tell me!" Haibo became angrier and angrier.

"Haibo! How could you think like that?!" Qu Yan was also angry, she hadn't expected her boyfriend to be so petty.

"Why can't I think that way? How could it be such a coincidence? Tell me, how did he end up working at our company? How did he end up in the same department as you? And a week ago, after we finished our business, you went out in your nightgown, and I saw Cao Shan standing at his door. You and he just stood there for ages, not saying a word. What were you two doing? Then you started acting all secretive, not like you used to be. And ever since that, you've been reluctant to touch me. What's going on?!" Hai Bo was red-faced and practically yelling at Qu Yan.

"Hai Bo, you..." She never expected Hai Bo to suspect her and secretly observe her. That feeling of distrust chilled her to the bone. She tried to calm herself down, spreading her hands in a conciliatory gesture, and said, "Okay, Haibo, I'll explain later, or we can talk it out when Caoshan comes back. But Caoshan spent all his money to bail me out, shouldn't we help him?"

"We're both broke, and it's the end of the month, where would we get the money? No money!" Haibo said defiantly.

With no relatives or friends to rely on, Qu Yan was helpless, watching three days pass by. All she could do was tell Bob that Caoshan was sick and might need a week off. Caoshan, after being tormented by those Northeasterners for two days, was sent back to his hometown.

Another week passed, Sunday.

Haibo went home every two weeks, sometimes to buy things for his family, sometimes to ask for money. This week he went back again, returning on Tuesday. Qu Yan went to bed early. Half-asleep, she heard footsteps approaching in the hallway, passing her room, stopping next door, followed by the sounds of a lock being opened, a light being turned on, and a door closing. Qu Yan snapped out of her daze. Overjoyed, she ran out of the room, not even bothering to put on slippers, still only in her underwear, and pushed open Cao Shan's door.

Inside was none other than Cao Shan's thin, small figure. "Cao Shan!!!" Like a newlywed wife seeing her husband after a long separation, Qu Yan rushed towards Cao Shan and hugged him tightly. Before Cao Shan could even understand what was happening, two mounds of flesh pressed against his face. He felt the heart pounding in the chest of this tall, half-naked woman. His hands, involuntarily, wrapped around her waist again, his palms caressing her plump, large buttocks.

Qu Yan felt Cao Shan's erection return, hard and warm against her thighs, making her feel restless. Cao Shan's arms were strong, and holding her made her feel safe. Qu Yan enjoyed being held by Cao Shan; she even considered this embrace, this caressing of her body, as a way of repaying him. But Qu Yan soon realized that she was wet. Having never been satisfied by Hai Bo, how could this tall, strong, and sexually driven girl resist such a passionate embrace from the boy she admired? Reason told her that things would get out of hand if this continued, so Qu Yan slowly and gently pushed him away. She said, "Cao Shan, it's so good you're back." Without realizing it, Qu Yan started crying with emotion.

"Qu Yan, you...you're so sexy..." Cao Shan looked Qu Yan up and down. She was 1.78 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and full hips. Her two large, full breasts were held up by a bra, seemingly about to burst out. A pair of lace panties matching her bra clung to her slender waist, and a triangular piece of fabric between her legs covered her full, protruding mons pubis, outlining its alluring, round shape. Qu Yan's legs were long and white, almost reaching Cao Shan's navel. Her thighs were round and firm, pressed tightly together without a gap, while her calves were smooth, white, round, firm, and thick. This tall, sexy, half-naked woman standing before Cao Shan almost made his nose bleed.

Hearing Cao Shan's words, Qu Yan realized she was half-naked and exposed before him, but with nowhere to hide, she could only shyly cover herself with her hands. Her embarrassed state only made her more alluring.

"Cao, Cao Shan, I'm so sorry, I... I didn't get you out," Qu Yan said apologetically.

"It's alright, consider it a free trip home. By the way, did you ask for leave for me?" Cao Shan said, feigning ease.

"Okay, Bob said you need to start work as soon as possible, Cao Shan." Qu Yan looked at Cao Shan shyly and said gently, "I, I..."

"Silly girl, don't say that. How could I let you go back to that place and suffer? Any man would do the same."

"But, but you've run out of money, and I, I don't have any money either." Qu Yan said softly, feeling indebted to him, especially since it wasn't a small amount.

"It's okay, I took some money from home, enough to get by. I know you two are living paycheck to paycheck, it's alright, don't worry about it. Alright, you're standing so sexy in front of me, if you don't go back soon, you'll catch a cold, and I really won't be able to resist." Cao Shan smiled and pounced like a hungry tiger.

Seeing Cao Shan's optimistic and open-minded appearance, Qu Yan was deeply moved. At school, Cao Shan was the object of her admiration, and now, he was protecting her like a guardian angel, so much better than the petty Hai Bo. Thinking of this, Qu Yan was moved to tears again. "Cao Shan, thank you. I really don't know how to repay you.

If I could, I..."

Seeing that Qu Yan seemed to be offering herself in return, Cao Shan really wanted to get Qu Yan into bed tonight and let her experience the prowess of a man with a big cock. But he couldn't do that. So he said, "Qu Yan, I understand, but I can't take advantage of someone in distress. You can't mess with a friend's wife. Besides, you said that Hai Bo is the person you entrusted your life to. We're good friends, aren't we?"

Deeply moved, Qu Yan nodded vigorously with tears in her eyes. Before she turned to leave, she decided to make a good impression. With her back to Cao Shan, her face flushed, she didn't turn around and said in a voice that was barely audible, "Cao Shan, thank you. I think the same as you. Forgive me for not being able to repay you with my own money. But, what I said to you that night when you were peeping at me, I take it back. Do you understand?" Qu Yan walked out with her long legs. Cao Shan looked at Qu Yan's tall back, at her wide, sexy buttocks, and her sexy figure with a waist and hips like a vase. His cock was as hard as an iron rod.

A moment later, Qu Yan slipped into the bathroom in her slippers, naked, letting the water wash over her feverish body. The strong current felt like a man's hand, caressing her smooth, white skin. She walked to the window and pulled the right curtain to the middle. A moment later, she saw a light flashing outside. Qu Yan knew that Cao Shan had extended the mirror. Her face flushed even more. Previously, Qu Yan could never have imagined being spied on while showering by a boy, but now, the mirror outside seemed like the eyes of a man who loved men most, admiring her naked body. What excited Qu Yan even more was that Cao Shan, no longer concerned, hadn't turned off the light. She could see Cao Shan in the mirror, and vaguely, she saw something that made her mouth dry—Cao Shan's huge penis! Cao Shan was admiring his naked body while masturbating naked. Qu Yan watched as Cao Shan held his large, reddish-purple member, which was more than twice the length of Hai Bo's. The hard thing was pressed against his belly, and it extended a long way to his navel. It was not only long and hard, but also very thick. Cao Shan could not even close his hand when he held it.

Qu Yan felt dizzy. How she longed for Cao Shan, no, for Hai Bo, to have such a big guy serving her day and night! She opened her heart to Cao Shan, even though there would be no physical contact, this kind of long-distance communication was acceptable. She shyly opened her thighs, presenting her full private parts to the window, and slowly inserted her fingers...

Qu Yan passionately rubbed her plump breasts, using her fingers to pleasure her genitals, turning the itching into waves of pleasure that rushed straight to her head. Her legs were about to give way. Qu Yan squinted, occasionally looking out the window. The mirror reflected the super-sized penis in the next room, as if it were being forcefully thrust into her cunt. Qu Yan passionately thrust her wide hips, shivering with excitement. At the same time, the reflection in the mirror also jumped suddenly. She saw a milky white rainbow streak across the sky.

On Monday, Cao Shan had planned to go to work with Qu Yan. Hai Bo wasn't there, and the two of them had another unspoken affair the night before. He was both excited and anxious. But when he went to knock on Qu Yan's door, he found it locked; she had left.

Cao Shan couldn't help but smile bitterly. Not only did he not know how to face her, but Qu Yan didn't know how to face herself either.

Upon arriving at the company, Yang Fan saw Bob joking around with Yang Fan at the reception desk. Seeing Cao Shan clock in, Yang Fan, already annoyed by Bob, saw Cao Shan as her lifeline and quickly asked, "Cao Shan, I heard you were sick? How are you? Are you better?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm better. Thanks." Cao Shan knew his boss liked Yang Fan and tried to keep his distance, but even so, Bob was still annoyed.

"Cao Shan, come with me for a moment." Bob, with a stern face, went into his office first.

Cao Shan followed Bob into the office and saw Qu Yan making a phone call to a client. She glanced at him briefly before quickly avoiding him. Bob sat down in his chair in the cubicle, put his legs up on the edge of the desk, and tilted his chin up, saying, "Kid, you're better?"

"Oh, much better, thank you for granting me leave," Cao Shan said, head bowed.

"Can I not allow you to take leave? If I don't allow you to take leave, how can you come to work? Let me tell you, everyone has to start from the beginning and work their way up. I understand what you're thinking. Sales is a tough job that tests your mind and body. It seems simple, but not everyone can be a marketing elite. If you can't overcome your fear of work and keep running away, that won't work! Understand? As your boss, firstly, I'm responsible for your development, and secondly, I'm responsible for the performance of my team. The sales targets set for me by my superiors are calculated per person. If you don't close any deals, you'll lower the performance of our department, and that's what I care about most. You're here to create value, to generate profits for the company, and you'll be paid accordingly. There are absolutely no idle people here. If you can't adapt to this job, you'd better leave as soon as possible!" Bob glared at him.

"Yes, manager, I will definitely work hard. Please give me some time." Cao Shan didn't dare to call him Bob. This guy was always picking on him. For this job, for the pitiful 800 yuan base salary, Cao Shan had to endure the humiliation.

Bob chuckled dismissively. "Hmph, fine, I'll give you time. Keep canvassing." He then slowly opened a drawer, pulled out a stack of business cards, and slammed them on the table. He then tapped the table, saying each word clearly, "Let me tell you, forgery and lying are what I hate most. You have the ability to do it, but not the ability to leave. Don't try to fool me with these fake business cards! These cards have at least several hundred addresses, scattered throughout every corner of Beijing. Have you been to all of these places? Ha! And besides, do you think I won't call back your business cards? Do you think I'm stupid?

Or are you just plain simple-minded?" Bob grew increasingly angry, his voice rising louder and louder.

Cao Shan, despite his utter contempt for this nouveau riche, could only listen. This Northeasterner was not only arrogant but also on the verge of exploding—a classic case of flammable material. A moment of impatience could ruin everything.

Bob vented his frustration by spitting everywhere, then told Cao Shan, "Pick up the business cards and get out there canvassing! Starting next week, you'll contact each of these business cards one by one and submit daily business reports! If you don't produce results this month, I'm firing you!"

Hearing the last sentence, Cao Shan's mind went blank. According to Bob, he either suffered here or became unemployed again. But he had no choice but to submit. As Cao Shan squatted down to pick up the business cards, he suddenly noticed a pair of thick legs in high heels beside him—it was Qu Yan.

"Bob, didn't you say I should mentor him when he first came? I was ready to help him get familiar with the business quickly, but you have to give me a chance! Making him canvass every day, do you think that's useful? How many of our advertisements are generated through canvassing? Don't you know?" Qu Yan, having heard Bob loudly reprimanding Cao Shan outside, couldn't bear it and came in to argue with Bob.

Bob also felt guilty. Yes, before discovering how close this kid had become to Yang Fan so soon after starting work, even having lunch together, Bob hadn't considered messing with this greenhorn. Don't underestimate jealousy just because it's a female word; male jealousy is even more terrifying.

"Alright, Helen," Bob said, taking the opportunity. "Starting today, you'll officially be in charge of mentoring him. If he doesn't produce results in a month, I'll hold you responsible."

"No problem, Bob. I just made an appointment with a potential client. I'll take him there now. Is that alright?"

Qu Yan said indifferently.

"No problem, nopa!" Bob snapped his fingers, feigning coolness.

Qu Yan had rescued Cao Shan from his predicament. The two left the company and headed to the station, both feeling a little awkward. The blatant spying and counter-spying last night had had a lasting impact.

When they arrived at the bus stop and were waiting for the bus, Cao Shan felt it was too awkward to continue like this, so he said, "Qu Yan, thank you for getting me out of this predicament."

Qu Yan, carrying her bag in both hands, didn't look at him and said, "It's nothing, I just can't stand his behavior."

Cao Shan criticized himself, "It's still my fault, I'm really not cut out for sales."

Qu Yan turned her head and said to him, "Sales requires dedication and effort. You have to put in 100% effort to get even 50% success. Laziness won't work. Look at those business cards, no wonder you go home so early every day, that's just self-deception." Qu Yan's feelings for Cao Shan were a mixture of love and resentment, a disappointment that he

couldn't live up to. When Cao Shan heard Qu Yan admit that he was lazy, he felt a pang of bitterness. He could ignore what Lu Hailong, that country bumpkin, said, but Qu Yan's words pierced his heart.

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