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Company Slave Record Book 1-1 Author: Xiaoqiu 

Company Slave Record Book


Author: Xiao Qiu
Time: 2010/12/07 First published on Chunman Siheyuan
Words: 6013

File 001 Secretary Xiao Zhen

At 8:30 in the morning, arriving at the company's locker room on time is my habit.

I open my locker, take off the long black coat I'm wearing, put it on a hanger, and hang it in the locker.
Looking in the mirror inside the locker, I see my sweet and energetic face, and
my flaxen . I'm wearing a light pink uniform and skirt, with a white shirt and a light gray tie underneath.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I slightly adjust my slightly misaligned tie, reveal a confident smile, clench
my fists, and encourage myself by saying, "I'll do my best today too!"

"Yeah! You'll have to work hard today as well."

A voice of approval comes from behind, and the mirror immediately reflects the owner of the voice. A woman with beautiful, dark hair tied in a bun,
wearing black-rimmed glasses, and dressed in the same suit as me,
approached me with a smile, carrying a tote bag.

"Good morning, Director!" I quickly turned around and greeted her respectfully.

The woman in front of me was the head of the Human Resources Department, surnamed Xu, a senior veteran in the company. She was one of my interviewers
when .

"Good morning to you too, Xiao Zhen." Her smile remained unchanged, and she continued, "The General Manager said to
report to him first, and asked me to inform you in advance."

"Okay, I understand, I'll be right there."

"However, before I go, the General Manager told me to check your attire and appearance..." She pushed up her
glasses slightly, "...you know, he's always very strict about attire and appearance..."

Then, she reached into her tote bag and asked me, "...Can we begin?"

"...Um, sure..."

Speaking of the General Manager, he was a middle-aged man in his fifties, an avid athlete, and in good health. Even
at his age, he maintains a remarkably good physique and stamina. However, due to the pressure of the company, his hair has turned somewhat gray,
and wrinkles have appeared on his face.

He is known for his strict management style within the company. Not only does he personally handle everything, representing the company in all external cases,
but he also has high expectations for his employees. In addition to work performance, his moral character and attire are also
within .

As instructed by Director Xu this morning, I clocked in and went to the general manager's office.

It turned out that an important client was coming to negotiate a contract today, which explained why the general manager wanted me to report to his office so early . At this time, I stood respectfully behind the general manager, using recording equipment to help record the conversation
between the two parties for later filing.   During the conversation, I noticed the client glancing at me every now and then. He seemed somewhat distracted during the discussion , constantly swallowing, and even before leaving, he couldn't help but look in my direction, as if he wanted to devour me alive.   I knew perfectly well why the other person was so unsettled; perhaps it was more accurate to say their patience was astonishing, especially considering their ability to maintain their composure after seeing me in this state. I truly admired them.   My hands were bound behind my back, and I could clearly feel the tightness and roughness of the rope on my wrists. My breasts were tightly bound by two ropes, one above the other , and the buttons on my chest were already undone, revealing my pink lace bra [full text], offering some relief to my bulging breasts.   My lower body was no exception; my narrow skirt was pulled up to my lower abdomen and secured with a rope. Underneath, I wore a rope thong, leaving my pubic hair exposed. Especially noticeable was the green wire protruding from my pubic area , winding its way to the rope at my lower abdomen, connecting to a rectangular battery compartment. It was quite obvious; the flashing red light of the switch indicated that the other end of the battery compartment was operational, from the very beginning of our negotiations.   The only decent part of the negotiations was... (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

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