The Debauched Life of Shanghai White-Collar Workers

Recruitment
these days is nothing like it used to be. The idea of university graduates being assigned jobs is an outdated concept. In the summer, large numbers of male and female university students graduate, and aside from those with powerful parents who can find good, high-paying jobs, the rest face a difficult situation. Lin Xinru, with fair skin, a stunning figure, long, shapely legs, large eyes, delicate eyebrows, a round face, and dimples when she smiles, is particularly endearing. She has just graduated from a foreign language institute and desperately wants to stay in Shanghai to find a job. However, she comes from Ningbo and has no relatives or friends in this metropolis, not even a small room. Despite being smart, capable, and beautiful, she has ended up unemployed. Returning to Ningbo is something she doesn't want to do. Sigh! Is it really true that after four years of studying in Shanghai, she can't even secure a job?
"Secretary Wanted: Our company is seeking one secretary. Requirements: fluent in English, proficient in both Chinese and English writing, capable of handling tasks, monthly salary of 10,000 yuan. Applicants please go to No. 58 Haiyi Villa and pay an application fee of 10 yuan." Reading this, Xinru sighed and muttered to herself, "This advertisement is clearly a scam! What secretary earns 10,000 yuan a month?" She blinked her moist eyes, her heart filled with mixed emotions. It had been almost a month since graduation, and she was still lingering at school. Once the semester started, she would have to go home, whether she liked it or not! Although the scholarship from the school could last for another month, it would eventually run out. She couldn't very well be soliciting passengers on the street; at least there was a way out.
Xinru hesitated but decided to go and join the fun.
She was short of money and didn't want to flaunt her wealth by simply hailing a taxi, so she carried a small floral umbrella and walked for several minutes under the scorching sun before finally reaching the bus station. She couldn't bear to take the air-conditioned bus, and waited quite a while before squeezing onto a public bus, heading towards Pudong New Area.
At the entrance of No. 58, Haiyi Villa District, a long queue stretched out, everyone sweating profusely, their expressions mysterious. Xinru walked over, calmly observing the surroundings. Although she had never worked before, her intelligence and resourcefulness told her that a secretary with a monthly salary of ten thousand yuan was not an unrealistic dream. Under the gold-lettered doorplate of No. 58, another black sign hung, bearing the words "Temporary Recruitment Office of Nanyang International Co., Ltd." in both Chinese and English. There were at least thirty people queuing outside. And inside? Probably at least a dozen people were filling out registration forms. Xinru joined the end of the queue.
Just as Xinru stood still, a bright red BMW slowly turned the corner and stopped in front of her. Xinru instinctively stepped aside, as she was standing right next to the garage door.
The garage door slowly and automatically opened.
A young man in a white suit and sunglasses stepped out of the back door of a parked BMW. He glanced at Xinru casually and said, "Thank you for letting me pass." Xinru replied, "You're welcome, you're too kind!" Her beautiful large glasses, however, cast an envious look at the young man. She seemed to see through his black lenses, in his eyes, that the glance he gave her froze, lingering on her for a full two seconds! She lowered her head shyly, an instinct telling her that the position belonged to her. The
second applicant
slowly walked into the house, his car was driven into the garage, and the door gradually closed—everything seemed normal.
"I only need a personal secretary, why are there so many people?" The young man, stepping into the room and taking off his suit jacket, was furious with the HR manager, Wang Jing, who greeted him.
"This…" Wang Jing smiled apologetically, unsure how to answer.
“Just give everyone a form and mail it back later, isn’t that enough? It’s so hot, 35 degrees Celsius, making so many people suffer outside while you’re enjoying the air conditioning inside. Feel it for yourself,” the young man said unhappily.
“Yes, yes, I just thought written communication was better than face-to-face interaction, so…” Wang Jing explained.
“Nonsense! This is my residence, not my office!” The young man had already gone up to the second floor, casually tossing his suit jacket onto the sofa. He added, “Send them away, now! There’s an important meeting tonight. Where’s the secretary? It’s been a week, paying ten thousand yuan a month, and you can’t even find a secretary? What are you doing?”
“Yes…” Wang Jing was frightened. “I’ll take care of it right away,” she said, and went downstairs.
The young man’s name was Ling Yun, the company’s chairman and general manager. He was only twenty-six years old. He walked to the window of the luxurious hall and looked down. The row of people had long since disappeared. Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the sofa, and took out some documents from his briefcase to read.
Three days later, Wang Jing arrived at Ling Yun's desk with great enthusiasm: "President, there are a total of 250 applicants. We've screened them..."
Ling Yun glanced at the first five forms and said, "Show me all of them."
"Yes, yes," Wang Jing quickly handed over a stack of file folders.
"Do I really have to personally oversee this kind of thing...?" Ling Yun said with dissatisfaction as he looked at the forms. "Just call these five to apply," he concluded.
"Right away?" Wang Jing asked cautiously.
The five forms were placed side by side on the large desk in Ling Yun's residence. The first one was Lin Xinru's, but Ling Yun didn't want to interview her first, lest he disappoint her.
The first person to come upstairs was a Shanghai lady: Peng Dan, slender, with a defined figure, dressed charmingly, her face alluring, and her makeup radiant.
"My interview is very simple. Our president needs a secretary, working 24 hours a day, but at irregular hours. What do you think are your reasons for being suitable for this job?" Ling Yun didn't mince words and went straight to the point.
Peng Dan answered without hesitation.
"Would you please try on the clothes we prepared for you?" Ling Yun asked politely.
"Of course, no problem," Peng Dan walked to the table, picked up a bag of clothes from the table, and went into the bathroom.
Ling Yun adjusted the angle of the computer screen, displaying the entire house, with each room under surveillance from various angles!
Peng Dan closed the door, locked it, glanced around, and then gently opened her robe. She took off her black bra and then her small thong, standing naked in front of the dressing mirror, habitually striking various poses, admiring her beautiful body.
Ling Yun zoomed in, revealing Peng Dan's large breasts, her pink nipples lying dormant in her red areolas. Her armpit hair had been deliberately removed, and her pubic hair had been combed, oiled, shiny, smooth, and of roughly the same length.
Peng Dan finished dressing and walked out of the bathroom. Ling Yun leaned back in his executive chair, smiling, and said, "You're dressed fairly fully, aren't you? If you don't mind, you can go back. If we need you, we'll let you know immediately. Thank you!"
Peng Dan felt quite pleased and thanked him repeatedly before going downstairs.
The second person to appear on Ling Yun's computer screen was Miss Shanghai: Brigitte Lin. She repeatedly looked at the dress code: change all her clothes. Hesitantly, she took off her t-back underwear, revealing thick pubic hair, but she quickly put on the required panties.
Ling Yun had to replay the scene in slow motion, deliberately showing her genitals in full on the screen again, searching for any hidden secrets within her thick pubic hair.
The third applicant was Gong Li, which disgusted Ling Yun! Gong Li was menstruating, and the used sanitary pads were still left in the bathroom! But Ling Yun still smiled and told her that he would let her know if needed.
Lin Xinru was the fourth to arrive on the second floor. Seeing the young man she had met briefly before sitting at the large desk in the main hall, her nervousness immediately dissipated.
"I didn't expect you to be the one interviewing me," Xinru blurted out.
"Have we met before?" Ling Yun's spirits lifted immediately, but he still feigned ignorance and asked. Perhaps the unpleasant young lady from earlier had almost made him faint, but now, facing this plainly dressed but strikingly beautiful girl, he was indeed excited. Her preemptive opening remarks demonstrated her quick wit and ability to seize opportunities.
Ling Yun repeated his old routine, and Xinru replied with a grin, "It seems your president isn't 70, but at least 60. Otherwise, why would he need 24-hour service?"
Ling Yun was taken aback, thinking to himself that this young lady was clever, not answering the question honestly but making playful remarks. "Our president is older than you, but not as old as you imagine," Ling Yun said passively.
"If he weren't old, I'd have something to do," Xinru replied with a forced smile. "I just want to find a job in Shanghai. I'm confident, and I don't expect such a high salary. I just don't want to go back to Ningbo; it's embarrassing. But if the CEO is an old man, I'll have to resign." She pouted, looking aggrieved about the job.
"Why?" Lingyun couldn't understand.
"Old men don't have much to say. I never like being around old people, including my parents." Xinru looked embarrassed.
"But if you have this job, you won't have to look for a place to live, right?" Lingyun deliberately exposed Xinru's weakness.
"Why should I force myself?" Xinru shook her head.
"Ambitious," Lingyun praised, then casually pointed to the clothes on the table and said, "Could you try this outfit on? It was custom-made for you."
Why? Why?
"The company gives gifts to anyone who is of interest to us, firstly as a thank you for applying, and secondly as a way of advertising," Ling Yun said naturally.
Xinru happily picked up her clothes and went into the bathroom. She didn't close the door completely. Ling Yun's heart pounded, and his left hand, which was controlling the computer, trembled slightly. He had a very good impression of this young woman. Finally, he turned the computer screen to face where Xinru was standing.
Xinru looked at her beautiful face in the mirror, feeling incredibly pleased. She hurriedly took off her cotton bodysuit, then her skirt, hooked her arms behind her back, and easily unhooked her strapless bra. Two firm, round breasts bounced out, swaying up and down in front of her chest. Her pale pink nipples stood erect on her small areolas. She had no hair under her arms, and the sweat had been absorbed by the bra. As she looked at herself, she removed her underwear... Lingyun
hurriedly zoomed in, revealing Xinru's pubic area to him. Almost no hair was visible on her pubic mound! It was completely smooth and incredibly soft, the bright red cleft clearly visible. Lingyun's eyes widened, his penis instantly erect. Had she shaved? He suspiciously adjusted the zoom to the highest setting, even seeing the tiny pores on Xinru's pubic mound. Could it be fake? Her pubic mound wasn't protruding; it smoothly extended all the way to her private area, the fleshy cleft between her two full, slender legs, a vibrant pink, incredibly alluring.
Lingyun dared not look any longer; otherwise, he feared he would lose control if Xinru came out. He pulled a damp towel from behind him and wiped his face a few times. The cold towel made his flushed face feel much better. He took a deep breath. Just then, Xinru, dressed and looking radiant, came out.
"How is it? Beautiful, isn't it?" Xinru stretched out her arms and twirled in front of Lingyun.
"So beautiful, I can't believe my eyes," Lingyun said with satisfaction. "You're hired, Miss Lin. Come to work tomorrow."
Oh, I've been hired! Xinru opened her already big eyes wide and stared at Lingyun without blinking. Although she was confident, she almost lost her confidence when she was actually hired.

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