A Golden Carp is No Mere Pond Dweller - Chapter 150: The Seeds of Disaster Buried Deeply (Part 2)

As the man slowly approached, Yuqian took a step back, placing her hands on the dressing table. "Who let you in? Get out, you scoundrel."

"You called me a scoundrel yourself, of course I wouldn't ask for the master's permission." Hou Longtao suddenly quickened his pace, appearing in front of the girl in a flash. He tightly embraced her body and kissed her alluring pink lips.

Yuqian wasn't completely unprepared, but precisely because of this, she made a fatal mistake. She pressed her hands against the man's chest, trying to push him away, but he was too strong. Her arms were trapped between his body and her breasts, losing all freedom of movement. Moreover, his upper body was pressing down, forcing her legs to bend, and with his legs stuck in the middle, she couldn't even use her "kick-and-pull" technique. Apart from low moans, she was completely helpless.

Hou Longtao sucked on the girl's soft lips for a while, but eventually broke free due to her shaking head. He could only lick and kiss her fragrant neck instead.

"You scoundrel, you scoundrel, you filthy scoundrel..." Yuqian opened her small mouth and bit the man's shoulder hard.

"Ah!" Hou Longtao cried out in pain, took half a step back, grabbed the collar of the pretty girl's police uniform shirt with both hands, and fiercely pulled it apart. After a series of "rip" and "sizzle" sounds, the girl's snow-white front and pink bra were exposed. He didn't stop there. He then ripped off the bra, causing the two beautiful breasts to shake.

"Ah!" Yuqian's first reaction was to hug her shoulders and use her arms to cover her breasts.

Hou Longtao resolutely pulled the girl's hands away, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, lifted her legs off the ground, and frantically licked her delicate, smooth breasts, sucking on her half-erect, pure pink nipples. Her fragrant, alabaster skin was irresistible.

"Ah... um... you pervert, you pervert, you pervert..." Yuqian slapped the man's head and back, leaving shallow scratches on his spine, but nothing could deter his gentle assault on her breasts.

Hou Longtao lifted the girl against the wall, and as soon as he put her down, he began to unzip her police pants, kissing her neck at the same time.

"You pervert... ah... you're hurting me, you pervert..." Yuqian desperately pulled at her waistband, but she was no match for the man's strength. Her pants were quickly pulled down to above her knees, revealing her white, tender thighs and her rounded vulva covered by pink panties.

Hou Longtao grabbed the beauty's shoulders, turned her around abruptly, pulled her hands up and pressed them against the wall, inserted his stiff penis between her legs, and rubbed it against her genitals.

"Bastard... pervert... um..." Even through the fabric, Yuqian could feel the heat emanating from the man's genitals penetrating her body, starting from deep within her vagina, gradually wetting her entire vagina; her panties must have been soaked through. Hou Longtao

pressed his chest tightly against the girl, freeing his right hand to grab her buttocks, and leaned close to her ear, blowing hot breath into her ear canal while whispering in a longing tone, "Qian, I miss you so much." "Pervert

... um... pervert..." Yuqian kept cursing, but her right hand, no longer under the man's control, remained pressed against the wall.

Hou Longtao's hands pulled down the thin waistband of the beauty's t-back panties.

Yuqian stopped cursing, her breathing suddenly quickened, her beautiful eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. She probably realized the irreversible ending.

Hou Longtao's glans was swallowed by her delicate labia with a "pop," the fiery pleasure making him thrust upwards forcefully, pushing his entire penis into the girl's pen-thick vagina.

"Ah..." Yuqian's moan trembled with pleasure. Her body had been developed by this man; he had given her unparalleled pleasure. The feeling of being with him was so familiar, so comfortable, so warm and safe. Hou

Longtao was tall and strong, standing and fucking a girl who was about 1.66 or 1.67 meters tall from behind. His legs had to be bent, both knees against the wall.

Yuqian's thighs were draped over the man's thighs, like sitting on a soft chair. Her breasts were pinched from behind, and the friction from her hands against the wall meant she didn't have to worry about falling.

Hou Longtao swiftly performed squats, the girl's disheveled clothes adding to the lewd and sensual atmosphere, her fair body gradually enveloped in a pinkish glow.

"Ah...ah...ah...you scoundrel...ah..." Yu Qian's innocent cries were interspersed with a few curses. She raised her legs, both slippers falling to the ground, her ten delicate white toes curling desperately inside her short stockings. Her body rose and fell with the man's thrusts, her uterus being pounded to the point of unbearable numbness, so "uncomfortable" that she wanted to cry.

“Qian, my dear…” Hou Longtao suddenly stopped his open manner, his groin pressing tightly against the girl’s round buttocks, his hips swaying slowly. His hands left her breasts, which he had been kneading until they were swollen, and instead stroked upwards along her upper arms until all ten fingers were inserted between her fingers. “I love you…”

“Ah…” Yu Qian turned her head and put her little tongue into the man’s mouth. “Brother Tao…” At the same time, two pearl-like tears slid down her beautiful face…

The next morning, when Hou Longtao arrived at the International Trade Building, Tian Donghua had already been waiting outside his office for a long time.

Hou Longtao sat down in the large swivel chair, not saying a word, just looking at the other party with a gloomy face.

“President Hou, although Yuqian has a strong liking for Wenlong, Wenlong has absolutely never done anything to betray you behind your back. You know, Yuqian can be very enthusiastic towards people sometimes,” Tian Donghua continued, seeing that Hou Longtao still didn't seem inclined to respond. “She doesn't seem to care about the ‘proper conduct between men and women’ rule. You've really misunderstood Wenlong.”

“Were you present every time they met?”

“Yes, Wenlong always calls me. He doesn't want to refuse Yuqian, but he's also afraid that if they're alone together, Yuqian might do something inappropriate. This shows that Wenlong has no intention of being with Yuqian; they are just very good friends.” “I think that kid

is afraid he won't be able to control himself, right?”

“No, no, no, no, it's not like that. Wenlong is extremely well-behaved in front of Yuqian; he's never crossed any lines.”

“Did he send you to find me?” Hou Longtao's expression softened slightly.

“No, Wenlong doesn’t know what to do right now. He’s afraid you’re still angry with him, so he doesn’t dare to come see you. I don’t want the misunderstanding between you two to deepen. It’s not worth it for you two, brothers for so many years, to end up together over a woman.”

“Not worth it? My woman, Hou Longtao’s woman, is not to be touched by anyone else.”

“I think Wenlong understands that.”

“It’s good that he understands.”

“Mr. Hou, I have a personal question about you, but

I don’t know if I should ask.” “Ask me. If it’s something I should ask, I’ll answer it. If it’s something I shouldn’t ask, I won’t answer it.”

“Hmm…” Tian Donghua seemed very cautious. “Do you still love Yuqian?”

“Hahaha,” Hou Longtao lit the cigarette he had been holding in his mouth. “What’s the difference between loving and not loving?”

“If you still have feelings for her, then there’s nothing to say. If you no longer love her, and you’re a reasonable person, you should give her and Wenlong a chance. In terms of personality and interests, I think they’re actually quite suitable.”

"Bang!" Hou Longtao slammed his hand on the table. "Don't talk about this anymore!" He stood up and paced back and forth a few times. "I want you to take Wenlong to Japan."

"Take Wenlong to Japan?" Tian Donghua had already realized the fundamental change in the other party. If this trip to Japan was like a watermelon, the one in Qinhuangdao was just a sesame seed. But last time, Hou Longtao didn't even trust Wenlong to pick up sesame seeds, yet this time he wanted him to pick the watermelon.

"Yes, let him participate in the negotiations."

"Haven't we already decided on our negotiation strategy? What's the point of involving him now?" Tian Donghua wanted to further and more clearly understand the superior's intentions.

"What's the point? Just do it." Hou Longtao didn't answer directly. He faced the window, his distorted face reflected in the clean glass...

Around 2:00 PM, Tian Donghua brought Wenlong to his office. "Get ready, we're going to Tokyo in a week."

"Tokyo!?" Wenlong jumped up from the sofa, overjoyed. "You mean..." "

Hehe, yes, President Hou said he wants you to participate in the negotiations."

"Phew..." Wenlong slumped back onto the sofa. "Hahaha, finally it's my turn to see the world! Brother Hua, don't worry, I'll do my best."

"I trust you."

"By the way," Wenlong suddenly straightened up, "You talked to my fourth brother?"

"I went to see him this morning."

"How did it go? How did it go?" Wenlong seemed very anxious.

"Don't be too hasty. Every man has these thoughts, take it slow."

"So, he still thinks Yuqian and I are having an affair?"

"Not exactly. He hasn't said it directly, but I think he hasn't completely gotten over it, which is understandable. Time will tell, he'll understand eventually." "Damn

," Wenlong jumped up and paced back to Tian Donghua's desk, slamming his hands on the desk. "Sometimes I really feel like he's targeting me!"

"What do you mean?"

"My fourth brother has a friend named Zuo Wei, have you met him?"

"No, but I've heard of him. Is he the president of our American branch?"

“Yes, that’s him. He slept with one of my fourth brother’s girls behind my fourth brother’s back. They’re almost getting married now. He told my fourth brother about it, and he didn’t object at all. I’m so pissed, he didn’t say a word about actually sleeping with her. I’ve been watching over his wife like an idiot, I haven’t even touched her, and he’s throwing a tantrum at me.”

“Wow, wow, wow,” Tian Donghua discovered something new. “Don’t rush, tell me more.”

Wenlong recounted the whole story of Hou Longtao, Wu Ailin, and Zuo Wei from beginning to end. “Do you think this is targeting me?”

Tian Donghua smiled, but his mind was racing, thinking about a very important question. From the other’s account, the most obvious reason why Hou Longtao treated Wenlong and Zuo Wei differently was that he didn’t love Wu Ailin, but that reason seemed a bit too simple.

"Hey!"

"Ah! Hmm?" Tian Donghua shuddered. "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with you? You look like your soul has left your body, your eyes are all glazed over."

"Oh, nothing, I guess I didn't sleep well last night." Tian Donghua pinched the bridge of his nose; he had already considered more than a dozen possibilities. "President Hou is just being a little stricter with you."

"A little stricter?" Wenlong shook his head and sat down lazily. "Sigh, being a junior colleague is really tough."

The office door was suddenly pushed open, and Yu Qian, dressed in a police uniform, rushed in like a gust of wind.

"Miss, Miss." A female secretary followed closely behind. "President Tian, I..."

"It's alright, don't you know Miss Zhang? Go out." Tian Donghua waved his hand, dismissing the secretary.

Yu Qian sat on the sofa, arms crossed, pouting, her face a mixture of resentment and grievance, her gaze constantly shifting between the two men's faces.

"What's wrong?" Wenlong gently nudged the girl's shoulder. "You don't have to get so angry just because your secretary stopped you."

"I'll talk to her later and help you get revenge." Tian Donghua had a deep understanding of the little beauty's spoiled temper.

Yuqian's upturned eyelashes fluttered, and tears welled up in her eyes. "I...I was...I was raped by him!"

"Who!?" Wenlong strode up to the girl, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Who else could it be!? Your dear fourth brother!" Yuqian covered her face with her hands and sobbed.

Wenlong turned around and slowly sat down next to the girl, his head almost buried between his knees, his hands clutching behind his head in anguish.

Tian Donghua had only stood up halfway when he heard the words "fourth brother," and sat back down.

"What's wrong?! You're all mute?!" After a long silence, Yuqian stopped crying and shouted at the men in disbelief, "Speak up! He raped me!"

"Wh...when?" Wenlong's voice was pitifully weak.

"Are you stupid?! When do you think it was?!

" "..."

"Hmph..." Yuqian suddenly sneered, but it sounded so pitiful. "Are you even men?" She threw down these words with disdain and rushed out of the office.

"Yuqian!" Wenlong chased after her.

Tian Donghua seemed oblivious to everything. He slowly took out a cigarette from his cigarette case and then pulled out a lighter from his pocket, but his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't light it.

"Ah!" The man suddenly stood up, slammed the lighter against the wall, and then swung his arms left and right, knocking all the stationery and documents on the desk to the ground. Then, as if all his strength had left him, he fell back into his swivel chair with a "thud."

It was too sudden, completely unexpected, a blessing from heaven, and a punishment from heaven.

"Mr. Tian, are you alright?" The female secretary pushed the door open a crack; perhaps the phone had hit the intercom button when it fell to the ground.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, you can go back to your work." The man's expression instantly shifted from fury to kindness.

"Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable." Tian Donghua recalled Wenlong's clenched fists when he heard the news, his hands gripping the armrests of his swivel chair tightly…

On Sunday night, Hou Longtao spent the night in Ruyun's small villa; the next morning, he would go directly to the airport from there.

Xue Nuo, Chen Xi, and Ren Jingyao, going to their respective schools, said goodbye to their loved ones in bed at 7:00, inevitably shedding tears.

Situ Qingying has always maintained a "fierce" image among her sisters. Afraid that she would shed tears when she parted from Hou Longtao, she took the initiative to take on the task of seeing Xue Nuo and the others off, without even saying goodbye to her beloved.

It was almost 9:00. He Liping, Ruyun, Yueling, Chen Qian, and Ruyan sat silently in the living room, a large, trolley-style suitcase in the center.

"It's about time," Hou Longtao said, adjusting his tie as he came down from the second floor.

Four of the five beauties stood up. Chen Qian, closest to the bottom of the stairs, immediately stepped in front of the man, carefully adjusting his tie.

Hou Longtao smiled and kissed his first love on the cheek.

"..." Chen Qian's mouth opened slightly, her throat moving slightly, clearly wanting to speak but unable to utter a sound due to a sob.

"What's wrong?" Hou Longtao gently lifted the beauty's chin, gazing into her moist eyes.

"Brother Tao..." Chen Qian hugged the man's neck tightly, burying her face in the side of his head, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Hou Longtao turned and kissed the woman's sweet cherry lips, gently sucking them again and again. Among his five wives, she was arguably the most dependent on him, probably due to her personality.

"Brother Tao, you... take care..."

"There's no need for that," Hou Longtao gently wiped away the tears on the beauty's face, "It's just a month."

"Mm." Chen Qian nodded, hugged the man's neck, kissed him hard on the face, and then turned and quickly walked into the bathroom.

"Go ahead and rest assured." He Liping came over and helped the man put on his suit.

Hou Longtao pinched his first wife's plump buttocks and gave her a knowing smile.

Ru Yan bent down and placed a pair of gleaming "boat shoes" at the man's feet.

Hou Longtao cupped the long-legged beauty's face and kissed her deeply on the forehead; their emotional connection needed no words.

For a long time, Yue Ling not only didn't stand up, but didn't even look at the man. Her head was turned to one side, her eyes red.

Hou Longtao put on his shoes, walked over, and knelt on one knee beside the woman. He placed his hands on her thighs, which were clad in pantyhose, and slowly pushed his penis into her business skirt until he was holding her buttocks. "Ling'er, aren't you going to say goodbye?"

Yue Ling turned her head further away, her jaw trembling slightly.

Hou Longtao leaned in, pressing his face between the woman's breasts, arching his back and making "humming" sounds.

"Ugh! You're so annoying, like a pig," Yue Ling laughed through her tears, punching the man's shoulder, then tears welled up in her eyes again. "Come back as soon as you've finished your business, don't just wander around there."

"I know." Hou Longtao kissed the woman's lips, got up, went to the door, and took the suitcase handle from Ru Yun.

Ru Yun accompanied the man outside, where a black luxury Accord was already waiting. Fang Jie got out of the back seat.

"Am I late?" Hou Longtao handed the suitcase to the driver.

“No,” Fang Jie tapped his watch bezel, “It’s exactly nine o’clock.”

Hou Longtao turned and pulled Ru Yun aside, “Take care of them for me, and don’t forget to take care of yourself.”

“I will. Be careful, after all, this isn’t your own place. Think before you act.”

“You don’t need to worry about that.” Hou Longtao smiled confidently, tapped his temple, and got into the car.

“Mr. Hou has never been to Tokyo , has he?” Fang Jie handed Hou Longtao a “Seven Star” cigarette, “It’s much more prosperous than Beijing, Asia’s shopping paradise.”

Hou Longtao snorted dismissively, took out his “Zhongnanhai” cigarette, he had no patience to talk about things he wasn’t interested in, “Is this car new?”

“Hmm? 2003 model.”

“Imported from Japan?”

“Yes, China can’t make such a good car.”

“Such a good car? Probably not as good as Mercedes or BMW, right?”

“We make our own cars, how can we use other companies’ cars?”

Aren’t Japanese companies supposed to be very frugal? ’Guangben’ is also your company’s. "

Heh heh, 'Guangben'? You need quality for the price. This car isn't even on the export list to China."

"Hmph, you're quite outspoken."

"It's no secret. Everyone knows the best Japanese goods are supplied to Europe and America, the mid-range ones are kept for ourselves. Chinese people... they're not that picky. As long as it has a Japanese label, it'll sell well. Even the second-best Japanese goods are better than domestic ones."

Hou Longtao almost couldn't resist smashing this bastard's face flat. "Mr. Fang, you're a top student from Peking University. This poor, run-down country has nurtured you for so many years. Even a dog doesn't complain about its poor home." "

Heh heh, Mr. Hou, you're too sensitive. I'm just being realistic. Let's not talk about this anymore." Fang Jie realized he had inadvertently touched a nerve and quickly changed the subject. At times like this, you have to cater to his interests. "Besides being a famous shopping paradise, Tokyo also has a very developed industry."

"What?" “

Heh heh heh,” Fang Jie chuckled lewdly, patting the young man on the shoulder. “During the breaks in the negotiations, I’ll take you around. Japanese baths, Thai baths, you name it, SM clubs, married women clubs—it’s on me. If we’re lucky, we might even run into some European or American women, not counting Russians, those kinds are everywhere.”

“Hahahaha.” Hou Longtao laughed heartily, offering no comment.

After a few rounds, the two, guided by staff, went directly to the tarmac via the VIP passage.

Two men and a woman stood before the lowered staircase of a small Japan Airlines private jet. They were wearing JAL uniforms; the men were the captain and first officer, and the woman was a flight attendant. All three bowed deeply upon seeing Fang Jie and Hou Longtao. After boarding

, with half an hour before takeoff, at Hou Longtao's request, the flight attendant gave him a tour of the aircraft. This flight attendant was probably seconded from the China route, as her Chinese was quite good.

No wonder private jets are a symbol of wealth; besides the standard two rows of six seats and a restroom, there was a round-table conference room, a dining room with two tables for eight people, and a lounge surrounded by sofas.

"What's this?" Hou Longtao asked, pointing to the closed wooden door at the far end.

"Mr. Fang will explain himself."

"Come, come, sit down first. Don't rush. We'll talk after takeoff." Fang Jie patted the back of the sofa...

Editor's Note: Sorry for the long wait. I fell in love with a girl this time, truly in love, even though we only took a walk together once. For the second time in my life, I had the urge to get married. Sigh, the days ahead won't be easy. Some readers said my English is bad, which is pointless to argue with, but it's a bit strange that they object to me using English company, enterprise, and brand names. They say it's inappropriate. I wonder if people say "i. b. m." when they mention IBM? Or "International Business Machines"? Or "Aibimum"? The People's Commune website is down, and I don't know when it will be fixed.

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