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Chapter 134: Chapter 132: Mr. Chen is Surrounded by Beauties
From inside the quilt came an extremely soft whimpering sound.
Soon after, the corner of the white quilt was lifted slightly.
Tong Jialu’s eyes, adorned with starry contact lenses, peeked out, her delicate face still tinged with a honey color due to labored breathing.
Chen Cheng slowly opened his eyes, gazing at her slightly pouted cherry-red lips and fluffy long hair, a smile unconsciously spreading across his lips.
"Brother Cheng..."
Tong Jialu, like a slippery loach, slid from the end of Chen Cheng’s feet to rest on his chest.
Her left hand drew circles on Chen Cheng’s chest, her fingers slender and graceful, each motion tingling like electric shock.
"Did you rest well?"
Chen Cheng lightly pinched her cute, straight nose, "How can I rest when you do this?"
"What about this?"
Tong Jialu flipped over, lying on his sturdy body.
Chen Cheng felt a soft and tender assault.
The sliding touch of silk and the warmth of fingertips were incredibly cozy.
"You always have some new tricks up your sleeve."
Tong Jialu blinked, "I just want you to always feel my presence."
Chen Cheng smiled, "You’ve certainly accomplished that, you’re all I can think about now."
"That’s better!"
"You really are a teasing little fairy."
Tong Jialu tightened her legs, "Do you like me, this little fairy?"
"I like you now, who knows about later."
"Hmph! Then I want you to like me forever!"
The warm silk and the temperature from Tong Jialu’s palm intertwined, initiating Chen Cheng’s wake-up service from his nap.
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The sound of water rushing could be heard from the bathroom.
Chen Cheng lay on the bed, sending a message to Chen Jin.
"Lao Chen, have you arrived?"
Chen Jin: "Another twenty minutes."
"See you soon."
Tong Jialu came out after her bath, her silhouette enveloped in mist and warm steam.
The loosely draped white towel hung on her proud body, dappled light and shadow playing on her dewy skin, radiantly beautiful.
Her lips curved slightly, carrying a hint of playfulness, as she lightly walked to the bed and lingered on Chen Cheng once more.
Chen Cheng gently stroked her head, "What? Haven’t had enough fun yet?"
Tong Jialu pouted, "Brother Cheng, these last two times I..."
She paused, "didn’t truly feel your vigor."
Chen Cheng started to laugh, "Isn’t it just bad timing?"
"Then promise me, next time, give me a real experience, okay?"
Chen Cheng looked into her bright eyes and smelled the scent of shower gel coming from her, pinched Tong Jialu’s cheek and said with a smile:
"Alright, I promise you, next time I’ll let you truly feel it."
Tong Jialu happily laughed, snuggled like a child in Chen Cheng’s embrace.
Chen Cheng patted her peachy buttocks, "Go change your clothes, Chen Jin is about to arrive."
Tong Jialu reluctantly got up, first helped Chen Cheng into his clothes, then went to the wardrobe to pick out her own.
Chen Cheng glanced at it and found it familiar.
"Isn’t this dress..."
Tong Jialu looked at that piercing gaze and thought that Chen Cheng liked this kind of outfit, "This is my cousin’s. Brother Cheng, do I look good in it?"
The chiffon dress she was wearing was the same one Xia Yubing wore that day.
The same clothes, when worn by different people, really have different charms.
"You rarely dress so maturely," Chen Cheng said with a smile.
Tong Jialu twirled in front of Chen Cheng, her skirt fluttering, "What do you think, Brother Cheng, does it have a unique flavor?"
"Not bad," Chen Cheng put on his shoes, "Let’s go."
The two of them left the room and, before entering the elevator, Tong Jialu was still hooking arms with Chen Cheng, like a couple.
But by the time they reached the lobby of International Trade, she stood neatly by Chen Cheng’s side, completely devoid of the intimacy they had in bed.
Soon, Chen Jin also entered, followed by a girl carrying a briefcase, who was quite attractive in both face and figure.
Upon seeing Chen Cheng, Chen Jin strode forward and the two shook hands.
"Mr. Chen."
"Lao Chen."
Chen Cheng greeted with a smile, adding, "Lao Chen, this is Manager Tong Jialu from Beijing Publishing. She will be handling the funds this time."
"Xiao Lu, this is Chairman Chen Jin from the Linkedin Fund."
"Chairman Chen, hello."
Chen Jin glanced at the dignified yet slightly charming Tong Jialu, then understood why he had given such a big favor the other day and Chen Cheng had not shown much excitement.
A discerning person could tell that Tong Jialu had a special relationship with Chen Cheng; otherwise, such a large flow of funds would be a significant achievement for anyone.
"Mr. Chen always has beauties around him," Chen Jin said with a smile.
"This is my assistant. Manager Tong, just confirm the account and sign."
The girl stepped forward and shook hands with Tong Jialu, "Manager Tong, hello."
"Hello."
The four headed towards the elevator and went straight to the Cloud Western Restaurant on the 80th floor of International Trade.
The two Chens chatted sporadically while the two women stood quietly by their sides, waiting.
Upon reaching the restaurant, the view here was even more expansive than from the 69th floor.
From here, the pants-shaped building was cut off at the waist; in contrast, from this level, one had a view at par with Huaxia Tower and the CCTV building was right below.
They chose a table by the window and casually ordered some drinks.
Tong Jialu and Chen Jin’s assistant, knowing their limits, chose to sit four or five tables away from the two men, and then fixed the details of the transaction.
At this moment, Chen Jin pulled out his phone and leaned over to Cheng Cheng, "Mr. Chen, the list of actors."
"Actors?"
Chen Cheng was puzzled, but after seeing the information on the phone, he understood.
"This includes Croatia, Venezuela, Argentina, Brazil, and of course not forgetting Russia, Ukraine."
Chen Jin said with continuous smiles, "Mr. Chen, if you are not satisfied, I can adjust the supply from national stock."
Chen Cheng scrolled through the profiles on his phone, viewing their facial features, body measurements, and even hobbies.
Each model’s profile included a selling point, three portraits, one candid photo, and a video snippet, structured according to their locations.
The videos lasted only seven or eight seconds and had no explicit content, but featured the models speaking in broken Mandarin, mentioning the time and place like, "October 17th, Beijing."
"Gentle sweet girlfriend feel?" Chen Cheng asked with a smile, "How sweet can it be?"
Chen Jin also crooked his lips slightly, "Definitely not as sweet as the beauties by Mr. Chen’s side!"
"But..." he deliberately paused.
Chen Cheng handed back the phone, "But what?"
"One wouldn’t kick their own car, but with these, you can totally let loose!" Chen Jin replied: "The main thing is, top service without rushing the customer!"
Chen Cheng patted Chen Jin’s shoulder, "Hahaha, Lao Chen, this is really..."
"How do you say?"
Chen Cheng gave a thumbs up, "An absolutely good friend!"
"Hahaha..."
