1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 511 Blessing
In Xicheng District, at the intersection of Jinan Road and Taishan Road, there is a hotel that looks quite high-end at the moment.

Yang Mo supported the drunk Zhuo Mali, showing an expression that any man could understand, and asked for Room 301 by name. Then, under the respectful but understanding gaze of the service staff, he hugged the beautiful girl and went upstairs in a slightly anxious manner.

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After closing the door, the just the right amount of vulgarity on Yang Mo's face suddenly disappeared.

Glancing at the Simmons mattress in the room, which was definitely a high-end mattress at the time, and then looking at Zhuo Mali, who seemed to have few bones in her arms, Yang Mo couldn't help but frown.

Whether you've drunk too much or drank a lot of mixed drinks, it's easy to get drunk on the spot when you're blown by the cold wind.

Obviously, judging from the smell of alcohol on his down jacket, this peach had drunk quite a bit of alcohol before, and was blown by the northwest wind for quite a long time on the road, so it was normal for him to be drunk into a puddle of mud.

Glancing at the pretty face that was leaning against his chest and dyed with red, Yang Mo sighed silently, then stretched out his left hand without hesitation and pulled towards Zhuo Mali's chest...

yah~
With the sound of a smooth zipper, a figure wrapped in a thin dark brown cashmere sweater appeared before his eyes, enough to make all men's blood boil.

cut~
No wonder people in the south in later generations always complain that we Qi and Lu people are unsophisticated. Our own wives are like this, and so is our future general assistant... Apart from these dark-colored clothes, do you have no other choice?

Yang Mo put one hand under Zhuo Mali's armpit with some difficulty, and with the other hand he took the down jacket off the peach-like girl a little clumsily. The expression on his face remained calm the whole time, and there was no excitement at all for physical contact.

Call ~
With some difficulty, Yang Mo helped the drunk Zhuo Mali onto the Simmons mattress and covered her with a quilt. Then he walked to the window and gently closed the curtains, leaving a small gap of less than five centimeters. Then he sat on the cotton-padded waist chair by the window, closed his eyes and fell into a sleep.

For adults, going home for the New Year is actually a very tiring task.

He has to find every opportunity to dress up and entertain his parents to please them, and he has to visit relatives frequently and say flattering words that sound sincere. When he returns home, he has to answer all kinds of questions for his wife and say some funny words to promote the relationship between them. He has to smile 24 hours a day and not let anyone feel neglected or perfunctory. For a otaku like Yang Mo, this is really an extremely mentally exhausting task, and it is so exhausting that it is even comparable to working overtime for five consecutive nights.

What's more, he got up at three in the morning this morning and drove for nearly ten hours in one go. He was pushed to the limit both mentally and physically. Being able to sleep for a while, even if it was just sitting and taking a nap, was the happiest thing for him.

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But as a certain fat guy once commented, Yang Mo is actually a very defensive person.

People like him will only enter a light sleep no matter how sleepy or tired they are unless they are in an environment that they are extremely familiar with and feel at ease with.

Therefore, after closing his eyes for less than ten minutes, he felt a little unnatural, as if something was spying on him.

Without having time to think whether he was too sensitive, Yang Mo opened his eyes immediately based on his conscious instinct.

Ok?
Yang Mo looked inside through the light from the slit in the curtains, but frowned: "Sister Zhuo, are you awake?"

But it was Zhuo Mali who was lying sideways on the bed, staring at Yang Mo with great interest.

Although the redness on his face had not yet faded, and his brows were still clearly drunk, judging from the clarity of his eyes, this peach was not really drunk;
In other words, even if he was really drunk, he was far from being drunk into a puddle of mud.

"Yang Mo, thank you for today!"

Zhuo Mali did not answer Yang Mo's probing question, but thanked her sincerely.

Yang Mo's coming here was indeed a great help to her.

Hearing this, Yang Mo just smiled softly: "No need to thank me, it's just a small favor."

After saying this, he closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Seeing this, Zhuo Mali had a strange look in her eyes: "Aren't you curious why I sent you a message and asked you to help me act out this scene?"

Yang Mo opened his eyes again and smiled calmly: "I don't like to meddle in other people's business. You are the assistant to the general manager that I have chosen... Since the future important assistant wants me to help you, I will just help you. You don't have to explain to me."

Yang Mo answered calmly, but Zhuo Mali stared at him blankly for a long time before she suddenly smiled: "Aren't you afraid that the eldest sister of the Mu family will be jealous?"

Yang Mo glanced at him, without a trace of worry in his tone: "Didn't you send a message to Xiaoya as well? She won't be jealous."

Zhuo Mali leaned over and tilted her head to look at him, her tone full of teasing: "But I just asked you to help me out, I didn't ask you to drag me over to get a room. Just now, many people saw you hugging me all the way into the hotel. Even if you are not afraid of the eldest sister of the Mu family getting jealous, aren't you afraid that the news will spread and the organization will talk to you?"

At this point, Zhuo Mali looked at him with a smile: "You are now a department-level cadre, and you are also a top-notch cadre with real power in our Qilu Petroleum System. If there is any problem in your relationship with men and women, this braid will be very big!"

Yang Mo smiled calmly, "The reason you asked me for help is to use my identity to suppress those covetous people... I don't have any other advantages, but I always pay attention to doing things from beginning to end. Since I want to help you, I will help you to the end... Showing up in front of those young people can only scare them for a while. Since you are acting, you have to act the whole set, at least let those old guys in the command center see it."

Zhuo Mali sat on the bed blankly, not knowing what she was thinking, but suddenly she started to giggle: "Brother, you haven't told me yet, aren't you afraid of getting into big trouble by doing this?"

Yang Mo glanced at her, but suddenly sighed: "Sister Zhuo, although I was born in the countryside and my social experience is not rich, it does not mean that I really don't know anything... In fact, everyone knows that even those who dislike me the most will not report this issue to the organization. Without receiving a real-name report, the organization will definitely not take the initiative to talk to me about this issue."

Zhuo Mali's smile suddenly had a hint of teasing: "Oh~ Sister, I am so stupid that I don't understand a little bit... The organization has repeatedly emphasized that you are not allowed to have casual relationships with men and women. Where do you get such confidence?"

Yang Mo stared at her for a long time with a calm look, until Zhuo Mali's expression became a little stiff, then he pulled the corner of his mouth: "No matter what system it is, mother and baby, blood, and body fluids are the most stable and basic guarantee conditions for establishing a network of relationships and even standing in a team;"

"Unless they are a complete rookie with no social experience, no one would be stupid enough to use this kind of thing to attack their enemies. It is equivalent to breaking the rules of the game... Those guys in the news who were brought down because of promiscuous relationships with men and women are, after all, the unlucky ones who failed in the struggle. The reason why they like to use promiscuous relationships with men and women as the main crime is nothing more than the need to maintain their image."

At this point, Yang Mo snorted without commenting: "You don't think I don't know why these second-generation people from Dongying gathered together today and why they played so wildly, and their elders pretended to be ignorant of this... Moral decline is one aspect, but more importantly, it is a need to maintain relationships with each other, or even deliberately give each other handles."

Having the secret of her group suddenly exposed by an "outsider", Zhuo Mali's face suddenly turned pale: "How did you know...then you...?"

Yang Mo's face unconsciously revealed a kind of reserve and pride that Zhuo Mali couldn't understand: "It's okay for mothers and babies, but relying on blood and body fluids, especially body fluids, which is a low-level maintenance method, is ultimately just a despicable method used by a group of poor people without confidence and hope to maintain their social status... People who are truly ambitious, capable and confident, and want to impact higher levels, disdain to use such means."

Zhuo Mali had never seen such a kind of inner pride on the face of a male superior. She vaguely felt an indescribable strange shock, and then she didn't know what she remembered. She seemed a little flustered: "Yang Mo, that, whether you believe it or not, I didn't..."

Before she finished speaking, Yang Mo raised his hand to interrupt her: "I know this, Sister Zhuo, you are a very capable person, and with Uncle Zhuo protecting you, you will definitely not resort to such an unpresentable method."

At this point, Yang Mo was a little confused: "However, what kind of trouble did Uncle Zhuo encounter right now that made those useless people who don't know how to live or die have a crush on you, and you actually fell to the point of participating in such a muddy social gathering today?"

When Zhuo Mali heard that Yang Mo was willing to believe that she had never been involved in those dirty things before, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But when she heard Yang Mo asking about her father, her expression turned bitter: "Brother, you should have heard a little about the current situation in the Middle East, right?"

Yang Mo glanced at her and said, "Were you in the Gulf War and Desert Storm? Sister Zhuo, you should know that men are much more concerned about such things than women... Believe me, I know much more about the situation over there than you do."

Zhuomali forced a smile and nodded: "Brother, it's enough for you to know the situation over there... Then you should also know that this war was nominally caused by Iraq's invasion of Kuwait, and in addition to the local Iraqi oil wells that were destroyed in Operation Desert Storm, Iraq also set many Kuwaiti oil wells on fire in one go before withdrawing from Kuwait, right?"

Yang Mo nodded again: "732."

The numbers that came out of his mouth undoubtedly proved that Yang Mo did not lie. He had been paying close attention to the situation in the Middle East.

After discovering this, Zhuomali inexplicably felt a little more at ease, but the smile on her lips became more bitter: "Brother, you may not know that this time in the desert storm, the endless alien-like technology and weapons from America, and the crushing crushing like a dead tree, have caused tremendous pressure in the country. Although the war is not over yet, panic is spreading rapidly..."

Yang Mo seemed unwilling to talk about this topic: "I know this, Sister Zhuo, let's get to the point."

Zhuo Mali had long been accustomed to Yang Mo's dominance, so she was not angry at the moment. She just sighed: "So, with the soft words coming out of Iraq, American officials announced in a semi-discussative tone that Desert Storm might end soon and the war would soon come to an end. Iraq and Kuwait, especially the fire fighting of those oil wells in Kuwait, has become a major and urgent issue... If the fire is not put out, more than half of the more than 1300 oil wells in Kuwait will not be able to work normally, which will seriously affect international oil prices."

"As mentioned before, this desert storm has caused a huge impact on all walks of life. In addition to some other reasons, whether it is out of humanitarian considerations or other factors, our country plans to form a firefighting team to rush to the Middle East to participate in the firefighting of those oil wells... Qilu Oilfield is the second largest oilfield in China, and the headquarters has relatively rich overseas cooperation experience. Therefore, the organization intends to transfer some technical experts and staff from the headquarters to rush to the Middle East to fight the fire with other oilfields."

Hearing this, Yang Mo frowned: "Sister Zhuo, this reason... although it makes sense, it's not sufficient, right?"

This fire-fighting operation was very famous, and China's performance in this operation was absolutely brilliant. Fire-fighting experts and teams from other regions had been studying the oil wells for several months but were still helpless. As soon as the Chinese team took over, they quickly put out the fire in a very imaginative way, which really made China famous in front of the world.

But this is not the point.

Although firefighting involves great personal risks, those risks are borne by the grassroots team members who personally take part in the firefighting and the technical personnel who direct the firefighting on the spot. Leaders at the same level as Zhuo's father will be more responsible for negotiations, work docking and coordination with both sides of Taiwan and the United States. Although there will be all kinds of difficulties and challenges, the personal risks are almost zero.

And you have to understand that helping Kuwait put out the fire is a very beneficial thing for both Kuwait and America, so even if you encounter those white-strip soldiers from time to time, there should be no risk.

From the arrival of firefighting teams from various countries to the extinguishing of all the oil well fires in Kuwait, it took only nine months in total. Moreover, these nine months were far beyond initial expectations. At the beginning, the idea of ​​various countries was that all the fires could be extinguished in about three months, which naturally included China... It was only three months, why should the Zhuo family father and daughter be put into such a huge passive situation?

Zhuo Mali smiled bitterly: "If it is just to participate in the firefighting work, it is naturally not a big deal, and other people would not jump out here like a group of vicious dogs... But the problem is that the organization has drawn people from various oil systems to rush to the Middle East this time, and there are other tasks!"

Yang Mo was stunned: "Other tasks?"

Zhuo Mali rubbed her still red face and said, "Brother, I heard that you used to go to the shooting range with your friends to shoot a few rings when you were free. I guess you are not someone who knows nothing about weapons and equipment... When you saw those destroyed Iraqi tanks and other equipment on TV, did you feel that they looked a little familiar?"

look familiar?

Yang Mo looked at her with some doubt: "Most of the tanks destroyed in Iraq were not Soviet weapons..."

Before she finished speaking, she paused abruptly and looked at the peach in disbelief: "Sister Zhuo, are you saying......?"

Zhuomali forced a smile, but there was no joy in it: "Ever since Saudi Arabia spent a huge amount of money to buy some big radishes from us, our country has actually sold a lot of ordinary goods to the Middle East in recent years... Although it is impossible to sell big radishes anymore, we have sold a lot of large and small items."

"The relationship between the countries in the Middle East is very complicated. Although it is not convenient to talk about the intricacies that are not known to outsiders, you only need to know that Iraq has bought a lot of things from us... Therefore, Iraq's lack of ability to fight back this time has not only caused a huge impact on the country, but the wreckage that was easily destroyed has also dealt a heavy blow to the international reputation of some of our country's export products."

Shrugging her shoulders, Zhuomali had no idea how much visual impact the bounce caused by this action would bring to the man: "But this is not the point. The point is... Iraq has a large amount of money that has not been paid!"

"As mentioned before, because they were crushed by America and had no power to fight back, Iraq, for some unknown reason, started to be picky about the goods we sold to them. They looked extremely dissatisfied and kept saying that they were short of funds. They seemed to be planning to default on their debts... Of course, these debts are not just ordinary payments for goods, but also other trade and contracted labor payments, about 10.8 billion US dollars, which also involved a series of units such as China Construction and Road and Bridge Corporation." "But later, after our people argued with reason, the other party finally gave in and finally did not intend to default to the end. Instead, they vaguely revealed their intention to use oil fields to pay off the debts..."

Before he could finish his words, Yang Mo screamed: "Could it be... the Ahdab Oil Field!?"

The Al-Ahdab Oilfield is a relatively large oilfield in Iraq and also the first foreign oil cooperation project of Iraq after the war.
What is rather ironic is that America, which was clearly the winner of the war, completely lost the bidding for the first foreign oil cooperation project after the war. Instead, China and Russia won the bid. China's contract investment was approximately US$30 billion, and the contract period was 23 years.

This project was unknown to ordinary Chinese people, but it caused an uproar in the oil system, especially in the northern oil system, and was even promoted as a major achievement.

only……

Although Yang Mo looked confused, Zhuo Mali was also surprised: "Ahdab Oilfield? I don't know. It is said that it has not been determined which oilfield will be used to pay off the debt... Could it be that you have some new information? This is not right. For a project like this, the news from the headquarters should be more timely and comprehensive than that from the local administrative system!"

After a brief moment of surprise, Zhuomali realized that Yang Mo had no intention of explaining. She did not force him, but showed a deep frustration on her face: "Whether it is Ahdab or not, the other party's intention to use the oil field to pay off the debt is very clear."

"Brother, you also know that the Middle East is a good place where you can find oil just by digging with a hoe. However, for any oil field that produces more than 1 barrels of crude oil per day, the negotiation process is an extremely difficult and time-consuming process... Everyone knows why the coalition led by America intervened in the Middle East this time. Therefore, even if Iraq wants to use the oil fields to repay its debts, the negotiation process will definitely involve Western intervention. Unfortunately, Iraq was beaten badly this time, so the process is even more arduous and difficult."

At this point, Zhuo Mali's face was a little gloomy: "The expected value is high, the process is tortuous, it takes a long time, the difficulty is huge, and the probability of failure is high. Because of the characteristics of the project, it is necessary to be stationed in the Middle East for a long time, and it has to face the post-war chaos and the personal risks brought by the coalition forces of America and other countries..."

"It can be said that anyone with a brain knows that this kind of overseas cooperation, which seems to be a huge opportunity, is actually an extremely dangerous pit... Even if we don't consider the risk of personal injury and project failure, the fact that you need to spend several years abroad to follow up the project wholeheartedly is enough to scare off most people... Heh, you've been away from your job for so long, and when you come back, everything has changed. All your former allies and subordinates have gone their separate ways. Who will still recognize you?"

After a pause, the peach-like girl's mouth curled up with deep sarcasm: "But the problem is, you have to know that our country is extremely poor in oil. Even though we know that given the current situation in Iraq, this cooperation project has a high probability of failure, the organization will never give up any hope... Therefore, the organization asked the major oil systems to report suitable candidates for the delegation this time. Although the words and tone are very gentle, everyone knows that this is a tough task assigned by the organization. You can't be careless at all, and each unit must select one or two cadres with relevant foreign affairs experience and sufficient weight to join the delegation."

“In fact, there are quite a few cadres in the headquarters who have experience in overseas cooperation projects, and there are even several who are at the same level as my father. But at the emergency discussion meeting held before the New Year, those people unanimously pushed my father to be included in the delegation list. In fact, to put it bluntly, no one wanted to go, so they simply pushed my father, who was a poor guy with enough weight but could hardly make any further progress and was not far from being transferred to the front line, to take the blame.”

At the end, Zhuo Mali spread her hands and said, "In short, in the list urgently submitted by the headquarters, my father is the only candidate for senior cadres. If nothing unexpected happens, the possibility of him leading the delegation is not great, but the probability of him joining the delegation is close to 100%... As the saying goes, when a wall falls, everyone pushes it. Although I have friends all over the world, now that I have really encountered problems, the only one I can really rely on is you, my brother."

"So there is no other way. I am sorry to disturb your meeting with your father-in-law and son-in-law."

In fact, Yang Mo originally wanted to ask, Song Youlong, Mu Siyuan and others are your father’s allies after all, didn’t they speak up for your father at the meeting?

But when he heard the peach's last words, which were filled with a hint of sarcasm, he immediately understood.

He frowned and pondered for a while.

He had to admit that Zhuo Mali's analysis was correct. Going to the Middle East to discuss oil field cooperation projects at this critical juncture was indeed an extremely risky thing.

If I remember correctly, the Sino-Iranian cooperation on the Ahdab Oilfield only achieved a major breakthrough in 96 after a long period of contact and negotiation, and the joint exploitation agreement was officially signed in 97;

But even though it took such a long time and China was finally chosen as the target, the results were not ideal at all.

Due to some well-known reasons, the winning Sino-Russian company must sell the oil produced in the Ahdab Oilfield to the US oil company on the spot at the production agreement price... This agreement price is determined during the bidding. The basic principle is the production cost + reasonable labor outsourcing contract profit. The price disclosed by CNPC at the time was about US$5-8 per barrel. The production costs of different oil wells are different, and the approved contract prices are also different.

Therefore, if China needs to import this batch of oil, it needs to purchase it from American oil companies, and the price will be settled according to the international crude oil futures market price of the day. At that time, the price fluctuated between US$20 and US$35 per barrel.

To put it in the simplest and most straightforward terms, China nominally worked with Russia to obtain the ownership of the oil field for 23 years, but in reality it was just working for the United States, earning relatively insignificant labor fees, and even lost billions of dollars in foreign exchange that was extremely valuable at the time.

The most terrible thing is that even though the cooperation in the development of this oil field was intended to earn labor fees, it was terminated soon due to some external reasons, and the cooperation was not restarted until several years later.

It can be said that it is difficult to be satisfied with such a report card that took several years and countless efforts of a large group of people. Therefore, it is undoubtedly difficult to make further progress with this project. On the contrary, as Zhuo Mali said, the losses brought about by leaving one's base for a long time are difficult to predict.

And this is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is actually the issue of personal safety that people in the future who have lived in a peaceful environment for a long time may not be able to understand at all.

You have to know that war is a twisted monster. When the fighting stops, all kinds of bizarre and terrible things will happen.

Even though Operation Desert Storm had been over for several years, workers in Iraq's oil operations still needed three bulletproof Land Cruisers and six armed men for protection to travel alone. Otherwise, no one knew whether you could come back after leaving.

In addition, although the oil workers who were transferred to work in Iraq in the 1990s had much higher salaries than their domestic counterparts, they were required to sign a life and death agreement before going abroad and be prepared to never come back... This is not a movie plot, but a real thing that happened in that era.

Therefore, in 96, when China planned to transfer drilling workers from major domestic oil systems to Iraq for operations, even though there was already a large-scale layoff and unemployment at the time, most ordinary employees would rather stay in their original units than go abroad to earn that extremely generous salary.

Think about it, the situation in 1996 and 1997 was so dire, let alone 1991, and Operation Desert Storm had not yet completely ended?

To put it bluntly, going to Iraq during this period is really like putting your head on the belt to fight for oil for your motherland.

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I quickly calculated it in my mind.

Obviously, since the command center's emergency list has been submitted, Zhuo's father, the only senior leader who reported it, basically has no way to escape.

However, although Zhuo's father had no choice, Zhuo Mali, who was not actually a necessary middle-level cadre, did not necessarily need to be on the list; otherwise, Kong Jie would not have used this as a means to coerce this beautiful woman... In fact, everyone knew that the value of this mature woman with a great figure staying in the country was far greater than joining a group to go abroad.

Although they cooperated in acting out such a drama today and spread the information that "Zhuo Mali is Yang Mo's underground lover", it should be enough to dispel the thoughts of all people with ulterior motives. The command center should also consider the selection of ordinary personnel accompanying the group out of comprehensive considerations.

It's just that I'm not afraid of a thousand things, I'm afraid of one thing...

Thinking of this, Yang Mo smiled gently: "Sister Zhuo, don't think too much these days, adjust your mentality, and work hard to be the general assistant of the Urban Property Fund Company after taking office... When I go back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will naturally call Mr. Zhao to wish him a happy new year."

After understanding what Yang Mo meant, Zhuo Mali exclaimed in disbelief, and then her expression became a little strange: "Brother... aren't you very taboo about being involved in some cause and effect? ​​Why are you helping my sister like this?"

Yang Mo held up his heavy eyelids and said nonchalantly, "At my current point, it's hard to avoid cause and effect."

"As for why I'm helping you so much... didn't I tell you that you're already my chosen assistant? I'm extremely short of talent right now, and since I've been taking the path of preferring to have few rather than unqualified people from the beginning, it's only natural that I'll keep as many people as I can if I can find one who meets all the requirements."

Assistant...huh?

Hearing Yang Mo's affirmation of her ability, Zhuo Mali felt a genuine joy;

But for some reason, she felt an inexplicable resentment for this sole reason.

"Oh? It's just because I'm about to become the general assistant of the Urban Real Estate Fund Company. There's no other reason?"

As she spoke, Zhuo Mali's face revealed a kind of charm that is unique to mature women, and then she stretched herself to show off her explosive figure that is enough to drive most men crazy: "Actually, I drank a lot of wine today, and you are the only one I can rely on in the future... Everyone saw us enter this room, and if you really have any bad intentions, I don't have the strength or the courage to resist!"

Seeing this pretty girl showing the kind of pitiful appearance that could arouse the criminal impulse of most men, Yang Mo's gaze stayed on her obviously oversized Q-elastic chest for a second, and then he frowned: "Sister Zhuo, since you will be my assistant in the future, I think there are some things I should emphasize to you in advance."

As he spoke, Yang Mo gently raised three fingers: "First, I protect you purely because you have always stood firmly on my ship, and I think your ability and potential are enough to serve as my right-hand man;"

"Second, to work with me, you only need to prove your ability and attitude. You don't need to pay anything else, and I don't want you to pay anything else... Remember, you are my assistant, not my secretary. There is no need to sell out your dignity."

"Third, for me, a qualified general assistant is not only my right-hand man, but also an important working partner who can have equal dialogue with me... I have always believed that the more important the person is, the purer the relationship between us should be... Exchanging body fluids will certainly make some people feel more secure and have a greater sense of identity, but in fact, in my opinion, this is a taboo for working together."

After saying that, Yang Mo put down his finger and looked at the peach very seriously: "Sister Zhuo, if we work together for a long time in the future, you will find that I am actually a person with strong self-control... In fact, although I do have needs, the things between men and women are really not that attractive to me."

After saying that, Yang Mo slowly closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep: "Sister Zhuo, you drank a lot today, so take a nap first. I'll call you in an hour. Just pretend and we'll go back."

Yang Mo's words just now were not perfunctory to Zhuo Mali. As an old VC who had witnessed the decline of countless family businesses, he was really afraid of introducing too much nepotism into the work, and he was even more afraid of partners who were supposed to be close partners rolling into the same bed.

According to his experience, when working together, the purer and more rational the relationship between each other, the better... Even good friends are not suitable to start a company together, let alone couples who have slept together.

And although his energetic young body would occasionally produce some young people's impulses, his soul, having been half buried in the ground in his previous life, had experienced too many crazy nightclubs, and had already developed enough resistance to the simple exchange of body fluids;

Therefore, this peach-like face that was actually quite good and the body that could explode at any time were indeed an irresistible poison for most men. However, for him who had dealt with hundreds of fat and thin women in three years in his previous life, it was not enough to make him lose his mind.

Hearing Yang Mo emphasize so seriously that the other party only valued her ability, Zhuo Mali, who was used to men looking at her with ill intentions, was stunned.

An important and pure...partner?

Zhuo Mali savored these words carefully, looked at Yang Mo who was already sleeping with his eyes closed, and suddenly laughed.

After laughing for a while, his expression turned teasing: "An hour?"

"We've been here for almost half an hour, and we've been taking off our clothes and taking a shower. We should be out in five minutes!"

After saying that, he looked at Yang Mo, who was like an old monk in meditation, with a smile on his face: "Speaking of which, big brother... are you pretending to be rich?"

Hearing this, Yang Mo opened his eyes and almost vomited blood.

With all the programs...

half an hour?
"Sister Zhuo, stop looking down on others!"

Yang Mo looked at her with gritted teeth.

Since it concerns a man's dignity, he has to speak out.

Seeing Yang Mo's indignant expression, but not wanting to talk more about it, Zhuo Mali laughed like a little girl who had succeeded in a prank. The two illegal buildings on her chest directly shook people's minds...

(End of this chapter)