The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

"Mr. Lin, have you seen today's photos? That black lace outfit is one she just bought yesterday; she picked out the style herself. She's improved quite a bit, hasn't she?"

"She really does look good. Her style of dress seems to have changed quite a bit lately."

"Of course, I tell her every day that even an iron tree can bloom. Now, every morning before she leaves the house, she asks me what I should wear. She's much better than that nerdy guy who only knew how to wear shirts and trousers when she first came here."

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair, scrolling through photos on his phone, and had a rather peculiar feeling about it.

He's been incredibly busy lately. He needs to personally oversee the design of the school district housing project, the karst cave scenic area is about to welcome the peak tourist season during the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holidays, and the second phase of Yang Ru's energy storage base is also about to start the bidding process.

He didn't have time to personally contact Ma Qingqing for the time being, so he let Wang Yue continue to act as an inside agent and keep this pawn in check for now.

As for He Rui, he had only been behaving himself for a few days.

After Lin Feng "reassigned" him directly from the training room to the business department, he did indeed behave himself for a while.

Lu Fei, the head of the business department, was a man who couldn't tolerate any wrongdoing. On the first day, he set the rules for him, making him follow several senior salesmen to run projects, clock in on time every morning, submit daily reports in the evening, and start from the most basic assistant position, just like everyone else.

Although He Rui was resentful, he didn't dare to act recklessly in front of Lu Fei. After all, Lu Fei was a trusted confidant promoted by Lin Feng, and offending him was no different from offending Lin Feng.

But every day he was running around in the business department, and occasionally he would run into Ma Qingqing in the corridor. When he saw her wearing that work uniform and her long legs wrapped in stockings flashing past his eyes, the flame in his heart would ignite again.

I noticed that Ma Qingqing seems to have changed a lot recently. Before, she walked with a deliberate hunchback, as if she wanted to hide her figure. Now she has started to walk with her back straight, and her steps in high heels are more steady than before.

What he didn't know was that these changes were all thanks to the "workplace image management lessons" that Wang Yue kept nagging him about every day.

He Rui observed for a while and found that Lin Feng and Ma Qingqing didn't seem to have much interaction. Apart from that interview and the direct job transfer, the two had almost no public contact.

Another thought crossed her mind: perhaps Lin Feng just thought Ma Qingqing was an alumnus and helped her out casually, without any other intention.

Since she wasn't Lin Feng's woman, he had nothing to worry about.

In addition, since Lin Feng was away from the company recently, He Rui started by learning about Ma Qingqing's hobbies and found out that she liked dogs. So he spent a lot of money to buy a Corgi puppy of excellent quality and had it delivered to her doorstep.

Ma Qingqing guessed that He Rui had given it to her, but He Rui flatly denied it, saying that if she didn't like the dog, she could throw it away. Ma Qingqing looked at the little corgi dozing on her slippers and couldn't bear to throw it away.

A few days later, the little corgi suddenly got diarrhea, so He Rui bought a bunch of imported dog food and pet medicine and delivered them to her apartment building overnight.

Looking at the message on her phone screen, Ma Qingqing suddenly felt a little wavering. She had always thought He Rui was just a spoiled brat who flaunted his family connections, but these two incidents made her think that he might not be so bad after all.

By chance, He Rui sat down next to her while eating in the cafeteria, took out his phone and asked if he could add her on WeChat.

Ma Qingqing hesitated for a few seconds, but finally picked up her phone and scanned his QR code.

After they became friends, He Rui would message her every day, but Ma Qingqing's replies were always lukewarm. She would usually mention these interactions with He Rui when chatting with Wang Yue.

"Minister Wang, He Rui has been messaging me a lot lately. Sometimes it's about work, and sometimes it's just some boring short videos. I don't know whether to reply or not, and it's getting a bit annoying. But I feel bad being too cold to him about helping the puppy last time, since he really did help. What do you think I should do?"

"He wants to pursue you, can't you tell? But you've just started working, so don't worry about anything else, just focus on your work. You don't need to reply to every message he sends, just ignore them. If he does anything inappropriate, just tell me, and I'll handle it for you. By the way, how's the data preparation for that nutritional meal project I mentioned last time? President Lin asked me to check on the progress."

"I worked overtime yesterday to finish the preliminary plan, and I'll revise it a bit more today before handing it over to you. I know about He Rui's matter, thank you, Minister Wang. I'm really not good at handling these kinds of things. In the past, when I encountered people trying to chat me up at school, I would just walk around them, but now I can't avoid them, so I have to bite the bullet and deal with it."

Wang Yue went along with her words, saying that being ordinary colleagues was fine, but then she turned around and reported all the details to Lin Feng.

After listening, Lin Feng leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice. "That kid really is incorrigible. After his uncle put him in Shuke, he not only didn't restrain himself, but he became even worse."

However, he is currently busy with the reception plan for the scenic area during the National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival holidays, as well as finalizing the design of the school district housing, and does not have time to personally deal with a young boy.

but……

He picked up his phone and dialed Kui Zi's number.

"Kui Zi, get me some dirt on He Rui. If you don't have any on hand, make some up. Find a few prostitutes to seduce him, take some photos and videos or something. I'll give you a week, is that enough?"

Kui Zi chuckled twice on the other end of the phone: "This kind of thing is my specialty. I did it a lot when I was working for Sister Hong. I can get it done for you in three days, not a week. This kid dared to mess with Brother Lin's people, I'll make him regret it."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng put his phone on the table and stopped thinking about it.

There were more important things to do. Shen Qianqian had already sent him several messages urging him to come, saying that the dance class was canceled and the swimming class had been moved to Saturday morning, and that he had to come with her.

Lin Feng drove to the school gate and saw Shen Qianqian standing under the sycamore tree waiting in the distance.

Today I'm wearing a light pink, tight-fitting short-sleeved T-shirt with a small V-neck design. However, because the two full breasts on my chest are so exaggerated, the small V-neck is stretched open to the sides, and the fabric stretches out several fine horizontal wrinkles at the fullest part of my chest.

The deep cleavage below her collarbone extended subtly from the edge of her neckline, gleaming white in the sunlight.

Lin Feng glanced at her and felt that her breasts seemed to have grown even larger than before she went to Xinjiang.

She wore a white pleated mini-skirt that reached just above her knees, revealing two long, gleaming white legs. She wore white canvas shoes and a thin silver anklet.

She opened the car door, got into the passenger seat, tossed her backpack into the back seat, and leaned in to give Lin Feng a big kiss on the cheek. "You're several minutes late! We agreed on 9:30, and it's almost 9:35 now. My legs are killing me, what are we going to do about it?"

"There's a traffic jam on the road. You know how congested Hohai University's morning rush hour is."

"Traffic jams are no excuse. You have to make it up to me. After swimming this afternoon, treat me to mala tang (spicy hot pot), from that old shop outside the North Gate, with double the amount of fatty beef."