A pleasant ringtone rang out. Ten white toes adorned with purple manicures, Tang Yin appeared both sexy and mysterious, radiating a noble and mysterious aura. She answered the phone. A man with a slightly unfamiliar accent spoke on the other end. "Miss Tang, would you like to have dinner together tonight?"
Tang Yin frowned. This was a match arranged by her family. They said they were just talking, but in reality, they were just giving her ti to get along. The Tang Group was collaborating on a project with the other party, so a marriage was necessary. This kind of marriage arrangent was a long-standing tradition.
This ti, however, the match was a little unusual: a Korean, a mber of a large South Korean conglorate family. Companies there generally follow a hereditary system, with family mbers and descendants controlling the family.
"Mr. Park, I have other things to do right now. I'm busy. Let's talk next ti." Tang Yin said, and hung up the phone, not even giving the other party ti to react.
On the other end of the line was a man wearing light makeup. He was clearly a man, yet he was wearing makeup and spraying a strange perfu. He was a sissy, a man who was being a good man. Even the King of Boga was better than him. "Co on, bitch! Sooner or later, I'll have you on your knees sucking my cock!"
Zhao An ignored the aftermath and continued with his own affairs. He was very busy. He had to conduct research, develop his own community, and deal with the energy industry, which required certain procedures. If it weren't for the AI keeping tabs on him, he'd probably be going crazy.
He was harvesting leeks in the stock market. The market had been a bit volatile recently, mainly because Zhao An had been collecting money and hadn't invested much. Continuously profiting from the stock market was bound to cause so fluctuations.
However, for the average person, the unpredictable nature of the stock market was even more difficult to understand. A stock that was trading at three hundred yuan per share kept falling, dropping to two hundred. It finally rose to two hundred and eighty, only to hit the limit down again. With such wild ups and downs, he still suffered overall losses.
And Zhao An, this guy with a lot of tricks, knew exactly when to buy and sell stocks, profiting from the difference between the prices paid by the middlen.
Knock, knock, knock! There was a knock on the door, seemingly hurried. "Co in."
The office door was pushed open, and Tang Yin, in her high heels, tapped the floorboards, making a crisp, coquettish sound.
"What's up, beautiful lady? You don't seem to be in a good mood," Zhao An said, then took out a cigarette, lit it, and tossed one over.
"The family has arranged a match for , a South Korean guy." Tang Yin lit the cigarette, then took a sip of Zhao An's coffee.
"Oh, which group boss is this?" Zhao An piqued. A Korean? Sorry, he had no fondness for Koreans.
"Shanxing Group, a long-established South Korean group, specializes in electrical appliances," Tang Yin explained, her pretty face a bit serious.
"Well, what Shanxing Group? I've never heard of it." Zhao An did so online searching and discovered that this Shanxing Group was clearly the Samsung of his previous life! Wow, in this life, it's beco Shanxing. No wonder it feels familiar. The logo is truly classic.
"They're one of the world's leading mobile phone manufacturers, a global na. Do you think it's that easy?" Tang Yin said angrily, a little annoyed.
"Why are you so angry? Or do you have sothing to ask of ?" Zhao An chuckled. He wouldn't be held hostage to morals.
"Are you happy I'm getting married to soone else?" Tang Yin blushed, her pretty face flushed like an apple. She was furious, but this guy remained indifferent!
"Ours is just a partnership, and we can end it at any ti. I have ti for won, but not for dealing with your family's love and hate." Zhao An wouldn't be fooled. Moral kidnapping? Sorry, he has no morals.
Tang Yin gritted her teeth in anger. He'd made such a promise before, agreeing to buy her for three billion, and now he was going back on his word? "Are you even a man? You said you'd buy , and now you're not keeping your word?"
"Sorry, that was just a plan, and I need you to prove you're worth three billion. I'm not short of money, but I don't want to be a big shot. People from wealthy families are good at acting, so how would I know if you were just putting on an act?" Zhao An said dismissively.
The next second, Zhao An nearly choked on his cigarette. What the hell was going on?
Tang Yin stood up angrily, peeling off her suit jacket and unbuttoning her pure white shirt, revealing her purple lace bra. With a gentle click of her fingers, she undid the bra, revealing two exceptionally large, white breasts.
Her belly was flat, without a trace of fat, and her fair skin shone so brightly that it even reflected the light. Two large breasts were crowned with pink cherries, their rosy hue indicating they'd never been used, still in pristine condition. The large white breasts were already a plus, and paired with a rosy face, light makeup, and cheeks flushed with shyness, Tang Yin looked incredibly beautiful. She was simply stunning!
Zhao An stared at Tang Yin blankly. Oh my goodness, he was just like, fucking aweso! What else could he say? She was a beauty, a peerless beauty with a certain perfect temperant! "So big!"
"Does it look good?" Tang Yin blushed slightly. This was her first ti doing this, and her impressive appearance gave her the upper hand to engage in conversation.
"Not bad, indeed, but it's just okay. There are plenty of won with good figures and beautiful looks." Zhao An relinquished his lustful expression and returned to his calm and composed deanor.
Tang Yin glared at him angrily, then gritted her teeth and took off her skirt along with her suit skirt, along with her black lace panties. Her smooth, hairless, pink pussy was exposed. The vagina was plump, high and bulging, very fleshy. This kind of pussy is called a stead bun pussy. It allows a man to thrust as hard as he can without the embarrassnt of hitting bones. It's very comfortable to fuck. And it's very sen-sucking, like a sperm-extracting machine. A weaker man wouldn't be able to handle it and would be sucked dry!
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