Chapter 246
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"Good morning, Mr Bennett!"
As soon as Bennett got out of the car, the bank employees in the parking lot stopped and greeted him with a smile warmer than the sun.
Bennett would also smile and say hello to them. At first, he was very uncomfortable, because he had little sense of existence in the state branch of the bank. People wouldn't be so flattering. The sun greeted him good morning.
But after coming here, everything has changed.
After locking the door, he turned around and said hello to the person who said hello to him, "good morning,... Sir."
The gentleman who was replaced by six points was instantly satisfied, and his steps seemed to become lighter.
In such an atmosphere, greet others all the way until he enters his office.
He felt that his mouth would go numb if he met a few more people, and he recently found a very interesting little phenomenon, that is, he remembered the names of most bank staff.
It has to be said that this is a magical little social method. Just saying hello can make others remember their names. Sometimes Bennett has to lament that the office environment of this subordinate organization is much more complex than that of the branch.
He had just sat down for less than a minute when his full-time secretary came in with a tea tray, in which there was a pot of steaming coffee and some small cakes.
His secretary is a girl, about twenty-three or four years old, with long blond hair and a very good figure.
I don't know if it's because the bank heating is hot. The female secretary in a sweater has a red and hot face. She goes to the desk and puts the tea tray on the table.
"Mr. Bennett, your coffee. These are the little cakes I made last night. I hope you can try them!" the girl was a little nervous. A little thing like a biscuit fell on the ground. The girl quickly apologized and bent down to pick it up.
Looking at the girl's skirt tightly wrapped around her hips because of the bending action, Bennett's breathing was a little faster. He picked up the coffee and took a sip directly regardless of its slightly high temperature.
The hot coffee falling into his stomach not only did not solve his hot and dry mouth, but also made his blood more boiling.
"Can I help you?" he asked thoughtfully. By the way, his hand pressed on the girl's tight skirt. It seemed that he really just wanted to help someone.
He could feel that the girl's body seemed to tremble slightly, which made him feel a little rash. He quickly withdrew his hand and apologized for his rashness, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice that..."
The girl blushed and stood up in a hurry. She apologized and left quickly.
He looked at the closed door, then fixed his eyes on the coffee cup in front of him, as if he saw something in the ripples on the surface of the coffee.
Just now, the warm and soft feel seemed to echo in his heart. He sighed faintly. Youth is good.
Bennett is only 40 years old this year, but he is well maintained, making him look only 36 or 17 years old.
In fact, he has been married. His wife is not the result of his free love, but a deal.
His wife's father is a middle-level manager of the bank. With these relationships, he successfully entered the bank. However, to his disappointment, his wife's husband did not provide too much help to him after that, because his wife's father suddenly fell to the ground in a social party. Although he was sent to the hospital in time, he also lost his ability to work.
Since then, Bennett can only struggle in the Bank alone. His pursuit of money is not too strong. On the one hand, his wife's family is very rich. He has worked in the bank for so many years. Whether it is legitimate or improper income, it is not small.
He knows very well that now he starts with money and gets only some small money. He can't ruin his future for some money that doesn't count for him.
In the future, his position will be promoted and his income in all aspects will increase. In the long run, strict self-discipline can help him go further.
He has no other bad hobbies and doesn't gamble.
Maybe it's because his marriage originated from a deal. At home, he maintained a strange respectful attitude towards his wife, even a little... Low.
His wife often satirizes him with the purpose and implementation of his marriage, which makes it more difficult for him to raise his head at home, especially after his wife's father was paralyzed, his wife intensified.
This makes Bennett have a very special hobby. He likes to visit the strip bar and have close contact with those strip girls when he has enough personal time.
Besides, he doesn't have any bad hobby. Even this hobby is legal.
Strip bars do not provide health services. According to federal law, only certain processes and money transactions are considered as recruitment and... But the behavior of strip girls is not considered, because most of them use their hands or something else, which is not under the control of federal law.
This is his only personal hobby, and it's legal.
He never fooled around with women in the office. Although he knew how dirty the banking system was, the more dirty the bottom was, he didn't join in, but kept himself clean.
He doesn't want his future to be destroyed by himself on some small problems. He should have lofty ideals and future!
After missing this little surprise that made him have some aftertaste, he began to warn himself not to let desire control his brain. He began to focus on his work.
One document after another gradually made him deeply addicted to it. He liked the feeling that any document must have his signature to enter the process. Nominally, he was Joe griman's assistant, but everyone knew that Joe griman had been overhead by him the moment he got the approval power.
He is the Supreme Master of this department. All he has to do is wait quietly and wait for Joe griman to finish his work in the middle of the year. At that time, he will succeed Joe griman. Just think about it, it can make him feel excited!
The whole day's work soon ended. Being busy would make people feel that time passed quickly. He greeted his colleagues and left the bank. Sitting in the car, he couldn't help thinking of his secretary and his round hips.
A trace of evil fire rose in his heart. He needed to relax.
He turned directly and headed for a nice strip bar nearby. Because of work, his family hasn't moved here yet. Of course, he may not want to move here. His wife has to take care of her father. She doesn't want to smell cow dung in such a rural place, although there are no cows or cow dung in the streets here.
This gave Bennett a lot of free time so that he could do what he wanted to do. He parked the car, lowered the brim of his round hat, and walked into the strip bar.
As soon as he entered here, he smelled a very special smell, and there were more smiles on his face.
He exchanged a box of change from the help desk - in a strip bar, change is a necessary prop for everyone, and it plays a great role.
Then he chose a stage to sit down and asked the waiter to bring him some wine he liked.
Most strip bars have a highly unified decoration style. Firstly, there will be many different stages. There is a circle of bar around the stage. People can sit at the bar and drink and eat. Of course, they still throw change to make the strip performers on the stage perform harder.
What makes Bennett uncomfortable is that there are too many people here today, more than before the general strike. There are people everywhere around the bar. Ordinary citizens with sour smell and wine smell are drunk and shouting to let the girls on the stage take off everything else.
The noisy environment makes Bennett a little unhappy. He is an elegant man. He doesn't want to sit with these people.
Watching handfuls of nickels and dimes being thrown onto the stage, in this cold winter, almost no girl wearing any clothes danced harder. Soon it was hot, she had to take off some clothes to relieve her rising body temperature.
After watching for a while, Bennett stood up with the money box. He walked to the quiet VIP service area on the other side. After showing the card representing his VIP identity, he came to a hall.
The girls here wear all kinds of clothes, some wear clothes only for nuns, some wear police uniforms, some
Here, as long as people can pay, girls can meet all the needs of guests.
Just as Bennett was about to choose a girl in nun clothes, his eyes were attracted by a girl who had just come in from the backstage.
It was a young girl who looked about 20 years old. She was wearing a very common middle school uniform. What made Bennett unable to shift her eyes was the girl's appearance. She was very like her first love.
After a short trance, he regained his consciousness, called the girl and entered an empty box.
Soon, the girl in school uniform came in with a schoolbag on her back. She was still a little immature, and there were some distressing maturity on her face.
"Sir, before we started, we had some settings..." after getting Bennett's consent, the girl started the game, "do you want me to be a good girl or a bad girl?"
"Who are you?"
"What do you want me to call you?"
Bennett, sitting on the sofa, suddenly became a little expectant.
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"Good morning, Mr Bennett!"
As soon as Bennett got out of the car, the bank employees in the parking lot stopped and greeted him with a smile warmer than the sun.
Bennett would also smile and say hello to them. At first, he was very uncomfortable, because he had little sense of existence in the state branch of the bank. People wouldn't be so flattering. The sun greeted him good morning.
But after coming here, everything has changed.
After locking the door, he turned around and said hello to the person who said hello to him, "good morning,... Sir."
The gentleman who was replaced by six points was instantly satisfied, and his steps seemed to become lighter.
In such an atmosphere, greet others all the way until he enters his office.
He felt that his mouth would go numb if he met a few more people, and he recently found a very interesting little phenomenon, that is, he remembered the names of most bank staff.
It has to be said that this is a magical little social method. Just saying hello can make others remember their names. Sometimes Bennett has to lament that the office environment of this subordinate organization is much more complex than that of the branch.
He had just sat down for less than a minute when his full-time secretary came in with a tea tray, in which there was a pot of steaming coffee and some small cakes.
His secretary is a girl, about twenty-three or four years old, with long blond hair and a very good figure.
I don't know if it's because the bank heating is hot. The female secretary in a sweater has a red and hot face. She goes to the desk and puts the tea tray on the table.
"Mr. Bennett, your coffee. These are the little cakes I made last night. I hope you can try them!" the girl was a little nervous. A little thing like a biscuit fell on the ground. The girl quickly apologized and bent down to pick it up.
Looking at the girl's skirt tightly wrapped around her hips because of the bending action, Bennett's breathing was a little faster. He picked up the coffee and took a sip directly regardless of its slightly high temperature.
The hot coffee falling into his stomach not only did not solve his hot and dry mouth, but also made his blood more boiling.
"Can I help you?" he asked thoughtfully. By the way, his hand pressed on the girl's tight skirt. It seemed that he really just wanted to help someone.
He could feel that the girl's body seemed to tremble slightly, which made him feel a little rash. He quickly withdrew his hand and apologized for his rashness, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice that..."
The girl blushed and stood up in a hurry. She apologized and left quickly.
He looked at the closed door, then fixed his eyes on the coffee cup in front of him, as if he saw something in the ripples on the surface of the coffee.
Just now, the warm and soft feel seemed to echo in his heart. He sighed faintly. Youth is good.
Bennett is only 40 years old this year, but he is well maintained, making him look only 36 or 17 years old.
In fact, he has been married. His wife is not the result of his free love, but a deal.
His wife's father is a middle-level manager of the bank. With these relationships, he successfully entered the bank. However, to his disappointment, his wife's husband did not provide too much help to him after that, because his wife's father suddenly fell to the ground in a social party. Although he was sent to the hospital in time, he also lost his ability to work.
Since then, Bennett can only struggle in the Bank alone. His pursuit of money is not too strong. On the one hand, his wife's family is very rich. He has worked in the bank for so many years. Whether it is legitimate or improper income, it is not small.
He knows very well that now he starts with money and gets only some small money. He can't ruin his future for some money that doesn't count for him.
In the future, his position will be promoted and his income in all aspects will increase. In the long run, strict self-discipline can help him go further.
He has no other bad hobbies and doesn't gamble.
Maybe it's because his marriage originated from a deal. At home, he maintained a strange respectful attitude towards his wife, even a little... Low.
His wife often satirizes him with the purpose and implementation of his marriage, which makes it more difficult for him to raise his head at home, especially after his wife's father was paralyzed, his wife intensified.
This makes Bennett have a very special hobby. He likes to visit the strip bar and have close contact with those strip girls when he has enough personal time.
Besides, he doesn't have any bad hobby. Even this hobby is legal.
Strip bars do not provide health services. According to federal law, only certain processes and money transactions are considered as recruitment and... But the behavior of strip girls is not considered, because most of them use their hands or something else, which is not under the control of federal law.
This is his only personal hobby, and it's legal.
He never fooled around with women in the office. Although he knew how dirty the banking system was, the more dirty the bottom was, he didn't join in, but kept himself clean.
He doesn't want his future to be destroyed by himself on some small problems. He should have lofty ideals and future!
After missing this little surprise that made him have some aftertaste, he began to warn himself not to let desire control his brain. He began to focus on his work.
One document after another gradually made him deeply addicted to it. He liked the feeling that any document must have his signature to enter the process. Nominally, he was Joe griman's assistant, but everyone knew that Joe griman had been overhead by him the moment he got the approval power.
He is the Supreme Master of this department. All he has to do is wait quietly and wait for Joe griman to finish his work in the middle of the year. At that time, he will succeed Joe griman. Just think about it, it can make him feel excited!
The whole day's work soon ended. Being busy would make people feel that time passed quickly. He greeted his colleagues and left the bank. Sitting in the car, he couldn't help thinking of his secretary and his round hips.
A trace of evil fire rose in his heart. He needed to relax.
He turned directly and headed for a nice strip bar nearby. Because of work, his family hasn't moved here yet. Of course, he may not want to move here. His wife has to take care of her father. She doesn't want to smell cow dung in such a rural place, although there are no cows or cow dung in the streets here.
This gave Bennett a lot of free time so that he could do what he wanted to do. He parked the car, lowered the brim of his round hat, and walked into the strip bar.
As soon as he entered here, he smelled a very special smell, and there were more smiles on his face.
He exchanged a box of change from the help desk - in a strip bar, change is a necessary prop for everyone, and it plays a great role.
Then he chose a stage to sit down and asked the waiter to bring him some wine he liked.
Most strip bars have a highly unified decoration style. Firstly, there will be many different stages. There is a circle of bar around the stage. People can sit at the bar and drink and eat. Of course, they still throw change to make the strip performers on the stage perform harder.
What makes Bennett uncomfortable is that there are too many people here today, more than before the general strike. There are people everywhere around the bar. Ordinary citizens with sour smell and wine smell are drunk and shouting to let the girls on the stage take off everything else.
The noisy environment makes Bennett a little unhappy. He is an elegant man. He doesn't want to sit with these people.
Watching handfuls of nickels and dimes being thrown onto the stage, in this cold winter, almost no girl wearing any clothes danced harder. Soon it was hot, she had to take off some clothes to relieve her rising body temperature.
After watching for a while, Bennett stood up with the money box. He walked to the quiet VIP service area on the other side. After showing the card representing his VIP identity, he came to a hall.
The girls here wear all kinds of clothes, some wear clothes only for nuns, some wear police uniforms, some
Here, as long as people can pay, girls can meet all the needs of guests.
Just as Bennett was about to choose a girl in nun clothes, his eyes were attracted by a girl who had just come in from the backstage.
It was a young girl who looked about 20 years old. She was wearing a very common middle school uniform. What made Bennett unable to shift her eyes was the girl's appearance. She was very like her first love.
After a short trance, he regained his consciousness, called the girl and entered an empty box.
Soon, the girl in school uniform came in with a schoolbag on her back. She was still a little immature, and there were some distressing maturity on her face.
"Sir, before we started, we had some settings..." after getting Bennett's consent, the girl started the game, "do you want me to be a good girl or a bad girl?"
"Who are you?"
"What do you want me to call you?"
Bennett, sitting on the sofa, suddenly became a little expectant.
"Good morning, Mr Bennett!"As soon as Bennett got out of the car, the bank employees in the parking lot stopped and greeted him with a smile warmer than the sun.Bennett would also smile and say hello to them. At first, he was very uncomfortable, because he had little sense of existence in the state branch of the bank. People wouldn't be so flattering. The sun greeted him good morning.But after coming here, everything has changed.After locking the door, he turned around and said hello to the person who said hello to him, "good morning,... Sir."The gentleman who was replaced by six points was instantly satisfied, and his steps seemed to become lighter.In such an atmosphere, greet others all the way until he enters his office.He felt that his mouth would go numb if he met a few more people, and he recently found a very interesting little phenomenon, that is, he remembered the names of most bank staff.It has to be said that this is a magical little social method. Just saying hello can make others remember their names. Sometimes Bennett has to lament that the office environment of this subordinate organization is much more complex than that of the branch.He had just sat down for less than a minute when his full-time secretary came in with a tea tray, in which there was a pot of steaming coffee and some small cakes.His secretary is a girl, about twenty-three or four years old, with long blond hair and a very good figure.I don't know if it's because the bank heating is hot. The female secretary in a sweater has a red and hot face. She goes to the desk and puts the tea tray on the table."Mr. Bennett, your coffee. These are the little cakes I made last night. I hope you can try them!" the girl was a little nervous. A little thing like a biscuit fell on the ground. The girl quickly apologized and bent down to pick it up.Looking at the girl's skirt tightly wrapped around her hips because of the bending action, Bennett's breathing was a little faster. He picked up the coffee and took a sip directly regardless of its slightly high temperature.The hot coffee falling into his stomach not only did not solve his hot and dry mouth, but also made his blood more boiling."Can I help you?" he asked thoughtfully. By the way, his hand pressed on the girl's tight skirt. It seemed that he really just wanted to help someone.He could feel that the girl's body seemed to tremble slightly, which made him feel a little rash. He quickly withdrew his hand and apologized for his rashness, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice that..."The girl blushed and stood up in a hurry. She apologized and left quickly.He looked at the closed door, then fixed his eyes on the coffee cup in front of him, as if he saw something in the ripples on the surface of the coffee.Just now, the warm and soft feel seemed to echo in his heart. He sighed faintly. Youth is good.Bennett is only 40 years old this year, but he is well maintained, making him look only 36 or 17 years old.In fact, he has been married. His wife is not the result of his free love, but a deal.His wife's father is a middle-level manager of the bank. With these relationships, he successfully entered the bank. However, to his disappointment, his wife's husband did not provide too much help to him after that, because his wife's father suddenly fell to the ground in a social party. Although he was sent to the hospital in time, he also lost his ability to work.Since then, Bennett can only struggle in the Bank alone. His pursuit of money is not too strong. On the one hand, his wife's family is very rich. He has worked in the bank for so many years. Whether it is legitimate or improper income, it is not small.He knows very well that now he starts with money and gets only some small money. He can't ruin his future for some money that doesn't count for him.In the future, his position will be promoted and his income in all aspects will increase. In the long run, strict self-discipline can help him go further.He has no other bad hobbies and doesn't gamble.Maybe it's because his marriage originated from a deal. At home, he maintained a strange respectful attitude towards his wife, even a little... Low.His wife often satirizes him with the purpose and implementation of his marriage, which makes it more difficult for him to raise his head at home, especially after his wife's father was paralyzed, his wife intensified.This makes Bennett have a very special hobby. He likes to visit the strip bar and have close contact with those strip girls when he has enough personal time.Besides, he doesn't have any bad hobby. Even this hobby is legal.Strip bars do not provide health services. According to federal law, only certain processes and money transactions are considered as recruitment and... But the behavior of strip girls is not considered, because most of them use their hands or something else, which is not under the control of federal law.This is his only personal hobby, and it's legal.He never fooled around with women in the office. Although he knew how dirty the banking system was, the more dirty the bottom was, he didn't join in, but kept himself clean.He doesn't want his future to be destroyed by himself on some small problems. He should have lofty ideals and future!After missing this little surprise that made him have some aftertaste, he began to warn himself not to let desire control his brain. He began to focus on his work.One document after another gradually made him deeply addicted to it. He liked the feeling that any document must have his signature to enter the process. Nominally, he was Joe griman's assistant, but everyone knew that Joe griman had been overhead by him the moment he got the approval power.He is the Supreme Master of this department. All he has to do is wait quietly and wait for Joe griman to finish his work in the middle of the year. At that time, he will succeed Joe griman. Just think about it, it can make him feel excited!The whole day's work soon ended. Being busy would make people feel that time passed quickly. He greeted his colleagues and left the bank. Sitting in the car, he couldn't help thinking of his secretary and his round hips.A trace of evil fire rose in his heart. He needed to relax.He turned directly and headed for a nice strip bar nearby. Because of work, his family hasn't moved here yet. Of course, he may not want to move here. His wife has to take care of her father. She doesn't want to smell cow dung in such a rural place, although there are no cows or cow dung in the streets here.This gave Bennett a lot of free time so that he could do what he wanted to do. He parked the car, lowered the brim of his round hat, and walked into the strip bar.As soon as he entered here, he smelled a very special smell, and there were more smiles on his face.He exchanged a box of change from the help desk - in a strip bar, change is a necessary prop for everyone, and it plays a great role.Then he chose a stage to sit down and asked the waiter to bring him some wine he liked.Most strip bars have a highly unified decoration style. Firstly, there will be many different stages. There is a circle of bar around the stage. People can sit at the bar and drink and eat. Of course, they still throw change to make the strip performers on the stage perform harder.What makes Bennett uncomfortable is that there are too many people here today, more than before the general strike. There are people everywhere around the bar. Ordinary citizens with sour smell and wine smell are drunk and shouting to let the girls on the stage take off everything else.The noisy environment makes Bennett a little unhappy. He is an elegant man. He doesn't want to sit with these people.Watching handfuls of nickels and dimes being thrown onto the stage, in this cold winter, almost no girl wearing any clothes danced harder. Soon it was hot, she had to take off some clothes to relieve her rising body temperature.After watching for a while, Bennett stood up with the money box. He walked to the quiet VIP service area on the other side. After showing the card representing his VIP identity, he came to a hall.The girls here wear all kinds of clothes, some wear clothes only for nuns, some wear police uniforms, someHere, as long as people can pay, girls can meet all the needs of guests.Just as Bennett was about to choose a girl in nun clothes, his eyes were attracted by a girl who had just come in from the backstage.It was a young girl who looked about 20 years old. She was wearing a very common middle school uniform. What made Bennett unable to shift her eyes was the girl's appearance. She was very like her first love.After a short trance, he regained his consciousness, called the girl and entered an empty box.Soon, the girl in school uniform came in with a schoolbag on her back. She was still a little immature, and there were some distressing maturity on her face."Sir, before we started, we had some settings..." after getting Bennett's consent, the girl started the game, "do you want me to be a good girl or a bad girl?""Who are you?""What do you want me to call you?"Bennett, sitting on the sofa, suddenly became a little expectant.
