My Target is the Male Lead’s Son

 There was a dinner party tonight, and as secretary to the CEO, naturally, she had to go too. As she sat in the car, she began to consider how she would explain what happened today. But when he turned his head, he saw that Jing Lie's eyes were closed. It was as if he was taking a nap, and his prominent face was immaculate. Fang Jiu closed his mouth and silently watched the view passing through the window.

It was only until the car parked at the entrance of the Blue Club that Fang Jiu dared to say quietly: "President, we are here."

Jing Lie opened his eyes after two seconds, opened the door and got out.

This club was the most luxurious nightclub in all of City A. Most of the wealthy spent their time here. Fang Jiu had also followed Jing Lie here several times to sign contracts. She met many lustful men, she was experienced, and she got away easily.

The waitress at the entrance was wearing a red robe, and it perfectly showed off her curves. The hem of the dress was very high and made people think of inappropriate things.

"Hello, Chairman Jing. Chairman Liu has already arrived. Please follow me." The waitress gave a sweet smile and led them through the nightclub, twisting her slim waist.

The lighting in the club was dim and dim, and everyone there was rich or had a lot of power. Fat men with women in their arms were everywhere, chatting and joking with each other.

Fang Jiu followed the waitress to a VIP room upstairs. When the door opened, he saw a man reach out from under a woman's dress.

"Ah, Chairman Jing is right on time! It's exactly eight o'clock!" A middle-aged man in glasses and a suit pointed at his watch. Everyone laughed to cooperate with him.

Jing Lie whether they were going to a dinner or a meeting; he would never be a minute earlier or later, even if there was an incident on his way. Fang Jiu was already used to it.

"President Liu arrived before me, as usual." Jing Lie smiled professionally with the corners of his lips, and then sat down in the center of the sofa. Fang Jiu sat down next to him with his suitcase.

She was wearing her uniform and she wasn't wearing her silk socks under her short dress. Although she was not sitting in an upright posture, her pair of long, slender legs could make a man sin in the warm light. President Liu immediately let go of that eighteen-level female model and adjusted the position of his glasses. His eyes were fixed on Fang Jiu's legs, "Secretary Fang looks so pretty today. You look younger!"

He had fun with many young superstars and models, but Jing Lie's secretary was definitely one of the best. Those legs, they're so straight!

"President Liu really knows how to joke around. Are you saying that I look older before?" Fang Jiu seemed to be joking, but a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes and his hands tugged at her dress the whole time.

Jing Lie saw Chairman Liu's leer. He reached out to wrap his arm around her waist and said in a lazy tone, "Well, women do get younger with more moisturizer."

Fang Jiu froze and his eyes looked around him.

"Yes, yes. Chairman Jing is the expert, hahaha!"

Seeing how Jing Lie reacted, Chairman Liu regretfully had to look elsewhere. He didn't dare touch Jing Lie's wife. No matter how serious Fang Jiu looked, she was actually already being taken. How fake.

Knowing that Jing Lie didn't like to talk about random things, they just had a few drinks before the others left and started discussing the contract. The contracts were already drawn up in advance, and now all that was needed was to confirm it before signing.

Although this chairman Liu always digresses from the subject whenever it was time to sign the contract, his company produced cheap materials. To speed up the process, Jing Lie himself came to sign the contract. Fortunately, President Liu was quick this time and signed the contract in a short time.

"It's rare to see President Jing go out. We should have a few more drinks this time," President Liu said as he gestured to his assistant.

The next moment, that attendant led many tall and slender women. These were all models and superstars ranging from the eighth level to the eighteenth level. Although there were many CEOs in the room who were here to have fun, all the women ran in Jing Lie's direction.

Fang Jiu was soon pushed aside and was forced to stand next to Chairman Liu.

"I thought President Jing had no interest in women before. Secretary Fang, you must have great strategies. Come come. Let's have a drink." President Liu maliciously handed her a glass of wine.

Fang Jiu looked at Jing Lie who was still there. He seemed to have gotten used to this kind of situation. As long as none of those women crossed his boundary, he would stay put.

He couldn't refuse, so he had to pick up the glass of wine and drink it.

"Secretary Fang, you certainly have a great ability to drink. Here's another drink for you!" Chairman Liu immediately refilled his cup. Another model, of good height, tried to lean on him. She seemed to be upset at Fang Jiu as if Fang Jiu had stolen her client, "Mr. Liu~!"

"Don't stir up trouble, now." Chairman Liu quickly handed him a stack of cash and poured himself another glass of wine.

Fang Jiu didn't want to take another drink, but they had just signed a contract and they might look down on her if she didn't drink. She gritted her teeth, and clinked her glass with his.

"Secretary Fang," Jing Lie took her waist in his arm and looked at her slightly drunk face, "Why do you only drink with Chairman Liu?"

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