After I traveled through the book, I became an NPC in a horror novel

Chapter 114 Human Processing Factory 2

After saying goodbye to Dapang, Yang Guang took out some bills from the drawer and started looking through them. Then he found that the finances of this factory were terrible.

Is this factory really legitimate?

The corner of Yang Guang's mouth twitched. He felt that this factory had a kind of beauty that seemed like it might be ordered to close at any time.

Yang Guang stuffed all the things back into the drawer. Since it was so informal, it didn't matter if he just dealt with it perfunctorily. Anyway, if he really had to take the blame and go to jail, it would not be his business.

Leaning back and taking out his cell phone, Yang Guang discovered that someone had sent him several messages.

Boss Wang:?

Boss Wang: Come to my office.

5 minutes later...

Boss Wang: Don’t resign, come to my office and talk.

Yang Guang snorted, he was the only clerk in the factory and that must be because the factory couldn't hire more.

Are you worried now?

Boss Wang’s full name is Wang Yujue. If you look at the two words “Yujue” alone, they are quite elegant and graceful. But as luck would have it, the boss’s last name is Wang. If someone with poor eyesight is not good, they will mistake the boss’s name for Wang Wang Wang Wang.

Wang Wang Wang Wang, woof woof woof, which is very consistent with the virtues of this dog owner.

Yang Guang straightened his shirt collar, put his phone in his pocket, followed the instructions to find Boss Wang's office, then reached out and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock."

"Enter."

Yang Guang smiled crookedly before entering the room and swore that he would take back everything he had lost!

First, slap him in the face to make him hire some employees for Dapang, then slap him in the face to return the salary he deserves, and finally slap him in the face to make him buy a new computer!

The fantasy is beautiful. Yang Guang pushed open the solid wood door that looks very luxurious and began to observe the office decoration as soon as he entered.

A wooden carved screen divides the office into two parts. In addition to the carefully carved hollow patterns, there is also a blue-green landscape painting painted at the bottom of the screen.

On the other side of the screen after pushing open the door, there is a mahogany table with a set of tea sets on it, and two armchairs on both sides, which are padded with thick cushions.

Okay, okay. Yang Guang thought of the crumb-like table in his office and the yellowish air conditioner, and he began to grind his teeth involuntarily.

Damn capitalist!

"come on."

A gentle voice was heard. If you only listened to the voice, it was very consistent with the voice of the gentle male supporting role in the novel about the domineering president. However, the fact was that he was not a gentle president, but a factory owner.

The person on the other side of the screen may have waited for a long time but no one showed up, so he couldn't help but urge: "Yang Guang?"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes, took his hands out of his pockets, and walked through the screen obediently.

"Boss Wang, I..."

A man wearing an embroidered long gown and jacket from the Republic of China period sat behind a wooden desk, with a silver-white Pear brand desktop computer placed diagonally on the desk.

The man had a slicked-back hair and a cup of tea at his hand. There was a chair opposite his desk, which looked like it was prepared for people who came to his office.

Yang Guang:?

The hateful capitalist is actually her husband?

Yes, the first time Yang Guang saw the man, he confirmed that this man was his man, with a familiar breath and a familiar smell.

Wang Yujue smiled warmly and said to Yang Guang gently, "Why don't you come in now? Have a seat."

Yang Guang took a deep breath. He found that even after knowing that his crappy boss was his man, he felt even more annoyed looking at him!

Yang Guang lifted his hair, sat on the stool with his legs crossed, with a speechless look on his face, one hand on his leg and the other supporting his face.

Yang Guang: "What do you want me to do?"

After Yang Guang knew that his boss was his man, he became very relaxed in all his actions, just like he was at home. Moreover, Yang Guang thought that he was very kind not to slap Wang Yujue in the face when he recognized him for the first time.

Wang Yujue poured Yang Guang a cup of tea, then said carefully, "You decide on the salary. I don't know if all the clerical jobs in the factory will be thrown to you. Just pick a position you like, and I'll recruit people for the rest... Don't quit."

Yang Guang wanted to laugh, but there was no way. His anger subsided as soon as his man explained. He also wanted to be angry, but when he saw Wang Yujue's guilty expression, he instantly wanted to kiss her.

Alas, I still love my man very much.

Wang Yujue looked at Yang Guang without saying anything and continued to explain: "I'm really sorry. I usually focus on foreign trade and neglect the management of things in the factory. I really don't want you to leave..."

Suddenly Wang Yujue stopped because he felt someone rubbing his legs.

That’s right, it’s Yang Guang who is taking advantage of it.

He crossed his legs, without even trying to pretend, and simply put his legs under Wang Yujue's robe, using his calves to stroke Wang Yujue's calves.

The body temperature was transmitted from Yang Guang's legs to Wang Yujue's legs, and Wang Yujue was stunned.

Yang Guang: "What's wrong? Keep talking."

Wang Yujue: "Oh...ah, I can give you a raise, so you can stay and see what kind of job you want to do."

Wang Yujue tried his best to ignore the warmth on his legs. He should have stopped or avoided it, but he found that he was reluctant to do so.

Yang Guang, who had his man in his hands, couldn't help but smile, retracted his legs and stood up, leaning forward, approaching Wang Yujue: "Really, can I choose any position I want?"

Looking at Yang Guang's curved eyes when he smiled, Wang Yujue felt his face getting a little hot.

"Yes, both are fine."

"Then I want to be your personal secretary."

"Ah... ah?"

Wang Yujue didn't seem to understand. Yang Guang walked around the desk and stood in front of him, lowering his head and looking at him: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Wang Yujue raised his head and explained quickly: "No, I don't need a secretary. My work...wait!"

Yang Guang lost his patience halfway through listening, and sat down on Wang Yujue's legs, rubbing against Wang Yujue's neck: "Don't you really need it?"

The popular Wang Yujue was speechless. Her hair brushed against her neck and her warm breath sprayed on her skin. Wang Yujue felt her heartbeat speeding up wildly, her whole body stiffened, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

Yang Guang guided Wang Yujue's hand to his waist, then held the man's chin and raised his head to peck him.

"Chirp."

"You really don't want a personal secretary?"

The kind that can kiss and hug you and sleep with you.

His waist was tightly hugged. Yang Guang raised his eyebrows and laughed out loud at the man who seemed extremely shy and stiff but was actually hugging him tighter.

Then Yang Guang's lips were blocked.

Before Yang Guang could appreciate the handsome face that suddenly came up to him, he was attracted by the fierce attack from the other party's mouth.

Okay, okay, you look so shy, but you come up and kiss me so hard.

Yang Guang was not willing to be outdone, so he stuck out his tongue to win back the game, and then Wang Yujue kissed him so hard that he felt dizzy and his body was hot.

"Um...wait...stop kissing..."

Yang Guang's resistance was ignored by Wang Yujue. Even though his ears and cheeks were red, the kiss was so loud that Yang Guang felt like his mouth was about to break.

Yang Guang: No, hehe.

"Stay and be my secretary."

Yang Guang: Hehehe!