My Ending Can't Be Hit by a Hatchet

No matter from the words and deeds of this middle-aged beautiful woman, or from the way she dresses, Taisuke can tell that she is definitely from a big family.

However, Taisuke moved his gaze down slightly, and looked at the place where the middle-aged beautiful woman asked him to sit down, almost beside her.

Taisuke didn't say much, and the expression on his face didn't change much, but with a bright and sunny smile on his face, he sat down beside Mrs. Inoue without any hesitation.

"Beautiful lady, today is also a beautiful night."

Mrs. Inoue was obviously accustomed to such opening remarks, a faint smile hung on the corner of her mouth, and she changed one hand to hold the wine glass, while the other hand fell directly on Taisuke's body.

"Yes, Fenghua tonight is the same as yesterday, so handsome."

Taisuke raised his head and smiled at Mrs. Inoue who praised him, but a trace of helplessness flashed deep in his eyes.

Because, he could clearly see the desire for himself and the dissatisfied desire in the eyes of Mrs. Inoue.

Chapter 85 Tokyo is So Hot Tonight 2

Chapter 85

"Fenghua, you still have to go to school during the day, and working like this until three o'clock in the night, your body will not be able to bear it."

Mrs. Inoue seemed to be very concerned, her big watery eyes fell on Taisuke affectionately with tender eyes, and there was even a concerned expression on her face.

The meticulously groomed eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he was really worried about whether Taisuke's body could support him.

"Madam, thank you for your concern."

Taisuke didn't care at all about Mrs. Inoue's plump body that was snuggled up quietly when she was talking.

There was a very happy expression on his face, the corners of his mouth were turned up sharply, and his smile looked so bright.

"However, madam, it's okay, I sleep better."

Hearing what Taisuke said, Mrs. Inoue showed a pity expression, and leaned tightly against Taisuke.

One hand hugged Taisuke's waist tightly, and the other gently stroked Taisuke's cheek.

"Thank you, Fenghua, you are still a student but you are required to come out to work at this time."

Hugging Taisuke tightly with a sunny smile on the corner of his mouth, Mrs. Inoue quietly looked into Taisuke's eyes, those eyes were so clear.

Although his every move is like that of a trained and qualified male publicist, his eyes are so pure, with the purity of a student.

This makes the husband who has been facing the old fox in the mall at home, and Mrs. Inoue who goes to banquets to deal with those so-called elites feel a palpitation.

She stretched out her palm and stroked Taisuke's cheek gently and very gently, as if stroking a piece of treasure.

"Feng Hua, can you tell me where your school is? If you go back so late, you must not have time to make bento the next morning. I'm afraid you will be starving."

To be touched so intimately by a woman of the same age as his mother's age, even though Taisuke was mentally prepared yesterday, he was still a little embarrassed.

However, Taisuke was also rejoicing that although his guest was a bit older, she was a beautiful woman full of the charm of a mature woman.

As for what Mrs. Inoue said, Taisuke ignored it indifferently.

Let this woman who is obviously dissatisfied with desire, has an extreme desire for small fresh meat, and is at the age of a wolf like a tiger know.

Taisuke felt that, not to mention the shock caused by her coming to the school at that time, he might be the one who got hold of his personal information and ended up dying.

So in the face of Mrs. Inoue's inquiry about his identity, Taisuke wisely chose to say "haha" and deal with it.

However, Mrs. Inoue obviously just asked a casual question without any expectation, and did not expect to get an answer.

But what if?It's not like Mrs. Inoue has never encountered a pure and natural novice who was tricked out of her personal information without any vigilance when entering this industry.

As for the result of that poor child, Mrs. Inoue said that he has good skills and skills, what else?She vaguely heard that it was still raised in a certain lady's private house.

Putting away the pity and disappointment in her heart, Mrs. Inoue climbed up from Taisuke's arms, and said to Taisuke with a sweet smile.

"Fenghua, I remember you became the publicist here yesterday, right?"

"Yes, my dear lady."

Taisuke intimately held Mrs. Inoue's jade hand wrapped around his waist, turned his head and stared at her unblinkingly with those black eyes.

Under the ambiguous lights in the store, these eyes seem to be able to talk, and they are still talking about love.

Mrs. Inoue only felt that her heart, which hadn't been beating for a long time, began to beat violently, and the blood began to surge.

She felt that her body and mind, which had been gradually aging due to the years, were slowly waking up, under the stimulation of the young male publicist in front of her.

Heartbeat is worse than action. For Mrs. Inoue, who has been weather-beaten and turned from pink fungus in girlhood to black fungus at this time, of course she knows the truth of grasping the present and cherishing the people in front of her.

In terms of actions, Mrs. Inoue has turned into a puddle of ooze at this time, as if the whole province has lost its bones, leaning against Taisuke's body softly.

"To congratulate Fenghua, you have become a male publicist." Mrs. Inoue blinked her big eyes, and spoke softly to Taisuke softly, "Let me open a bottle of Remy Martin for you, how are you, are you happy?" ?”

Taisuke twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling very helpless in his heart, but of course he was also a little happy.

But he knew that many of the customers in the Huadie public relations store were wealthy, and of course there were some ordinary people.

"I'm very happy, but wouldn't it be too good for Mrs. Inoue to spend so much money on you?"

As a public relations officer, Kusawa Eryu is the way to die. In fact, most of the people who come to this kind of store are regular customers. It’s not that there are no guests who come to Tokyo for tourism, but the most profitable and able to provide long-term meal tickets are always these regular customers. .

However, since they are regular customers, in fact, many times they have a male publicist they like in the store, and when they come, they will directly call the male publicist to serve.

Therefore, if you want to be a successful PR, you must have a few guests behind you who support you.