Chapter 12 (2/2)
”I a.s.sume, you misheard your name when those people were calling my name, didn't you?” Peng Jing Dong could not stop laughing.
”Well you got that right, I did mishear my name!”
”Anyways, let's be friends!” Peng Jing Dong took out his business card, and sincerely handed it to Pang Jing Dong.
The card was beautifully designed, with the same scent of perfume. On the card wrote ”Jing Dong, Public Relation Manager of Tony's Nightclub”, the rest were some contact details.
”If you have any social connections, do help me, your younger brother out with my business!” Peng Jing Dong appeared to be around his twenties; Thus he could indeed refer to himself as a younger brother.
”Do I look like someone that can help you?” Pang Jing Dong answered with a grin.
”I could tell from your imposing appearance, that you are no ordinary person. Feel free to bring your friends to the nightclub, and if you mention my name, you'll get 20% discount.”
Pang Jing Dong's reply indicated he had rejected Peng Jing Dong's request. As Peng Jing Dong realized this guy was too smart for him, he switched his stance and treated Pang Jing Dong like a potential customer.
”As expected for one doing Public Relations, this guy's pretty clever.” Pang Jing Dong thought.
Peng Jing Dong did not stop there, he continued, ”From today onwards, you will be my elder brother. Brother, do you have a business card?”
”I'm just a small employee. How would I have my own business card?”
”Brother, am I not worthy enough to get your card!” said Peng Jing Dong while pretending to be angry.
”Give me another business card of yours! Do you have a pen on you?”
Pang Jing Dong received another card from Peng Jing Dong. He added his surname 'Pang' before 'Jing Dong' and scribbled out the contact details, then wrote his contact number on it.
As he still had a date with Shen Jia Yao, Pang Jing Dong did not plan on wasting more time. He put Peng Jing Dong's business card in his wallet and excused himself.
As for the trouble Peng Jing Dong got himself into, Pang Jing Dong was not interested at all. For those people whose work involved Public Relations, their troubles would always involve females. I got dragged into this mess just because I misheard a single word, how unfortunate can I be.
Pang Jing Dong tidied up his appearance and entered the restaurant where Shen Jia Yao had waited a long time.
”Boss Pang, you seem to be busy! I have been waiting since half a day ago!” said Shen Jia Yao with a mocking tone.
”I don't have a car, so I have to walk all the way here!”
”Didn't take a cab?”
”With the little salary you are giving me, it is just enough for my daily needs, do you think I still have money for a taxi ride?!”
”In one month's time, the number of days you've been late to work is equivalent to half a month. I'm too generous even to give you this much!” said Shen Jia Yao, who stacked her right leg on top of her left leg in a natural manner.
Shen Jia Yao was wearing a flaming-red, one-piece dress, with its length reaching her shoes. It had an opening high up in the middle, which allowed Pang Jing Dong to see a pair of fair, slim and long legs with ease. When Shen Jia Yao raised her leg, Pang Jing Don was almost able to see the deeper region through the gap.
”Are you looking at me, or this dress?” asked Shen Jia Yao after noticing Pang Jing Dong's glare.
”The beauty of a dress could only be shown by the person wearing it!”
”How well am I showing it?” Shen Jia Yao extended her arms, presenting the dress to Pang Jing Dong. As she was moving, the cloth around her chest was tightened, showing her firm and mountain-like b.r.e.a.s.t.s, which lined out a graceful curve ending on her lower abdomen. Her slim waist appeared to be so fragile that one had to grip it with minimum force.
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