第七章(10/11)

这女人不是凡客，就仍然陪着笑脸站在一边。
                                                                                                                                                                “某经理，我，薇薇。没坐啦？我可领客人来了。”程薇薇打起了手机。
                                                                                                                                                                “啊。好好。
                                                                                                                                                                没问题。谢谢你啊。”程薇薇关掉手机，“走，楼上。”拉起我朝楼上走去。
                                                                                                                                                                “慢走。”服务小姐还从后面甜甜的叮嘱着。“薇薇，挺厉害呀。”我真诚的赞叹着。
                                                                                                                                                                “时报的人，在这个城市混不开，那还活什么劲呀？”程薇薇呈现一种小菜一碟的表情。烤鸭。
                                                                                                                                                                我以前吃过，可这全聚德的烤鸭，咱还真是第一次。同样是鸭子身上的肉，嚼到嘴里那感觉就是不同。
                                                                                                                                                                打个不恰当的比喻，就像都是女人，那在床上的感觉真的是千差万别。“给，老土。”烤鸭刚刚上来，程薇薇就非常主动的为我递过来她为我包好的烤鸭卷儿。
                                                                                                                                                                “薇薇，你来，你来。”我很自然的伸手推挡着程薇薇递过来烤鸭卷儿的手。“行了。
                                                                                                                                                                领导。我说过了，就算我拍你的马屁还不行吗？”程薇薇硬是把手中的烤鸭卷儿塞给我。
                                                                                                                                                  

本章未完，点击下一页继续阅读