Chapter 43: Lin Dazhi: I Am Your Thigh!

"Xiao Bai, I remember you're a finance master's graduate from Fudan, right? By the way, how many years have you been working at the Shangcheng Branch?" Lin Dazhi asked suddenly.

"Ah? Lin, I did study for a finance master's at Fudan, and I've been at the Shangcheng Branch for... five or six years now, I suppose." Hearing Lin Dazhi's words, Bai Weiwei was stunned for a moment, then quickly replied.

"Tsk tsk, a finance master's from Fudan, five or six years of industry experience, and you're actually just a little teller at the window. Your Shangcheng Branch doesn't seem to value talent much. With your professional ability, I think you'd be more than qualified to be a branch president." Lin Dazhi shook his head and said.

Listening to Lin Dazhi, a bitter smile appeared on Bai Weiwei's face. She shook her head as well and said, "Lin, you haven't entered our industry, so there are some situations you don't understand. The financial circle is all about connections and resources; things like academic qualifications and ability don't have much use. Connections and resources are the real ability; you have to have a 'thigh' to cling to. Take our branch's new Vice President, Xie Tao, for example. He's two years younger than me and also studied finance at a third-rate university, but his dad is the director of the securities company's Shangzhou office and has business cooperation with our branch. So, the moment he arrived, he was a business manager, and after less than two years, he was promoted to Vice President."

Lin Dazhi listened attentively; it wasn't hard to hear the unwillingness and helplessness in Bai Weiwei's tone.

Hearing this, Lin Dazhi laughed, patted his thigh, and said, "Come, come, little Lick Dog, sit on my lap. Who says you don't have a thigh to cling to? My thighs are thicker than theirs!"

Hearing this, Bai Weiwei giggled, sat on his lap, wrapped her arms around Lin Dazhi's neck, and acted coquettishly, "Of course I know Lin's thighs are thick, but I just didn't want to cause you any trouble, Lin."

"Tsk tsk, look at this 'green tea' attitude of yours; it's quite something to watch. This isn't 'green tea' at all; this is clearly my good little sister. Don't worry, that two-billion loan at your branch, I'm determined to get it, and you, this branch president, I want you to be it, and you definitely will be!" Lin Dazhi said with a look of certainty.

Possessing the Charm System, wasn't arranging for a little Lick Dog to become a branch president an easy task?

While holding Bai Weiwei and enjoying her fragrant, soft body, Lin Dazhi already had a plan in mind.

"Really? That's great. Lin, once I become branch president, I'll have my own private office." Bai Weiwei said with some excitement.

"And what about that?" Lin Dazhi asked curiously.

"Then you can come directly to my office in the future to exchange ideas with me," Bai Weiwei said, her sexy lips brushing against Lin Dazhi's ear, her breath as fragrant as orchids.

"Ha, that's a good idea!" Lin Dazhi patted Bai Weiwei's large buttocks and said with an approving look.

Just at this moment, the door opened.

Lin Dazhi glanced toward the doorway and was surprised to find that it was actually Zhou Yue who had returned.

Zhou Yue froze the moment she entered; she hadn't expected that the first thing she would see upon returning home would be such a scene.

That slut Bai Weiwei, with her back to her, was straddling Lin Dazhi's lap, and Lin Dazhi's large hand was covering her mound; the two of them were in such an intimate posture that her face burned with heat.

Hearing the commotion, Bai Weiwei looked back. Seeing it was Zhou Yue, she didn't show the slightest bit of embarrassment, smiled, and greeted her, "Xiao Yue, you're here!"

"Bai Weiwei, this is my home, not yours. You don't need to talk to me like you're the mistress of the house. Don't forget, you and Lin Dazhi aren't married yet." Zhou Yue said coldly while changing her shoes.

"I haven't forgotten. I still remember telling you, Xiaomei, and Yuanyuan that whoever gets Lin to marry them, I'll be a servant and nanny for that person, serving you all together. Tee-hee, Xiao Yue, are you wanting to remarry Lin?" Bai Weiwei asked with a coy laugh.

Hearing Bai Weiwei's words, the expression on Zhou Yue's face stalled, and she felt somewhat flustered.

She had returned home yesterday and discussed it with her parents for half the night, just thinking about how to remarry in a legitimate way. But she hoped Lin Dazhi would be the one to propose remarriage to her, not that she would beg him. If that were the case, where would she, Zhou Yue, put her face? How would she be able to handle Lin Dazhi when they lived together in the future?

Listening to Bai Weiwei, Zhou Yue snorted and said, "Who says I want to remarry him? Bai Weiwei, only you would treat a man like Lin Dazhi as a treasure; I don't think much of him at all."

Lin Dazhi heard Zhou Yue's words but didn't get angry; he just gently stroked and played with the mound under Bai Weiwei, not even glancing at her.

Seeing Lin Dazhi act this way, Zhou Yue became even angrier and continued, "I came back to get some things! By the way, my dad said today is the Mid-Autumn Festival and invited you and Mom and Dad to dinner at noon. I'm just passing on the message; whether you go or not is up to you."

After finishing, Zhou Yue turned and went into her bedroom, closing the door.

Lin Dazhi and Bai Weiwei looked at each other, both seeing a playful smile in each other's eyes.

"Do you have anything to do at noon?" Lin Dazhi asked.

"Your business is my business," Bai Weiwei said, wrapping her arms around Lin Dazhi's neck, acting obediently.

"Then come with me at noon," Lin Dazhi said.

"Okay," Bai Weiwei said, her eyes filled with a bit of mischief and a bit of triumph.

"Alright, go get ready. I'll take you to work in a bit. By the way, I ordered a Mercedes-Benz G500 at the shop where Xie Ming works last night, a red one. It should be quite suitable for you to drive. Find some time to go pick it up. Don't drive that little Polo of yours anymore; hurry up and get rid of it. It's too small to sit in, it's not comfortable," Lin Dazhi said.

"Thank you, Lin. You're so good to me, I love you to death!" Hearing Lin Dazhi's words, Bai Weiwei twisted and turned happily in his arms, rubbing against him desperately, which made Lin Dazhi feel quite fired up.

"Stop, stop, stop! Save some energy for tonight; hurry up and go to work now!" Lin Dazhi patted Bai Weiwei, signaling her to get off him.

Bai Weiwei slid off Lin Dazhi's lap reluctantly, and at the end, she even took a few greedy breaths.

The strong masculine aura radiating from the Male God was like a potent aphrodisiac to a Lick Dog; as long as she was with Lin Dazhi, Bai Weiwei wished she could hang on him every single moment.

Lin Dazhi chased Bai Weiwei off and felt something unusual on his pant leg. He looked down, shook his head, turned, and walked into the bedroom to change his pants.

When he came out of the bedroom again, he happened to run into Zhou Yue coming out of the guest bedroom. The two of them left one after the other and stood in the hallway waiting for the elevator.

Lin Dazhi didn't speak, and Zhou Yue, as if sulking, didn't say a word either.

Entering the elevator, they pressed the button for the second basement level. Arriving at the underground garage, Lin Dazhi took out his keys and pressed unlock; a pitch-black, imposing SUV flashed its lights.

Zhou Yue looked at this ten-million-dollar luxury car, full of noble aura, which was now just quietly parked next to her old Mazda. By comparison, her Mazda looked like a pile of trash.

Her complexion immediately turned terrible again!