Chapter 121 - Chapter 121: The Goddess Who Had a Wardrobe Malfunction

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Chapter 121: The Goddess Who Had a Wardrobe Malfunction

Gao Qi this woman was seriously insane. When Zhang Yang saw the recruitment requirements, the first thought in his head was to drag Gao Qi over, strip her naked, and fuck her a hundred times.

The reason was simple. The recruitment notice was written way too obscenely, too outrageously. If this thing got posted, Nuwa Company's image would be utterly destroyed.

"First, appearance requirements. Women must be beauties, height no more than 1.65 meters, weight over forty kilograms but under sixty-five kilograms. Those who have not won at least a class beauty title are automatically eliminated! As for men, the opposite—over 1.65 meters tall, weight under eighty kilograms, anyone who has ever won any handsome guy title is automatically eliminated!"

"Second, education. Women must have a bachelor's degree, and if not graduated from a 211 or 985 university, automatically eliminated! Men have no such requirement; talent is what matters."

"Third, any woman who is not a virgin or has had more than three romantic relationships is automatically eliminated. Men must be married and severely henpecked!"

"Fourth, women's measurements must be 84 cm, 62 cm, and 86 cm, with a tolerance not exceeding 2 cm, and the bust tolerance can only be positive or above! No requirements for men!"

"Bonus points: Campus queen-level beauties with no romantic experience get ten extra points, and another ten if willing to stay single for life!"

"Men with a history of erectile dysfunction or premature ejaculation get ten extra points, and another ten if they don't have a dick!"

After Zhang Yang finished reading, he almost fainted on the spot… this Gao Qi was courting death!

She was literally turning his company into a harem! Fine, even though he did dream of such a company, if there really was one like that, he would've been killed by people's jealous and hateful stares long ago.

"Where's Sister Qi?" Zhang Yang clearly saw her just now.

"She went back to shower! Said her period's finally over and she's ready to go wild with you." Xu Danlu bit her rosy lips, gave Zhang Yang's paper a meaningful glance, and said, "Sister Qi said you'd definitely be happy after reading this recruitment notice."

"Alright, even if I wish it were true… this thing can't stay. Replace it. I think you should rewrite the job post yourself—it'd be more reliable. Remember, our requirements are: first, absolute loyalty to Nuwa Company; if they're not loyal, forget it. Second, must follow orders—no matter how talented, if disobedient, don't want them. Only then comes talent. Just these three points. Of course, our pay will be higher than other industries: starting salary ten thousand, a car after three years at Nuwa, and a house after five years… that's all for now."

"But…" Xu Danlu stuck out her little pink tongue and whispered, "The recruitment notice has already been published."

"What the fuck—she's dead meat…" Zhang Yang almost collapsed, then glared at Xu Danlu and complained, "She's crazy, but you… you knew and still went along with her?"

"Why not? I actually think it's great, and I even polished the language a bit. That's how you make a sensation!" Xu Danlu said with a mischievous grin.

"Big sister… please, I'm begging you two, spare me. I don't wanna be seen as some huge pervert." Zhang Yang, black lines on his forehead, tugged at Lulu's skirt with a pitiful look.

"Well… Sister Qi said—" Xu Danlu, seeing Zhang Yang's miserable face, glanced around, and when no one was there, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "She said if you fuck her into submission, she'll change it."

Zhang Yang's rage bar shot through the roof. He clenched his fists, eyebrows sharp: "Fine. Tell her to wash up and wait… that woman, I'll make her pay tonight!"

Xu Danlu chuckled, then pushed the door open and went in.

After chatting a bit with Xu Danlu's parents, Zhang Yang said goodbye. He still had to go to Yang Fei's for lessons. When he left, Lulu snuck out and told him to pick her up at the hospital that night.

"No problem!" It's been quite a while since he'd done that with this girl… but first, he had to deal with that crazy Gao Qi tonight. Damn!

After saying goodbye to Xu Danlu, Zhang Yang got in his car and headed to Meining University. On the way, he called Chen Tianxiong.

On the other end, Chen Tianxiong was the first to speak: "Congratulations!"

Zhang Yang paused, then realized he must be referring to the establishment of the rehabilitation center under Nuwa Company. The matter had blown up so much; of course he'd know.

"Brother Xiong, I've got a favor to ask, if you're willing to help." Zhang Yang hadn't forgotten his promise to Chen Tianxiong—to help him clear his name.

He'd checked Chen Tianxiong's background. The man had come to Meining three years ago, probably served in a special forces unit before. In the past three years in Meining, though he'd been on the shady side, he hadn't touched murder, robbery, or drugs—that was why Zhang Yang had accepted him.

Hearing that, Chen Tianxiong's tone stayed calm, but Zhang Yang could hear a hint of anticipation: "I wonder what I can do for you?"

"Here's the thing. I've got a major project coming up—the construction of Nuwa Company's headquarters. I've already found the construction company, but I lack someone trustworthy to oversee the quality. If you're willing, Brother Xiong, I'd like to appoint you as our chief coordinator and supervisor."

Chen Tianxiong was silent for a while before finally asking, "You mean that seriously?"

That single word—'you'—made Zhang Yang realize this might actually work.

"Of course. And not just this project. In the future, I want you to take full charge of Nuwa Company's security department too." Zhang Yang thought for a moment and added, "If that's alright, I'll come find you after ten."

"No need. I'll come to you. Give me the address."

Zhang Yang thought for a second, then replied, "Still at Night Dance."

"Alright, I'll be waiting there then!" Chen Tianxiong hung up.

Zhang Yang smiled faintly and also hung up. He needed someone like Chen Tianxiong—and Chen, eager to go straight, wouldn't miss this chance.

Driving to Yang Fei's place, he arrived just around seven. When Yang Fei heard the knock and opened the door, her face showed clear surprise.

"I thought you weren't coming tonight." She tossed him a pair of slippers, then walked back to the sofa and grabbed New Concept English 3 from the shelf.

"Teacher, I come every day, don't I?" Zhang Yang breathed into his hands, rubbed them together, closed the door, and sat on his usual chair.

Ever since the last time Yang Fei's panties were seen under her skirt by Zhang Yang, he now had a fixed seat—that higher stool compared to the sofa.

She thought that way, he wouldn't be able to peek up her skirt. For a woman who loved short skirts, it was a decent precaution.

But she forgot another crucial rule—if you're sitting lower, don't wear a top with a deep neckline.

Clearly, tonight Yang Fei forgot that. Or maybe she assumed Zhang Yang wouldn't come, so she dressed like this.

Tonight she wore tight white cotton sweatpants, and on top, a wide-neck knit shirt made of comfy material—but the neckline was a bit too loose. When she moved slightly, the collar swayed, and even from eye level, one could faintly see the deep valley below.

Her breasts were already large and firm, the kind that jiggled with every step—an utterly arousing sight.

"As usual, let's start with yesterday's vocabulary test!"

Yang Fei said as she handed Zhang Yang a quiz sheet she'd prepared.

A hundred words. Normally no problem for Zhang Yang. But distracted by those full breasts, he lost focus. When he finished and handed it in, he realized he'd gotten at least two or three wrong.

Sure enough, after a glance, Yang Fei's face darkened. She placed the paper on the desk, tapped it hard with her slender finger, and said, "Do you know how many you got wrong?"

Zhang Yang scratched his head awkwardly and shook it. "Two or three maybe?"

"Two or three? You're a bit too confident." Yang Fei rapped the table again. "Five. I don't recall you ever making that many mistakes before. Today, you got five wrong? Take a good look yourself."

Zhang Yang leaned closer suspiciously and found… she was right.

"Teacher…" Zhang Yang was about to say she must've added words he hadn't memorized last night just to trip him up, but his eyes accidentally glanced down—and froze.

Yang Fei was slightly leaning forward, and since Zhang Yang sat higher, their sightlines crossed. His gaze went straight down her collar.

Two plump, snowy mounds trembled before his eyes. Though she wore a blue lace bra, her forward posture and her large breasts made it gap slightly at the edge, revealing a narrow strip of soft flesh—and there it was, a faint pink hue. Was that… her areola?

Even without seeing the pink nipple itself, it was already enough to drive him wild.

This was the goddess herself! His nose caught a faint damp scent, and he nearly got a nosebleed.

Her breasts were incredibly beautiful—like a fuller version of Lulu's—perfectly round and snow-white, the cleavage so tight a piece of paper couldn't slip through. Real, natural, and glorious!

He couldn't even control his lower half anymore. Zhang Yang was speechless—the power of a peerless beauty was just too damn strong.