Chapter 243 Gu Jia in black stockings

Previously, Bai Xiyao was in charge of all the affairs of the Internet cafe and the store. Recently, Bai Xiyao is not here, so Zhou Jing is in charge. The miscellaneous income and expenditure, costs, profits, tax declarations and other trivial matters are quite troublesome.

In the Internet cafe's dispatch room, Zhou Jing was calculating various financial matters with the accountant.

To accurately calculate the Internet cafe's finances, it is also necessary to take inventory of the warehouse, including the computer equipment warehouse and the non-staple food warehouse.

Zhou Jing took a quick look at the list prepared by the accountant, and found basically no major discrepancies, so he signed the financial statement and warehouse list. In the Internet cafe's safe there were tens of thousands of cash that Bai Xiyao had not deposited in the bank last month, mostly in ten- and twenty-yuan notes, but there were also one-, five-, fifty-, and one-hundred-yuan notes.

The cashier and accountant sorted the money into bundles according to their denominations, with each bundle containing denominations over ten yuan worth ten thousand.

In this way, tens of thousands of dollars seem like a lot, and if you put one piece in, it will make a whole pile.

Zhou Jinglai didn't bring a big bag, so the cashier Li Huan took a plastic bag and filled most of it.

"How did Mr. Bai pay wages before?"

Zhou Jing picked up the network administrator's salary list and glanced at it.

"Boss Bai asked me to send it out on the 12th or 13th. Those who have received their salary should sign on this list."

Cashier and accountant Li Huan took out another form and said.

"Then you can pay the salary then."

After counting, Zhou Jing kept more than 10,000 yuan as the salary for the network administrator and prepared to take the rest away.

"Okay, Mr. Zhou."

Li Huan put the money in the safe, locked the safe and gave the key to Zhou Jing.

The girl was not tall but had a nice figure. She was wearing a white shirt with the third button open, which made people feel that the third button might not be able to be buttoned.

"Take the flowers!"

Zhou Jing glanced at the girl in front of him and took out two hundred-dollar bills and gave them to her.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou."

Li Huan was overjoyed.

Zhou Jing waved his hand, picked up the plastic bag containing the money and left the Internet cafe. He wanted to say that your shirt is too small and asked him to buy a suitable one, but he didn't say it out loud. He was free to dress in any way he wanted.

"Wow, that's a lot of money."

"I've never seen so much money in my life."

Everyone who came in and out of the Internet cafe kept their eyes on the bag in Zhou Jing's hand.

Zhou Jing put the money in the car and drove to the nearest Industrial and Commercial Bank of China to deposit it. The bank clerk watched Zhou Jing take out bundles of cash and said in his heart that there are so many rich people.

After depositing the money, it was already late. Zhou Jing just returned to school and went to class. In the parking lot, he met Gu Jia who was coming from the dormitory building.

"No lunch break again?"

Gu Jia walked towards the boy and said.

"My partner is not here, and I need to take care of the internet cafe and the store. I'm quite busy this month. Master, do you not wear short skirts in class now?"

Summer vacation is about to start, and Zhou Jing has never seen Gu Jia wear a short skirt in class.

"Didn't you say that wearing short clothes would affect students' concentration? Since you are the class teacher, of course I have to listen to you."

In the past few years, Gu Jia always loved beauty and didn't care what others thought of her. But now she thinks it is inappropriate for a teacher to wear too short clothes. Students are so busy looking at the teacher's big white legs that they have no time to listen to the lecture.

"How dare I interfere with my girlfriend's dressing?"

While no one was around, Zhou Jing pulled Gu Jia's finger.

"How about I wear black stockings to class tomorrow?"

Gu Jia said with a smile.

"Wear black stockings and tutor me in English. I will definitely pass the Level 6 test."

Zhou Jing thought that if he had the courage just after graduating from high school, he would not have failed the CET-6.

"You little brat, do you like black stockings so much?"

Gu Jia wanted to hit the boy on the head.

"You don't understand the allure of black stockings to boys. Even if a boy hasn't washed his feet for a week, he still thinks they smell good when wearing black stockings."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

"It's not an exaggeration at all."

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Arriving at the teaching building, Zhou Jing walked towards the classroom of Grade 1 and Grade 2. He scanned the classroom from the doorway. The political teacher came over and Zhou Jing went to the office. "Don't you want to go to the dormitory to rest for a while?"

Yang Wenwen, who came out of Class 3 of Grade 1, said softly that she knew the boy did not have a nap at noon and did not get a good rest after being busy until after one o'clock last night.

"You can only fall asleep if you coax me." After leaving the teaching building area, Zhou Jing said mischievously, "You almost choked me to death last night."

"You're laughing again."

Yang Wenwen wanted to cry but had no tears. She quickened her pace and walked forward. Thinking of the "tears like a fountain" she shed last night, she felt so embarrassed.

The faster she walked, the sexier her twisting buttocks became.

"121, 121, 1, 21"

Zhou Jing looked at Yang Wenwen's back and called out softly, deliberately disrupting her rhythm.

"You are really bad."

Yang Wenwen felt like she couldn't walk anymore, so she turned around to glance at the boy, then jogged a few steps to get away from him.

Zhou Jing had a smile on his face as he watched Yang Wenwen's graceful figure walk into the office. When Gu Jia from the office saw him, the smile on Zhou Jing's face disappeared in a second.

Yang Wenwen sat at her desk, glanced at the boy, opened her phone and sent a message: [Don’t laugh like that again]

Zhou Jing smiled and replied: [Really, little guy, if you don’t obey me in the future, I won’t *** you anymore]

Yang Wenwen bit her lip and sent two knocking emojis in succession.

Zhou Jing: [I have tried so hard to give you happiness but you still don't appreciate it. How hurtful]

Yang Wenwen pursed her lips tightly: [Bad guy, I’m angry]

Zhou Jing: [You don’t care about my mood anyway. You only take me seriously when you need me. After so long, you still treat me as your husband at night.]

Yang Wenwen: Where is it?

Zhou Jing: [Then give me a kiss]

Yang Wenwen curled the corners of her mouth and made a kissing expression.

Zhou Jing: [Calling husband]

Yang Wenwen glanced at the boy: [Hubby, I love you (kiss, hug), okay?]

Zhou Jing: [Yeah, I love you too, stupid wife]

[If you have nothing to do, go back to the dormitory and rest for a while]

Yang Wenwen looked at the boy again, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and put down her phone to start working.

Zhou Jing was not sleepy at all. He went to bed at two o'clock last night and got up at six in the morning. He did not take a lunch break at noon, but he still felt that he had energy but nowhere to use it. He sat in the office for a while and then went to the dormitory to write a novel.

Bai Xiyao sent two emails to Zhou Jing, one was the purchase list and arrival status of Kaiyuan Internet Cafe, and the other was the order list for the No. 11 Middle School project.

The No. 11 Middle School project requires the purchase of a lot of equipment, the main equipment includes wall-mounted projectors, lift-type screens, computer mainframes and integrated chassis platforms, surveillance cameras, computer equipment required for two computer classrooms with 60 computers each, and accessories including wired microphones, speakers, laser pens, etc.

In Zhou Jing's opinion, this so-called multimedia teaching system is very backward and has poor stability, especially the projector. In the future, a tablet that integrates a computer, projector, electronic whiteboard, audio system, etc. will be able to handle everything.

The total investment of the project is nearly three million yuan, and the project payment can only be released after completion and acceptance. The company needs to advance a lot of deposit, and all the funds must be arranged by Zhou Jing.

After Zhou Jing confirmed the order list for the No. 11 Middle School project, Bai Xiyao was responsible for contacting the supplier, and the next step was to sign the purchase contract.

In the afternoon, Yang Wenwen and Gu Jia both asked Zhou Jing to have dinner with them. Zhou Jing told Yang Wenwen that he wanted to go to the store. After school, Zhou Jing went to Renmin Road to pick up Gu Jia for dinner. When they passed an intersection with a red light to go straight, Zhou Jing stopped and waited for the green light. An ambulance honked behind him. Zhou Jing ran the red light and gave way immediately, and he also had to find time to deal with the violation.

When Zhou Jing saw Gu Jia on Renmin Road, his eyes lit up. Gu Jia was wearing a black hip skirt, semi-transparent black stockings, and a pair of five or six centimeter high heels, looking sexy and elegant.

“Are there any problems with the project at No. 11 Middle School? How is the funding?”

Gu Jia got in the car and asked.

"No problem, what do you want to eat?"

Zhou Jing lightly stepped on the accelerator and started off.

"Turn right ahead and eat the pancakes and steamed dumplings there."

Gu Jia raised his hand and pointed to the right.

Zhou Jing glanced at Gu Jia's legs, stretched his hand halfway and asked, "Are these the stockings that Master put on for me?"

"Does it look good?"

"Want to touch."

"I asked if it looked good?"

(End of this chapter)