Her Majesty

"Justin, I’m warning you the last time. If your sales volume of this month is as low as last month’s, then go away!"

It was a call from the sales manager, James Topper, which was just looking for a target to vent his anger. And I, because my performance has always been the worst, will be bombarded by his words from time to time. As a salesman, I have suffered a lot of grievances over the years. Although this industry has made huge profits and I once made a lot of money, I still have suffered numerous contemptuous looks and dislike. But I have to be bullied here before finding the next reliable job.

It's not that I didn't have the courage to leave, but that my sister still needs my salary to cure her disease. If I leave, I'm not only irresponsible to myself, but I'm afraid it will also have a great impact on my sister's treatment.

I opened my notebook, which recorded numerous phone numbers and client addresses, but most of them I have been to today, only sold one or two pieces sporadically. If there aren’t any important clients, I guess I really have to suffer from cold and hunger.

Tranquility housing estate is a famous mistress residential area in the county. People who live here are either rich or expensive, and there are always various luxury cars. And here is my last station today.

"Hello, who is it?" There was a very nice female voice on the phone, who is the customer I recorded before.

"Hello, Miss Emily, my name is Justin Allen. Do you still remember me? Now I'm downstairs at your residence." My tone was extremely flattering and I just hoped to make a good impression on my customers.

"Justin? Oh, I remember. You're the one who sells that thing. Come straight up. "

When I walked to the fifth floor, the door had been opened, revealing a gap. I knocked on the door, but there was no response, so I pushed the door directly and entered the house.

"Miss Emily, are you there?"

"Eh...Justin, please wait for me in the living room first, and I'll be right out immediately." There was a flustered voice coming from the bathroom, and I didn't know what she is doing.

far from the door and began to appreciate

is very simple, there is no extra furniture, only a photo on the TV cabinet, which is a group photo

a married woman, I try not to provoke as far as possible. If I was misunderstood by her husband, it would be

I'm sorry to have kept you

guessing, the door of the bathroom was opened, and she came out, still covered with bath towel, and her hair was wet behind her head. It was easy to

it’s

head to have a look. However, her two long legs, which were exposed outside the bath towel,

I took a shower just now." She stood in front of the mirror with a hair dryer, turned her head and gave me a bright and relaxed smile, which made my heart swing and my saliva almost

who aren't married are not as attractive as her.

clearly what I said, and my sight never left the two long legs. It is said that loom is the most attractive, and it was just her back

countless women with all kinds of amorous feelings, but none could compare with the women in

white jade drew the outline of an attractive curve. Although it was covered by bath towel, I could still see the slender

estimated that even she didn’t know that while she was blowing her hair, there was a pair of eager eyes looking at her body behind

can't remember it. What do you sell? I

sound of the hair

you a sample of massager last time, Your feedback the next day is very useful, and you have the idea

hair dryer stopped. I had been watching her back

yeah, it is