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In the latest chapter of insurance queen TXT-MRT, Yajun has been staring at his watch, alas! Late again. Sitting in the car, the thought of going back to the company will be scolded by the manager, especially when the manager is clumsy with his female colleagues, which makes people feel sick. Therefore, Yajun always hoped that the MRT could get to the company as soon as possible at the speed of 100 km/h, but our MRT system in the Republic of China was still running at the prescribed speed limit. ...
* * * * * * * * * * "Miss Lin, do you know how many times you are late this month ..." You were called into the manager's office by the pig manager as soon as you entered the door. I saw Manager Li, the pig head, staring at Yajun, whose chest fluctuated violently after running fast. Pink nipples protrude from the soft bra because of rapid congestion, and are faintly printed on the silk shirt at two points, which makes Manager Li reluctant to let go of her and keep talking.
23-year-old, just graduated from college, entered this insurance company to engage in insurance business under the introduction of my senior sister. Due to the opposition of my family and the fact that I have just entered the society and entered the insurance industry for more than a month, I have never signed an insurance policy. Now I rent a house in Danshui, take the MRT to and from work every day, and take the bus when I want to visit my customers. Everything is ...