In the dim room, Liu Yongli turned the woman in his arms over and pressed her against the soft leather sofa.
The secretary in a tight-fitting skirt let out a coquettish whimper and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"It's the middle of the day, and you've already ditched work to bring me home?"
"Who'd dare tell me what to do in Jiang City?" Liu Yongli gave a smug snort, his movements growing rougher.
A sharp slap rang out.
Before long, the room was filled with muffled, lascivious sounds.
As the saying went, when there was work, the secretary did it; when there wasn't...
Only after a long while did Liu Yongli rise from the sofa and casually push open a window to air out the room. A professional martial artist's stamina was indeed exceptional at times like this.
"Chairman~" The secretary sidled up to him, her voice sweet, tracing circles over his firm chest with one finger.
Liu Yongli lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled a plume of smoke.
"Call me Brother Li."
"Brother Li~" The secretary's voice grew even sweeter. "Everyone's saying the church's new drug is miraculous. Can it really keep people from aging? Could you... get me some too?"
Liu Yongli was a showy man. Ever since he had taken the throne as chairman of the Jiang City Martial Arts Association, he had even erected a gigantic statue of himself outside his mansion.
Through the Eternal Life Sect, he acquired the so-called "new drug," then sold it at exorbitant prices to young martial artists hungry for power and wealthy people obsessed with their appearance, raking in a fortune.
But the so-called miracle drug was nothing more than a specially cultivated Snake Gu.
Liu Yongli felt playful and pinched the secretary's chin. "You really