“It's ... definitely ... my reflection ...” Greg said aloud at the mirror. He clearly felt two boobs that hung on his chest with a heavy load under the force of gravity and were attached to his body. But this is not enough, he spoke Chinese and apparently was a Chinese.
He tried in vain to understand how this happened, but but only partially remembered and tried to understand the logic of events.
...
There was a corporate event at which he, as a director, spoke. Made a lot of presents. Then, of course, drank it.
He remembered some Chinese woman. "She kind of came for her daughter. Who is this daughter? It seems to be a new intern secretary. He told her that she should learn English. What else? Exactly because I shouted at her because she did not understand and said ... for sure "I said I would fire her. This woman, her mother, she later came and shouted something in Chinese! Oh my god, my head"
He leaned on the table. Tits moved with his every move and his hair closed his vision. A gentle nightdress covered his whole body. He saw a note
"Dear Mei Li, don’t think that this is all accidental. It’s a punishment for you to treat women and other cultures badly. We’ll see how you can manage your Chinese education here in America. Be careful - your work visa is only for a year. Good luck searching for a job"
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