Are adult jokes novels?

Early in the morning, the director walked into the office building with shiny hair and hands behind his back. His pants were unzipped, and his crotch opened like a surprised mouth, revealing red underwear-the director was 49 years old that year.

The doorman and the security guard were the first to see. The young man from the countryside is strong, but his reaction is slow. Before he blushed and thought about whether to tell the director, the director had walked up the stairs in four steps (in order to keep healthy, the director never took the elevator).

The director met the female secretary of the Youth League Committee on the second floor. The young female secretary was about to ask the director to sign the document. Seeing the director's trousers, she pretended to run into each other and said that the director was early, so she turned and left in a hurry. I am a lesbian. Let me remind you that this is inappropriate.

The director continued to go upstairs and met the section chief of the administration department on the third floor. As soon as the chief of the administration section saw the director, he smiled: he leaned aside and made way for the director. When the director passed, he quietly went downstairs-the director defended his mistakes, and whoever made suggestions during the "three stresses" was unlucky. I can't say that.

The director continued to March on the fourth floor. In the corridor, the director of the office and the director of discipline inspection are chatting. When they saw the director coming with his pants wide open, both of them were startled, but they still greeted the director quietly as usual. When the director passed by, the two whispered, "Why didn't you tell the director that his pants chain was not fastened properly?" "Why don't you say something?" "You are the director of the commission for discipline inspection office! If there is a problem with the leader's crotch, you can ask! " "Nonsense, it's not a matter of style, it's a matter of leading the quality of pants, it's up to you!"

The director continued to March on the fifth floor with goose steps. On the stairs, he met the deputy section chief of the audit department and went downstairs to fetch water with a thermos bottle. At the sight of the director, the deputy section chief turned red. He just nodded and smiled sideways until the director passed.

The audit section chief appeared, greeted the director kindly as usual and left-no one reminded me from the first floor to the fifth floor. Why should I remind him?

The director has gone up to the sixth floor and turned left into his office. At this time, the deputy director was coming. He gave the director a surprised look and said nothing. He thought to himself: It is rumored that the director will be transferred, and he is the most suitable candidate.

The director walked past the secretary's office, and the secretary also found his red underwear. He secretly sneered in his mind-open it and have a meeting later to see how you make a fool of yourself!

The overall cadre meeting was held at 9 o'clock on time, and the director held his head high and took a group of party Committee members to the rostrum. His pants chain was still wide open, but the audience was silent and pretended not to know anything.

In this way, the director was active for four hours in full view, until his car driver came to pick him up and was dumbfounded, pointing to his pants chain. The director lowered his head and zipped up without saying a word.

The next day, the driver was transferred out of the small motorcade, and the director of the office solemnly pointed out when talking with the aggrieved crying driver: Why didn't you see it when you drove the director here this morning?