Chapter 1: Shocking! Why is this man pestering me in the street?!
"Get lost! You're relying on your looks to flirt with me here. Who do you think I, Luo Nanchen, am?"
The door of the reception room was suddenly opened. The handsome young man's face flushed red. He pointed at Luo Nanchen and said "you, you, you" for a long time without saying a complete sentence.
Luo Nanchen raised his chin high, not even looking at the other person. Instead, he glanced in the direction of the door and said, "You're not leaving yet, is that not enough?"
As he spoke, he took out a stack of hundred-dollar bills from somewhere.
Bang, the banknotes hit the other person's face and scattered all over the ground.
Ji Qi laughed in anger, said "OK" three times, put on sunglasses and left with a dark face.
Putting down the things in his hand, Qin Qinsen slightly moved aside.
Qin Qinsen acted as if he hadn't noticed anything that had just happened. He walked into the reception room calmly, picked up the scattered banknotes on the ground, and carefully stacked them. "Mr. Luo."
Luo Nanchen, who was sitting on a chair playing with a green seal, raised his eyebrows, thinking that this new secretary was more sensible than the previous ones. "No need, use it to buy some clothes, and come with me to the cocktail party tomorrow night."
Shangguan Yue, who was standing at the door at a loss, saw someone closing the door and coming out, and hurriedly came forward. Before she could speak, Qin Qinsen took the tray from her hand.
"fine."
"How could he be alright? That person must be some celebrity, why did he make Mr. Luo so angry?"
Shangguan Yue asked bluntly, with undisguised dissatisfaction in her eyes.
In her eyes, Luo Nanchen, despite being so young, had secured his position as the group's president. His outstanding abilities and good character naturally attracted many suitors. She had only been at the company for a month, and already five of them had approached her.
"We came here to discuss cooperation, but you don't agree with me. You know Mr. Luo's temper." Qin Qinsen's eyes were dark, and he could see Shangguan Yue's dissatisfaction clearly.
Before he could continue, Shangguan Yue was called into the CEO's office. Qin Qinsen smiled bitterly and shook his head, taking a sip of the coffee at the perfect temperature. "It's bitter."
Isn't it bitter?
After finally getting fired from my boss, I had my first good sleep in years at a resort. But when I woke up, I found myself not only as a newly hired secretary, but also transmigrated into a story about a physically and mentally abusive boss.
It's bad enough that he traveled into a book, but the character he traveled into was a cannon fodder who was dragged out to be buried with the deceased!
Qin Qinsen took another bite of the apple, his eyes fixed on the door of the president's office.
At this time, Luo Nanchen should be describing to Shangguan Yue how the visitor seduced him, and how he saw through the other party's sinister intentions and stuck to his principles without wavering.
At this time, the simple heroine has a filter for the domineering president, so she believes whatever others say. What's more, the domineering president cares about her in everything, speaks sweetly to her, and his eyes are full of her.
The next step should be——
"Xiao Qin, you don't have to go to the cocktail party tomorrow night. Shangguan will be my female companion."
"Okay, Mr. Luo."
So that stack of bills is his mental pension, understand.
It's been more than half a month since I traveled through the book, but the plot has only begun to reveal its clues today - tomorrow night, the domineering president will take the heroine out for the first time. The heroine has just entered the upper-class social circle, and her words and deeds are not safe. She can't control her inferiority complex, and she relies more on the domineering president who treats her differently and takes care of her.
Qin Qinsen sighed, "Ah."
"snort."
The executive floor is tall and spacious, but there shouldn't be an echo, right? The echo is a bit muffled.
Qin Qinsen looked around. He and Shangguan Yue each had a workstation. Behind them were the president's office, reception room, and VIP room. At the other end of the corridor was the VIP bathroom. The cleaning lady had just finished cleaning, so no one was there at this time.
Could it be that what he heard just now was really his own echo?
A touch of pearly white appeared in the corner of his eyes. Qin Qinsen turned around suddenly, and a human-shaped shadow floated in front of him.
"I @$#&…!"
He punched out reflexively, and the figure didn't even have time to scream before he flew through the wall under Qin Qinsen's attack.
Qin Qinsen raised his fist, feeling a little confused.
This wasn't his first time seeing a ghost. His father, a man of few occupations, often took him on "travels." Unfortunately, he didn't have the ability to see ghosts, nor the luck he'd associate with novels. He'd been an ordinary person from childhood, relying on his father to open his eyes and memorize things. He gradually approached the other side of his father's familiar world, yet never found the real door.
His fingers touched his eyelids and he muttered to himself, "I washed my face this morning, but I didn't even open my eyes."
Thinking of something, he quickly opened his right hand, looked at it again and again, and then slowly closed it. Repeating the action of clenching his fist, recalling the slightly cool feeling just now, the arc of Qin Qinsen's mouth gradually widened.
"You stinky old Taoist priest, you force me to read more and more, saying that opportunities are in books, and they really are in books."
Isn't traveling through a book also a book?
It’s a pity that I didn’t see the ghost clearly just now, otherwise we could have had a good chat.
Shangguan Yue returned to her workstation and saw him silently writing or drawing. She had no idea what he was doing. The worry she had about what her colleagues might think of her after being alone in the room with Luo Nanchen for so long slowly subsided.
"What are you doing? Got a new mission?"
This shouldn't be the case. Luo Nanchen didn't make any phone calls or send any messages while in there. Could it be that this was a job assigned by the chairman?
Shangguan Yue's mind was in turmoil. Unlike Qin Qin, being the CEO's secretary at Luo Group was her second job, and it was the best company she could possibly get. Naturally, she took it very seriously, inevitably comparing herself to others in the same position.
Normally, Luo Nanchen preferred to delegate any official duties to Shangguan Yue. Qin Qinsen, who seemed to be a bit daft, wasn't particularly agile. It was said that she was able to hold the same position as Shangguan Yue because the interviewer was obsessed with looks.
"Oh, I'm planning to take a test recently. Do you want to join me?" The moment Qin Qinsen heard the door open, he put away the talisman in his hand and took out the materials he had prepared long ago.
"research?"
After working together for half a month, Qin Qinsen came to and from get off work on time every day and never stayed for a second longer. Luo Nanchen didn't care and just said that young people have a rich nightlife. Instead, he asked Shangguan Yue to work overtime with him every day.
Thinking of working overtime, Shangguan Yue's cheeks inexplicably flushed.
Qin Qinsen's expression became more complicated.
It's over. If the heroine really falls into the sweet trap of the domineering president, then his ending of being buried with her cannot be changed.
Qin Qinsen felt so angry when he thought of the refreshing, unworldly and touching counterattack stories about small figures in the workplace that were highly recommended by unscrupulous netizens.
It is indeed refreshing and unconventional. Not only is the physical and emotional abuse done to the heroine, but the supporting characters as well. However, the protagonist will not die, but the supporting characters will.
Thinking of the endings of all the supporting characters, including his own identity, Qin Qinsen had to put away the joy of suddenly opening his third eye.
"Shangguan just graduated this year, right?"
Shangguan Yue was stunned for a moment when her name was suddenly called out. "Ah? Right."
"Then you can't stop learning. Have you thought about career planning? Luo's can help polish our resumes, so we can find good jobs if we leave in the future. Of course, it would be best to stay in the group, but the ceiling for secretaries is there. How to transition and develop in the future requires us to think ahead and plan ahead."
Qin Qinsen's heartfelt words were very shocking to Shangguan Yue's ears. The tone and content of his words were exactly the same as her instructor's.
But her instructor is in her fifties and is about to retire. Qin Qinsen looks about the same age as her, so why does he say such old-fashioned words?
Immediately dissatisfied, "You are a secretary like me, so you should think more about yourself when you have free time."
She had gone through six rounds of interviews before she was admitted to Luo's company. She was completely different from him who got in just by relying on his looks.
Unexpectedly, Qin Qinsen threw a stack of information at her with a sincere expression, "That makes sense. But I'm a local, so I don't have to worry about housing. Even if it's shabby, it's still my home, so it's fine as long as it's habitable. If you plan to stay, you still need to learn more about career development and make plans for the future."
Looking at the "Guide to Applying for the Board Secretary Qualification Certificate" written on the cover of the document, Shangguan Yue was so angry that her beautiful almond-shaped eyes turned red.
No wonder this guy scouted the place every day, and Luo Nanchen didn't care. He must be a local. It was said that although the locals in Hai City were few in number, they were all very wealthy. Each person owned at least one house, and they just sat at home and collected rent.
Maybe Qin Qinsen would put on a smile for his boss at the company during the day, and then at night the boss would knock on his door, say nice things and promise him benefits, and ask him to sign the document agreeing to the demolition.
However, Qin Qinsen seemed to have something urgent to do today. After stabbing her a few times, he actually waited by the time clock a few minutes early. At six o'clock, he scanned his face to leave work on time.
The elevator door blocked Shangguan Yue's gaze, and Qin Qinsen sighed again. He hoped that provocation would work, ideally inspiring the heroine to strive for self-improvement and stop dwelling on petty love affairs. Only when you are strong yourself are you truly strong; all these bastard men are unreliable!
"What's wrong? Did Mr. Luo give you a hard time?" The elevator stopped on the 17th floor. The person who came in was Cheng Lei, a senior from the same school as the original owner. The original owner was able to get an interview opportunity at Luo's company thanks to this brother's recommendation.
"No, I'm just happy to get off work." Qin Qinsen glanced at the time, "Why are you here so early today?"
"It's your sister-in-law's birthday, I have to go spend time with her." The two of them got out of the elevator and chatted as they walked. Cheng Lei motioned for Qin Qinsen to come closer and whispered, "The old bald guy wouldn't let me go. He insisted that I go through the personal leave process and write that I couldn't work overtime after get off work due to personal matters. MD is working overtime like crazy!"
The old bald man is the head of Project Group 7 where Cheng Lei works, and is well-known in the group for his unpaid overtime work.
Not only did he not want overtime pay himself, he also pressured his team members to file a petition to refuse overtime pay. Ultimately, the HR director and legal department intervened and gave him a thorough legal education, which finally put a stop to this dangerous behavior.
Qin Qinsen laughed when he heard this and handed him a small triangle made of paper. "Here."
I don't know if it's because I saw a ghost today and I'm in a good mood, or if I haven't paid close attention in the past two weeks. Cheng Lei's luck is low, and it's inevitable that he will have some bad luck when he goes out.
Although this lucky charm is not very formal, wearing it can always ward off bad luck.
"What is that?" He pretended to take it apart.
"Don't open it. Just put it in your pocket and keep it dry. I got this lucky charm from Ning'an Temple. It's said to have been blessed by Master Linji."
You can't say that he just casually drew the talisman this afternoon by cutting off a piece of misprinted A4 paper, right?
Touching the paper triangle, which was so familiar in both feel and color, Cheng Lei was skeptical. "Is it really Ning'an Temple? The one they say is so powerful?"
"Oh, really, hurry up and get in the car. Don't let your sister-in-law wait for you on this day."
After pushing the people into the car, Qin Qinsen smiled and waved goodbye, then walked towards the bus stop alone.
Qin Qinsen stared at the passing vehicles and pedestrians in a trance, but he saw nothing unusual. No wronged spirits or evil spirits, let alone any evil spirits. No wonder he hadn't discovered his ability to see ghosts until today.
'Uncle, buy me some flowers.'
The little girl's tender voice was heard, and the man's tired, low refusal responded to her.
"It's not expensive, only five yuan a flower, buy some flowers and take them back to your girlfriend." The little girl's voice was still there, and the man squatted dejectedly on the platform, his face full of sorrow.
He heard the girl's weak voice, looked up but saw no one. Only the office workers around him looked at him strangely.
"Are you okay? Do you need help?" An elderly woman wearing a red armband was volunteering at the nearby intersection. She noticed the man squatting at the station talking to himself and asked worriedly.
The man shook his head blankly, but before he could speak, the girl's voice rang out again.
"Are you really not buying it?"
The old lady's voice mixed with the little girl's faint voice, and the man became more suspicious whether it was an auditory hallucination or reality.
"Is he too tired? I'll take him to the hospital."
When the aunt saw that it was a young and handsome guy dressed as a white-collar worker, she immediately felt relieved and urged Qin Qinsen to take the man to the hospital quickly so as not to delay treatment.
"Brother, buy some flowers."
The man shuddered in fear when he heard the familiar voice again.
Qin Qinsen's reaction gave him peace of mind, proving that he was not ill.
"Brother, you don't need flowers." Qin Qinsen helped the man sit down on the roadside away from the crowd. He looked at the man and asked, "Little sister, why are you selling flowers here alone?"
It was the rush hour after get off work, and two men were sitting on the side of the road talking to the air. The scene was very strange.
"Can you hear it? What's talking?" The man's face was covered in cold sweat.
Qin Qinsen patted the little girl's head with two pigtails and said, "She's just a little girl selling flowers."
"Come, I'll show you a magic trick. Look carefully at my hands and don't blink."
The little girl looked over curiously, and Qin Qinsen's slender white fingers moved flexibly, making various strange postures.
Soon, a pure white light slowly flew out from the fingertips, dancing and spinning around the little girl, making her giggle.
The man couldn't see the little girl, let alone the white light at Qin Qinsen's fingertips. He only saw his fingers twisting and turning, making strange gestures, and he suddenly felt that the other person needed to go to the hospital more than he did.
The gaze from the side was so intense that Qin Qinsen stretched out two fingers and flicked them between his eyebrows a few times, "Look."
Following Qin Qinsen's gesture, the man saw a girl in a dress carrying a small bamboo basket full of flowers, jumping away surrounded by white light, flying into the sky and disappearing in an instant.
"What is that...?"
"Ghost, this shouldn't be the first time you've seen one. It's a pity that you haven't opened your third eye, so you can only hear but not see." At this point, Qin Qinsen was actually a little envious. It was better than him in the real world, at least he could hear.
"Master! Please save me, Master!"
The man hugged Qin Qinsen's legs and burst into tears.
That night, a news item titled "Man's Emotional Entanglement and Caught in the Street" became a local hot search.
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