Chapter 12 Ordering the Secretary

"Unfilial son." The person on the phone said, "You have grown independent and can no longer bear to hear your mother's greetings."

The unfilial son was speechless: "..."

Damn, can that be a sentence?

No matter how heartwarming the greetings are, if you say them four times, it will still touch your heart.

From feeling like a spring breeze to feeling like falling into an icy cave.

"Do you still want to fight omega?" his mother asked.

Jian Yuheng was not only calm, but also said arrogantly: "What's so good about omegas? Your son was born to climb up the ladder. He can't be around a cute omega all day long."

He had a good time talking and waited patiently for Secretary Song to return.

Because he calculated that Secretary Song definitely didn't want this zero-cost special prize.

Jian Yuheng waited with a calculating look on his face, feeling confident about what he was doing.

One minute later——

Jian Yuheng almost broke his fingers.

"You're not pretending anymore, are you? So that's what you think. Did I give you face? Or did studying abroad give you courage?" his mother said, "You've become stronger and stronger, and are you starting to fight against the physiological mechanism of ABO against the whole world?"

His mother: "Did you plan to marry a car of inhibitors during the susceptible period to worship the couple?"

Jian Yuheng (san-10): "Mom, I..."

His mother: "You are alone in the pharmacy while everyone else is busy?"

Jian Yuheng (san-20): “m…”

"I've been staying abroad for the past few years, and you've escaped." His mother said, "Go get a matching test tomorrow! The database will recommend a suitable omega for you."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Jian Yuheng was disheartened: "Okay, okay, Mom, I was wrong. Mom, I'm hanging up now."

If you don't hang up the phone, the person will hang up.

Song Ruochen really won't reply to this one. Why not?

What, you like the grand prize and want one-on-one training?

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【The mysterious cannot save the innocent. 】

【Money can’t change your fate.】

The system speaks.

[I just don’t believe it. I always think I’m the special one.]

[When you win the first prize of a new mobile phone, it’s time to stop. 】

"Tongsun, shut up." Song Ruochen said.

[Current balance in wallet: 1 second]

[The daily usage of the return coin purse has been increased to 6 times. 】

"Only one second left." Song Ruochen said regretfully, "There's no time to waste today."

[You also know that you are just wandering around. ]

Holding his special prize ticket, Song Ruochen nodded gracefully to the host of the annual meeting, walked back to his seat with a smile, and sat down steadily.

"Secretary Song really won a big prize." Jian Yuheng mocked, "Are you happy?"

"Don't be happy with things, and don't be sad with yourself." Song Ruochen said calmly.

Jian Yuheng: “.”

Ten seconds later, Song Ruochen turned around and winked at the company employees in the back row.

"Recycle old prizes and exchange unwanted glasses for Jian Yuheng." Song Ruochen said, "Brother, do you want to exchange?"

Jian Yuheng: “…”

The employee sitting right behind him was an alpha who had never spoken to this cool and pretty omega secretary.

This secretary who was as cold as a delicate robot actually took the initiative to talk to people.

The alpha employee was rather flattered: "Is one enough? I have a lot of unwanted glasses at home."

"Secretary Song." The Grand Prize winner glanced at the back row and suddenly said, "The prizes for the annual meeting are not allowed to be exchanged."

"Can't exchange? Then can we sell it?" Song Ruochen said loudly, "Then the 251 yuan, the special prize is sold at a low price, but it's a small knife."

Yan Ci: “…”

"Secretary Song," Jian Yuheng said, "after the annual meeting is over, come to my office."

Song Ruochen: "Strike back in retaliation?"

"How can that be possible?" Jian Yuheng said, "I'll give it to you to redeem the prize."

What's the prize? Exclusive vocational skills training?

"Only online courses are accepted." Song Ruochen said.

"Secretary Song." Jian Feng coughed lightly, "You do need to go to Yuheng's office later to prepare materials for the business trip."

Song Ruochen: “?”

On business trip?

The smooth brain worked at high speed, digging out the few plot points from the original book's bloody plot.

There really is such a passage.

After the annual meeting, the protagonist of the original book, along with his secretary and the villain, started a two-week business trip.

During the business trip, the protagonist encountered a lot of things, and because he was not good at explaining, a basket of misunderstandings occurred between him and Yan Ci.

[After Jian Feng came back from his business trip, the two of them immediately had a big fight, and Yan Ci dragged his suitcase and ran away from home. A week later, Secretary Song flew a helicopter to look for him, and it landed in Yan Ci's hometown.]

[“Madam, President Jian is waiting for you to come home.” Secretary Song said calmly, “You don’t have to run away anymore. Even if I have to dig three feet underground, I will find you for President Jian.”]

Song Ruochen: “…”

stop.

What are you doing?

【helicopter. 】

"Will I open it if it's in foreign language?" Song Ruochen thought to himself.

First, he can only fly a cell phone, not a helicopter.

Second, the protagonist of the original book is very good at running. The places discovered by Secretary Song (original version) are usually in deep mountains, snowfields, small islands and rainforests. Secretary Song (copycat version) can't find them at all.

The protagonist will suffer this loss for the rest of his life.

Song Ruochen took a breath of cool air.

No, he couldn't lose his job, and he couldn't lose these two coin-making machines. He had to help Yan Ci keep the protagonist under control during this business trip, and not let him do anything rash, so as to solve the problem from the root.

The lively annual meeting gradually came to an end, and company leaders and employees left one after another.

Song Ruochen stood up and left with Jian Yuheng.

"Secretary Chenchen." Yan Ci, dressed like a white Christmas tree, ran all the way.

Song Ruochen: "Madam, little..."

Forget it. Without him around, Yan Ci doesn’t have to be careful.

Yan Ci came over as steady as the wind: "Secretary Song, I'll give you a consolation prize."

He handed over a large paper bag and threw it into Song Ruochen's arms.

Song Ruochen: "What is this?"

"New skin!" Yan Ci said, "White seems to suit you very well. I bought you a few more pieces for you to wear on business trips."

"I have a live broadcast to do. I'm leaving with my husband first." Yan Ci waved, "See you after your business trip."

"You swear." Song Ruochen said.

Yan Ci: “?”

Yan Ci: "I swear, see you."

Song Ruochen left peacefully.

The annual meeting was held on the first floor, and Jian Yuheng's office was on the tenth floor. Song Ruochen took a half step ahead and pressed the elevator button for his boss out of habit.

"Second Young Master, please." Song Ruochen said.

Jian Yuheng, who hadn't taken the elevator for half a month, paused and happily stepped into the elevator.

It turns out that taking the elevator to the tenth floor is so fast.

For the first time, I felt so clearly how technology changes our lives.

The phone in my hand vibrated. It was a message from Assistant Gong.

[Assistant Gong]: Gold will always shine. Tonight’s annual meeting has brought the attention of the outside world to the excellence of the Second Young Master.

[Assistant Gong]: Push message [How good is Jian Yuheng who landed in Xiaoshi Group]

[Assistant Gong]: I have extracted a passage for you: "He started writing poetry at the age of three, painting at the age of four, was admitted to a top university at the age of sixteen, and went abroad to study at the age of twenty. Jian Yuheng has a life that is like a cheat."

[Assistant Gong]: This comment is also very interesting hahaha, "Jian Yuheng has a system."

[Assistant Gong]: There really are people who think there is a system in this world, hahaha.

[Assistant Gong]: Second Young Master, aren’t you going to come and have some fun?

Jian Yuheng: “?”

System?

A small light bulb lit up above Jian Yuheng's head.

Does Song Putao's ability to recover come from a certain system?

I just don't know why the functions of this system were shared with him when it took effect?

Moreover, the functions of this system should have usage restrictions, limiting the backtracking time and...number of times?

So Song Ruochen accepted the zero-cost special prize with tears in his eyes, is it because this system will no longer be effective today?

So Secretary Song is now innocent and harmless?

"Second Young Master." At the end of the corridor, in front of the wall, Song Ruochen stopped and asked, "Is your office inside the wall?"

Nine and three quarters office?

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Going too far.

Usually, Assistant Gong opens the door first to guide people.

"Follow me." said Jian Yuheng.

Song Ruochen yawned quietly and followed Jian Yuheng into the office.

"Regarding this business trip, I have a few documents here that need Secretary Song to sort out," said Jian Yuheng.

Secretary Song stood under the light in a white shirt with his black hair hanging down in front of his forehead. He didn't look as cold as usual, but rather a little confused and tired.

Jian Yuheng added: "Gong Huo parachuted in with me, so he doesn't know much about the staff situation of Xiao Shi. We still need Secretary Song to come."

Song Ruochen: “…”

I?

I'm just a jerk reading articles.

He sat down at Jian Yuheng's desk and opened his laptop.

The computer screen lit up, and on the desktop was a cartoonist working with a kitchen knife.

"Second Master." Song Ruochen smiled politely, "Please send me the files that need to be processed."

"Secretary Tong, come out and work." Song Ruochen called.

[I found the original text, see if you can copy it.]

The sound of keyboard clacking was heard, and Jian Yuheng's gaze stopped on the omega's white fingers, paused, and then turned to look at the computer screen.

"...Jian Yujie, who is that?" Jian Yuheng tapped the screen, "My name is Jian Yuheng."

Song Ruochen: “Ahhhh.”

When I first read the novel, I didn't think about it and often just glanced at it and read it as "street". After he came, he called people "Second Young Master" every day, and occasionally when he heard the protagonist calling Jian Yuheng, he would still react.

Look, I forgot it again while typing and copying the document.

Jian Yuheng was speechless for two seconds, wanting to laugh but also to be angry. Then he noticed that Secretary Song was sitting upright in his seat, using his desk and chair, while he was standing beside him.

"Secretary Song." Jian Yuheng said loudly, "Is this how you usually work? You are so bored."

Song Ruochen: “?”

There is work to do. Am I not rushing to work?

"Go make a cup of tea." Jian Yuheng said, "Warm water, white tea."

"Okay." Song Ruochen went.

Jian Yuheng sat back in his dragon chair comfortably, tapping on Secretary Song's keyboard and changing a few sentences.

Seeing that Secretary Song had not returned yet, he changed a few more sentences.

The office door was pushed open, and Song Ruochen walked in holding a teacup. For a moment, the office was filled with the fragrance of white tea.

It is quite pleasant to order the pretty secretary to make tea.

"Send it over." Jian Yuheng said.

"Yes." Secretary Song walked over step by step.

The cup of tea was a little full, so he walked very carefully, fearing that the tea would spill on the Second Young Master's precious carpet.

What is the tea ceremony etiquette, Song Ruochen recalled.

Which action is used to serve tea to guests?

"Second Young Master, please..." Song Ruochen leaned forward.

Just then Jian Yuheng raised his hand: "What are you thinking about? Give it to me now..."

The warm tea splashed on Jian Yuheng's pants.

Jian Yuheng: “Hiss…”

Song Ruochen: “!!!”

It's over, the tea art failed, and it happened again.

Roll back, roll back, roll back.

【Instructions received.】

【There is only 1 second left to return your coin purse. We are returning 1 second for you.】

Song Ruochen: “…Ahhh”

ding dong.

Blah.

Jian Yuheng: “Hiss!”