Chapter 13 Unpredictable
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Good news, back.
Bad news, took one second to reply.
The attempt to withdraw the tea failed, and Song Ruochen was obviously stunned.
Song Ruochen shook twice, and the hand holding the teacup fell crookedly in mid-air, and the white tea poured out like the Niagara Falls.
"Song Ruochen!" Jian Yuheng reacted first.
Song Ruochen's hand trembled, and the waterfall entered its flood stage.
So much happened in just two seconds that Jian Yuheng finally felt that the waterfall had run out of water rather than Secretary Song having let him go.
"Secretary Song." Jian Yuheng took a deep breath, "I asked you to make tea, not to give me a bath."
"I'm sorry, I'll take your leave." Song Ruochen said calmly.
Jian Yuheng: “……?” What?
【Ahhhh what are you talking about? ! 】
A row of "I'll go" flew through Song Ruochen's mind in a row.
"I didn't mean to do that. I tried my best." Song Ruochen argued in his mind, "I gave him a rollback."
[It is better not to reply~]
"I'll do my best and leave everything to fate. If fate says that the second young master needs to be heated up, what does it have to do with me, Song Ruochen?" Song Ruochen thought, "Besides, he doesn't know that I have poured it on him twice."
【No one noticed what happened, but I didn't do anything about it. 】
【Please appease the villain, Secretary Song. 】
The system said.
[We are out of money, and I am afraid you will not be able to leave this office tonight. ]
[The villain's face turned black. ]
Jian Yuheng, with a sullen face, was gnashing his teeth.
Song Ruochen thought for two seconds and said, "Second Young Master is amazing. He predicted everything and asked me to make some warm tea."
Jian Yuheng: “…”
On x day of x month of x year, I became a god in the office again.
"Let me wipe it for you." Song Ruochen said.
He had something going on in his eyes. He took a dry towel, stood next to Jian Yuheng, and kept wiping him.
The towel wiped across Jian Yuheng's silver belt buckle, black leather belt and soft trouser fabric, taking away the water marks with the scent of white tea.
The secretary lowered her head and wiped it vigorously. The collar of her thin white shirt was slightly open, and from Jian Yuheng's perspective, he could just see the omega's slender and beautiful neck.
Under the light, the skin behind the omega's neck was so white that it was dazzling, as if it would easily leave marks if gently pinched or rubbed.
It is impolite to look directly at the gland behind an omega's neck.
"... Secretary Song." Jian Yuheng grabbed the collar of the white shirt in front of him and lifted him up a little. He looked away and said, "Get out of the way."
"Second Young Master, don't you want to wipe it off?" Song Ruochen asked.
"Can Secretary Song be wiped clean?" Jian Yuheng asked.
Under the pressure of the villain, Song Ruochen shook his head.
Jian Yuheng laughed angrily: "Then what are we doing here?"
"Wipe...brighten the eyes of the Second Young Master." Song Ruochen said, "I will definitely choose the right person to make tea with next time."
"I'll go get some clean clothes for the second young master." Before raising the villain's hatred value to the maximum, Song Ruochen twisted his body and jumped two meters away.
The offices of top bosses are all equipped with cloakrooms. Song Ruochen went all the way there and found that, as expected, Assistant Gong had already hung up a lot of clothes for the boss.
He picked out a shirt and pants according to his own taste, estimated his outfit score, and was about to leave when he suddenly felt something was missing.
Song Ruochen: "Ah."
I'm still missing a pair of underwear.
"Second Young Master, Second Young Master." Song Ruochen knocked on the bathroom door, "Do you mind hanging an empty block?"
Bathroom: "..."
"In the suitcase by the window, there are some clothes I packed for my business trip today." Jian Yuheng said, "Secretary Song, take them from there."
With a hint of curiosity, Song Ruochen opened the villain's package and found his target in the compartment.
Song Ruochen: “Wow.”
What a big size.
As expected of a villain carefully created by the original author, he is able to fight on equal terms with the protagonist, and his hardware conditions are also excellent.
However, the author of the original book had not yet written a CP for the villain, and Tai was imprisoned in chapter 500 or so.
"Second Young Master." Song Ruochen held a pile of clothes and handed them to Jian Yuheng who had just finished taking a shower. "You have almost sorted out the documents. I took a look and there are no omissions. I will leave work first."
After a burst of particularly cheerful footsteps typical of workers leaving get off work, Jian Yuheng's office fell silent.
After changing into clean clothes, Jian Yuheng walked out of the bathroom.
Song Ruochen did a simple cleaning before leaving, and the smell of white tea in the air had dissipated.
Jian Yuheng sat down at the desk and began to print the sorted documents. In the relatively quiet office, the sound of the printer was particularly obvious.
The clean neck of the omega secretary when she lowered her head just now suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
Perhaps because he hadn't had any water for a long time, he suddenly felt dry in the mouth.
He pulled out a piece of A4 paper and scribbled some notes on it.
The amount that was just rolled back one second ago should be the only amount left. The secretary can't take out more for the time being.
So, where did Song Ruochen get the seconds to roll back? Did he need to buy them or was there a special mission? He was not sure about these for the time being.
But what is certain is that as long as he keeps a close eye on Secretary Song, he can effectively predict the pullback.
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There was a row of taxis parked on the side of the road below Xiaoshi Building.
Song Ruochen picked a color he liked, sat on it and told his home address.
There weren't many omegas taking taxis alone late at night, and the beta driver looked at the beautiful omega several times in the rearview mirror.
"Fortunately, it was Jian Yuheng who was splashed." Song Ruochen said, "He didn't have a high impression of me to begin with."
If it were someone else, would Secretary Song still do this?
[It’s time to replenish my wallet. ]
【You only regret having too little money when you need it. 】
"Indeed." Song Ruochen said.
During this period of time, he couldn't contact Yan Ci, so he could only collect more drops from the main character.
He thought about it and pulled out the WeChat of Dazao’s husband.
[Song Ruochen]: Mr. Jian.
[Jian Feng]: Yes.
[Song Ruochen]: There is a very important document, please study it.
[Jian Feng]: Is it the customer’s information?
[Song Ruochen]：0.0
[Song Ruochen]：0.0.
[Song Ruochen]: 0.0*
[Song Ruochen]: 0.0! There’s still 0.0?
[Song Ruochen]: Just to make myself familiar to the public.
[Jian Feng]: …
【It takes 1 second for the currency to be transferred back to the account. 】
"The protagonist is so stingy." Song Ruochen was mad.
What can you do in 1 second? You can't even take back a cup of tea.
As he was thinking, he suddenly found a strange ID in his WeChat list.
"J" accepted your friend request.
Song Ruochen: “?”
Who is it? When did he add it? I have no recollection of it.
J? Chicken? Joule?
[Song Ruochen]：0.o
[J]: If Secretary Song gets home, please send me a copy of the project plan.
Oh, it’s the second young master.
[Song Ruochen]: Is the second young master still in the company?
[J]: Did you lock up the tea sets and tea leaves?
[Song Ruochen]: To prevent the second young master from getting burned again.
[J]: Headache and beheading?
[Song Ruochen]:.
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The next morning, Song Ruochen dragged his suitcase and boarded the protagonist's private plane.
So the system listened to "Wuhu" in his head for a full half hour.
"It's great to be in a book, Brother Tong!" Song Ruochen said, "This college student got on a private jet. I can brag about it for five years."
This is a comfortable space and bright environment. It must be great to be the president's secretary.
There should be a lot of delicious food when we take off later.
Jian Yuheng was sitting by the window, making a phone call to deal with his furious mother. He turned around and saw Secretary Song's mouth slightly curled up.
Are you in such a good mood because of a business trip?
Song Ruochen was humming a song in his heart when the private jet attendant stopped beside him.
"Hello, Secretary Song," the flight attendant said, "the plane is ready to take off."
Song Ruochen: “?”
Song Ruochen pointed at himself in panic: "I'm the one driving?"
"...No." The flight attendant was stunned. "I just want you to tell Mr. Jian."
Song Ruochen: “?”
Song Ruochen: "Isn't he on this plane? Am I a hearing aid?"
Jian Yuheng: “Pfft.”
On the phone, Jian Yuheng's mother, who was giving a serious lecture, paused.
"Did I tell you a crosstalk?" his mother asked.
"No, no." said Jian Yuheng.
"Go get a matching test when you get back this time, did you hear me?" his mother said.
"Okay, okay, we're about to take off. Mom, I'm hanging up first." Jian Yuheng hung up the phone and turned his phone to flight mode.
The plane soared into the sky. The speed of the in-flight wifi was average. Song Ruochen gave up watching the TV series he was halfway through and turned his attention to the snacks brought by the flight attendant.
The puffs are delicious, the mung bean cakes are delicious, and the hawthorn balls coated with icing sugar are also good.
Both alphas were not interested in these snacks. Assistant Gong had been dozing off since getting on the plane, leaving Song Ruochen alone to inhale heavily.
Bang.
Jian Yuheng, who was writing a report, became alert.
Rollback?
No, this is bang, not ding.
This is Song Ruochen dropping the fork on the ground.
bite……
Song Ruochen: “?”
Jian Yuheng: “Hmm?”
When?
[I am in airplane mode, and the wifi speed is average. 】
[Resubmitting request...]
【……】
Song Ruochen: “…”
All right.
He leaned over, picked up the fork, and wiped it diligently with a wet tissue.
Their destination was City C. It was raining heavily in City C today. When landing, the private plane began to sway from side to side.
The smooth brain was shaken to become even smoother. Song Ruochen felt dizzy and felt that the world began to spin.
Jian Yuheng fastened his seat belt and watched the secretary sitting not far from him turn paler and paler.
Finally, the plane passed through the rain clouds and landed smoothly in City C.
Song Ruochen stood up dazed and pushed his small suitcase off the plane.
Jian Yuheng was walking in front of him. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and prepared to speak: "Secretary Song, you..."
Secretary Song stumbled and crashed into Jian Yuheng with his suitcase.
Jian Yuheng (hp-1) reacted quickly and reached out to grab the person.
Fortunately, he was caught.
--when.
【Request received.】
【Start to roll back.】
Song Ruochen: “…”
Wow.
Song Ruochen and the suitcase bumped into Jian Yuheng again.
Jian Yuheng: “……?”
Still coming?!