Chapter 18 Experienced
"Yes, hahaha, it is indeed our President Jian. I left work early yesterday and was not here. What a pity..." Assistant Gong walked past the staircase while holding a stack of documents and talking on the phone.
"Hey, Second Master." Gong Huo reversed the car, "Why are you standing here?"
"Twice, twenty floors, I have stepped on every brick of this staircase..." Jian Yuheng muttered to himself.
Assistant Gong: “……?”
"It's okay." Jian Yuheng came back to his senses, "Continue with your business."
"Hahaha, yes, go on." Assistant Gong walked away while talking on the phone.
Ready go!
Jian Yuheng started climbing the stairs for the third time, and seven or eight kinds of punishment flashed through his mind at once.
It is not enough to just wipe the table. Secretary Song must also wipe the floor. Then he must be punished by standing in the corner for two hours and then sent out to deliver the documents.
He wanted to see Secretary Song gasping for breath.
The eighteenth floor, the nineteenth floor... the twentieth floor, Jian Yuheng reached the top again.
"Song! Ruo! Chen!" He pushed open the office door angrily.
A green leaf spun around and fluttered to the ground.
There is only work in the office, but no people.
He ran away. Secretary Song ran away directly this time.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
The elevator slowly stopped at the first floor, the door opened, and Secretary Song, wearing a work badge, walked out with a grin on his face.
【Both food and fun-loving. 】
The system said.
"Tong'er, I can brag for a year." Song Ruochen said proudly, "I'm running wild on the villain."
【. Then after the wave, I was too scared and too guilty to even look at myself, so I went back to the game for 25 minutes?】
"Don't send emojis in my head." Song Ruochen said, "No, it's not like that... I just suddenly wanted to try a big pullback."
【How do you feel after trying it? 】
“It feels like the days have gotten longer,” Song Ruochen said. “Life has endless possibilities.”
In the quiet office, Jian Yuheng was so speechless that he wanted to punch the air.
He walked back to his slightly messy desk and sat down calmly.
The scene came back to his mind. Just now, Song Ruochen was very close to him, his black hair brushed his earlobe lightly, and then... he sniffed his breath?
He must be a hooligan.
Forget it, it’s better to run away. The office will be quiet now.
Now he just needs to open his computer and send the evaluation report to the general...
Jian Yuheng: “…”
The report is gone.
Jian Yuheng took a deep breath, reopened the document, and his mind went blank.
I'm so angry that I really want to hang Secretary Song up and beat him.
How much free time did Song Ruochen get? How could he be so crazy and bold?
What prompted the system upgrade?
Thinking about what Song Ruochen had done recently, this opportunity couldn't be... to get his brother to move out of the earth, right?
Not quite. Further analysis is needed.
Jian Yuheng took a shift that increased the workload without increasing the pay. While slacking off, he wrote Report 2.0 and sent the report to his brother and the head office.
At 6 p.m., Jian Yuheng closed his computer and prepared to go off work.
The office door creaked open, and a young man named Jian Feng climbed in, smelling heavily of office food.
"Finally finished running..." The young master dragged his heavy steps and sat on the sofa, "I was very busy today."
Is it possible that you feel busy after you are busy all the time?
Jian Yuheng seemed to want to say something but finally stopped and closed the door.
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Song Ruochen was in high spirits and went to visit the food street in City C.
It was not until he ate at the third restaurant that he saw the message from Jian Yuheng.
[J]: The documents are not organized, the office is not cleaned, and the clients are not connected. Is Secretary Song slacking off at work?
[Song Ruochen]: On a field trip.
[J]: Which field work are you doing?
[Song Ruochen]: Isn’t the Second Young Master too controlling?
The phone vibrated and a text message popped up on the screen.
[Hello, the pheromone matching test you applied for has come out. As of 0:00 today, there are 12 people in the national database whose matching degree with you is more than 80%, 3 people whose matching degree with you is more than 90%, and 0 people whose matching degree with you is more than 95%. Subsequent data is still being updated. Please download the 'Ao~' app and chat with them. ]
Song Ruochen: “?”
Very detailed.
Matching is indeed very important.
[Of course it is important. If the compatibility is low, AO cannot be together. ]
[0% is even more impossible. ]
Song Ruochen seemed to be thinking about something.
He wasn't very interested in finding an alpha, but he had been here for so long that he seemed unable to control his grape-scented pheromones.
【Abo world is for everyone, it can soothe, shock, attract, it has many functions.】
The system rejects it.
"I'll find an opportunity to practice." Song Ruochen said.
The phone screen lit up and a new message popped out:
[J]: [Document], I have analyzed the content, you make the PPT. I will be using it in my presentation at the branch office meeting tomorrow.
[Song Ruochen]: Yeah.
[J]:
"Why is the villain so weird?" Song Ruochen asked.
【Because he is anti-corruption.】
"Branch office general meeting, let me think..." Song Ruochen reviewed the plot.
It seems that Yi Shao’s difficulties have come again.
The original author piled up a lot of sad moments in this section.
During this all-staff meeting, an omega manager from the Xiaoshi branch had a very pleasant conversation with Jian Feng, which was captured by the company's photographer and the photos were uploaded to the company's website.
Somehow, this photo became popular soon after, and netizens were full of praise, saying that they were a perfect match. They also said that Yan Ci was just a small anchor who played games and was not worthy of the elegant President Jian.
Because of his inferiority complex, Yan Ci, who had just been brought back from the mountains by Secretary Song, ran away from home again and fled to the desert.
Song Ruochen: “…”
Dates are indeed both drought-resistant and cold-resistant.
Song Ruochen started thinking.
"Let's go, Datong." Song Ruochen said, "Let's go home and make the PPT."
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The branch management had been nervous for several days and finally waited for this general meeting.
Jian Yuheng arrived at the conference room early and waited for about half an hour before he saw Song Ruochen, who was wearing a white shirt, from a distance at the entrance of the conference room.
The secretary was talking to an alpha man who looked like a photographer, and she occasionally smiled.
Jian Yuheng paused and looked away.
"Brother." Jian Yuheng raised his hand, "Sit next to me."
Jian Feng happily sat down.
"I have compiled the evaluation results," Jian Yuheng said, "and I have also prepared the PPT."
A small punishment but a big reprimand, to steal some of Secretary Song's credit and make the secretary angry to death.
"I trust your work." Jian Feng said, "Let me tell you, thank you for your hard work yesterday."
I've been a bit introverted lately, so I'd like to give a speech to cheer myself up.
Jian Feng came on stage with a USB drive and opened the PPT document——
The title is clear, the content is detailed, and each point of the current situation of the branch is analyzed in detail.
This is the background of the PPT. Why is it his wedding photo with Yan Ci?
Jian Feng: “…”
Jian Yuheng: “…………”
"Dear employees," Jian Fengshe said fearfully, "I have a few things to say about the current situation of the branch."
The ppt turned a page and a new picture popped up.
PPT producer: Jian Yuheng
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Jian Yuheng and Assistant Gong stood up, moved a few seats to the back row, and sat next to Song Ruochen.
Jian Yuheng started to glare at people.
Song Ruochen absentmindedly held the paper cup, his eyes fixed on a certain alpha photographer. He would stand over and block the camera, and the photo that was making waves on the Internet would not appear.
Five minutes later, Jian Feng stepped down, and an omega manager stood up and walked towards Yi Shao. Song Ruochen also stood up, ready to grab the camera and take a life photo.
Then Jian Feng lowered his head, waved his hands, refused to communicate, and dove deep into the staff.
An omega manager: “?”
Song Ruochen: “?”
My husband, Dazao, has been a little quiet lately.
The omega manager stood there in a daze and was photographed alone by the photographer.
【It will take 20 minutes for the coin purse to be credited to your account.】
President Jian suddenly shut himself off, and the problem was inexplicably solved. Song Ruochen was happy to have some free time, so he took the opportunity to sneak out of the meeting and took away two packs of cookies.
The crisis was resolved and he had nothing to do, so he planned to go to the office to play for a while and test his pheromones.
Song Ruochen sat cross-legged on the sofa in the office, took a deep breath, gathered his energy, exhaled, and then exhaled with force: "Wow..."
[…Output is all about shouting? ]
"It doesn't taste like grapes," Song Ruochen said. "I can't control my pheromones."
I am a failed omega.
【Focus on it? 】
Song Ruochen closed his eyes and started trying.
My heart felt warm and there was a slight scent of grapes in the air.
"I smell so good!" Song Ruochen said, "I am a sweet grape."
The smell was very faint and dissipated quickly.
"Modo Modo." Song Ruochen said, "Wow, I can be sour grapes."
Song Ruochen tried again: "This is a grape."
Song Ruochen: "This is a bunch of grapes."
The fresh fruity scent filled the entire office.
"Wow, I turned into wine." said Song Ruochen.
Jian Yuheng was going upstairs. No matter what happened today, he was going to punish Song Ruochen.
It's nothing more than a rollback system that can only go back a short period of time, and its lethality is not strong.
He has been through many storms and has gained a lot of experience.
"Song Ruochen!" The office door was pushed open, and Jian Yuheng, who came to pick a fight, stood at the door. "What's your PPT?"
Jian Yuheng: “…”
The alpha staggered two steps and accidentally inhaled a large amount of pheromones.
"Song Ruochen, you..." Jian Yuheng held the door frame.
"Is this a pheromone shock?" He heard Song Ruochen say, "I'm so awesome."
Jian Yuheng gritted his teeth: "Song Ruochen, this is a joke..."
ding dong.
The grape smell disappeared, Jian Yuheng sat back in the conference room, stunned for a long time. This time, he was caught by Jian Feng who came over.
"Brother." Jian Feng held onto Jian Yuheng tightly this time, "Brother wants to stay in the desert for two days."
Jian Yuheng: “……:)”