Chapter 2 What are pheromones?
The meeting was suspended, and the employees who supported the protagonist of the original book began to whisper to each other——
"As expected of Secretary Song, he showed off his power right away."
"Secretary Song played the Second Young Master around without even opening his mouth."
"If you want to provoke President Jian, you have to step over the dead body of our Secretary Song first, humph."
Song Ruochen: “…”
Do I agree with you to go over there?
Also, aren't you guys talking too loudly? Could this be a whisper? This is a loud conspiracy.
Jian Yuheng finally put away his scattered gaze and looked carefully at the person in front of him. Song Ruochen did not answer his question, but just lowered his eyelashes indifferently, as if he did not take him seriously at all.
You provoke me right from the start, and you're not even afraid. Are you so powerful?
Such a beautiful face, and a white-cut black, isn't it more interesting to deal with him than your usual opponents?
Song Ruochen's inner voice was screaming loudly.
"He's glaring at me. Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up." Song Ruochen said, "Go back, go back."
【The ultimate skill is cooling down. 】
【Refresh at zero o'clock.】
Song Ruochen: “…”
[Why don't you just be honest and ask for forgiveness? 】
Without any regret medicine, Song Ruochen could only raise his head tremblingly.
"I'm sorry, Second Master," he said, "I didn't mean to offend you. This is a misunderstanding."
Although this misunderstanding did not give you any face at all.
"It's just a misunderstanding." Jian Yuheng turned to look at Jian Feng, "No matter how different our opinions are, we are all considering the Xiaoshi Group. We should not damage the relationship. What do you think?"
"Yes." Jian Feng, the protagonist of the original book, said, "That's right. It's all for the good of the company."
"How about this," Jian Yuheng said, "Imagination is useless. Your team and I will each come up with a plan, and then we'll have a meeting to compare the feasibility of each one. What do you think?"
"Okay." Jian Feng said.
Jian Yuheng moved his fingers, and his assistant handed him a pen. He simply wrote a schedule on an A4 paper and handed it to Jian Feng.
Jian Feng's fingers moved, and after half a minute, he didn't wait for the pen. He glanced at Secretary Song who was on standby, took Jian Yuheng's pen, marked a few lines on the paper, and wrote something.
"Let's call all the leadership and hold another meeting at this time next week," Jian Yuheng said.
This meeting was like taking an exam beyond the syllabus. You didn't know the answers to any of the questions, but you had to sit through it until the exam was over. After finally getting through the meeting, Song Ruochen ran away, packed a few snacks from the cafeteria, and took them back to his small office to relieve his hunger.
“The snacks in this ABO world are quite delicious.” Song Ruochen chewed.
Yes, I am wearing ABO and I am an omega, so I must have pheromones, right?
"System, what do I smell like?" Song Ruochen turned over his wrist and smelled it.
【I don’t have a nose.】
Song Ruochen: “.”
[There is a faint pheromone smell on the glands behind the neck, try it? ]
"Try or die?" Song Ruochen asked, "They said it's behind the neck, can you smell it if you remove the head?"
【……】
Bang! A knife fell on the table.
"Shut up?" Song Ruochen asked.
[…Blood also has a taste! ]
Because he was very curious about pheromones, Song Ruochen took a knife and gently cut his finger.
Ding ding ding! The intercom in the secretary's office is ringing.
"Mr. Jian, is there something wrong?" he asked.
"Secretary Song," the other party said, "We are ready to go to the dinner tonight."
Song Ruochen refused: "I won't..."
[Secretary Song attended a dinner and received a bonus of 10,000 yuan.]
"I'm not sleepy anymore, you said that." Song Ruochen said, "I'll be there soon."
He took a tissue, wiped his fingertips casually, pushed the door open and rushed into the elevator.
His face and figure were reflected in the elevator mirror, and they looked exactly the same as he did.
As for the extra attribute of omega, he didn't feel it had any impact for the time being.
It was just a book, and it was not a problem in front of the strong-willed male college student. As long as the protagonist and the bottom got along well and didn't quarrel, he would not fall down to shield the protagonist who was kidnapped by cannon fodder.
As long as he keeps a low profile, Jian Yuheng won't target him.
Just some minor difficulties, nothing insurmountable.
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Parking lot downstairs of Xiaoshi Group.
"Jian Yuheng and I are in the same car?"
"I drive?"
Song Ruochen was petrified.
"Assistant Gong has something to do tonight and can't attend the dinner." In the phone, the protagonist of the original book, Jian Feng, said, "I'll drive Yan Ci there first, you drive my brother."
Jian Feng: “Any questions?”
Jian Feng: "Secretary Song, my brother just has his own ideas. He is not unfriendly to me. He was parachuted into Xiao Shi and can be considered your superior."
"I'll give you another 2,000." Jian Feng said, "That's it. I'm going to meet a friend."
"Let's go, Secretary Song." The co-pilot's car window rolled down, revealing Jian Yuheng's face. "Drive slowly. I'm going to take a nap."
Jian Yuheng: "Or do you really have some prejudice against me?"
"Actually..." Song Ruochen said, "We can also take a taxi."
"Open." Jian Yuheng said.
The evening breeze blew the omega's hair on his forehead. Song Ruochen lowered his head slightly, and his white shirt blown by the wind made him look even thinner. He pursed his lips slightly, then opened the car door without saying a word and sat in the driver's seat.
Jian Yuheng's lips curled up slightly. He thought he had no bad taste in forcing others, but he had to admit that the look of the arrogant Secretary Song with his brows slightly frowned at this moment was really pleasing to the eye.
The omega's slender white fingertips grabbed the black seat belt and buckled it in front of himself.
As a temporary revenge for being humiliated at the afternoon meeting, Jian Yuheng turned down the air conditioner temperature.
"Open," he said. "I'll close my eyes for a while."
Song Ruochen: “…”
First, he got his driver's license when he was 18 years old, and he didn't drive a car for a year after that.
Second, the cars in this ABO world seemed to look different from the ones he learned.
Third, when it comes to driving, he is more suited to doing it in documents.
fourth……
Forget it, just open it.
He honked the horn (suspected), changed gears (suspected), and stepped on the accelerator (suspected).
Jian Yuheng's seat fell to the back seat with a click, and he lay flat on his back. The car then drove out in reverse.
Jian Yuheng: “?”
Song Ruochen: “…”
Alpha reacted very quickly. Within just a few seconds, Jian Yuheng unbuckled his seat belt, sat up straight, and took a picture of the emergency automatic brake.
"Second Master Jian, are you okay?" Song Ruochen asked politely.
Jian Yuheng: “Not dead.”
"I just want to close my eyes for a while." Jian Yuheng said, "Not close my eyes."
"Go down." Jian Yuheng said, "I'll drive."
This secretary, who looks cold but has a hot temper, was attacked just because he was a driver for him.
Song Ruochen got into the passenger seat with a sorry look on his face.
"Coin purse." He asked the system in his mind, "Can I only use the rollback function once a day?"
[Neither is it.]
[My Lord, if you work hard, I can also upgrade. ]
"For example?" Song Ruochen asked.
【Xiaoshi Group's turnover increased by 10 percentage points. 】
Song Ruochen: "Hope your son will become a dragon?"
【. 】
[…It is also possible for the relationship between the protagonist and the shou in the original book to increase! ]
"Song Ruochen." Jian Yuheng suddenly spoke.
"Hmm?" Song Ruochen exited the chat with the system.
"Did you cut your hand?" Jian Yuheng asked.
"Is it considered work-related injury?" Song Ruochen was delighted. "Is there any nutrition allowance?"
Jian Yuheng was silent for two seconds: "...No."
Song Ruochen: "Oh, it's not broken."
Then ask about yarn.
As he spoke, he lowered his head and scanned the knife wound on his fingertips, which had already formed blood scabs. He sniffed it quietly, and the smell was very faint, and he couldn't tell what it was.
The car stopped near the hotel. Before getting out of the car, Song Ruochen saw the protagonist of the original book standing on the side of the road through the car window.
Yan Ci was wearing an expensive coat, standing in the wind, shivering.
"Madam." Secretary Song came online, "Why don't you go in?"
Yan Ci pursed his lips and shook his head embarrassedly.
Song Ruochen remembered that in the original book, their marriage was an accident. Their backgrounds were very different. In front of the protagonist's upper-class friends, Yan Ci would always feel inferior and sensitive. He felt that he was not worthy of the protagonist and was self-deprecating.
Faced with a group of suitors of the protagonist of the original book, Yan Ci was even more at a loss.
"It's cold outside." Song Ruochen said, "I'll take my wife inside."
Jian Yuheng parked the car and turned around to see Secretary Song pushing his sister-in-law towards the banquet hall.
There was a little red on the steering wheel of the car, probably from Secretary Song's scratched fingertips. There was also a little red on his fingertips, so he took a tissue and wiped it.
Ding-dong, like the sound of coins falling to the ground.
Jian Yuheng didn't see the coin, he locked the car and closed the door.
In the banquet hall, the sensitive and inferior protagonist is losing his defense.
"They said I was not worthy of him." Yan Ci's eyes turned red, "They said I was not worthy of marrying him."
I don't know why, but Secretary Song these past two days made him want to confide in someone.
Secretary Song had been eyeing the small cake. Upon hearing this, he took out a piece of paper from his bag and stuffed it into Yan Ci's hand.
"I'm going to have a bite of cake," he said. "If anyone says anything bad about you, give him some."
Yan Ci: “?”
What is this?
"A copy of your marriage certificate." Song Ruochen said, "Trust me, Du Wei will only be defeated by his real sister-in-law."
The banquet offered free food and drinks and money, so Song Ruochen found a plate and picked out small cakes one by one.
When Jian Yuheng came over, he saw Secretary Song standing next to the sofa where Yan Ci was, and being approached by an alpha man.
"Secretary Song." The alpha male asked in a forced bubble voice, "Would you like a drink?"
The man was a partner of Xiaoshi Group. He had met Secretary Song several times, but this was the first time he had the desire to strike up a conversation with her.
"Secretary Song is an omega, what are pheromones?" the alpha man asked, "Are you planning to get married?"
Song Ruochen was eating a cupcake and was annoyed by being interrupted.
Hearing this, he said without thinking: "Formaldehyde."
Alpha male: “…”
Yan Ci: “…”
Jian Yuheng: “…”
The corner of Jian Yuheng's mouth twitched slightly.
It's obviously grapes.