Chapter 23 Secretary Song's Behavior
Jian Yuheng signed his name in a sloppy and abstract manner and returned the document to Song Ruochen.
Song Ruochen: “?”
You signed so quickly, don’t you like your own name?
"Let's go, Assistant Gong." Jian Yuheng divided the file box on the table into two parts.
"Here I come." Assistant Gong said.
AB and O walked out of the office.
Song Ruochen fell behind by a step and was given a sidelong glance by Jian Yuheng.
"Second Young Master, let me get one for you." Song Ruochen offered to help.
"Take it from the top." Jian Yuheng, who was holding a pile of file boxes, said, "Take it from the middle. Do you want to play 'pulling blocks' with me?"
He squatted down a little and let Song Ruochen take away a file box.
"Second Young Master, I'll press the elevator button for you." Song Ruochen said.
The elevator stopped at the first floor and the door opened.
"Second Young Master, I'll take you to put the documents." Song Ruochen said again.
When you have done a job, speak out loudly; don't just do it in silence.
"Second Master." Song Ruochen said, "I'll stand and watch you put the documents away."
Jian Yuheng: “…”
As evening approached, the warm light of the setting sun shone through the glass windows, illuminating the secretary's delicate profile.
"There's one more." Song Ruochen shook the file box in his hand.
"Put it there." Jian Yuheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and pointed to the top shelf of the filing cabinet.
Song Ruochen: "? Why don't you let me put it on the moon?"
ding dong.
"Okay, Second Young Master." Secretary Song said respectfully and coldly.
He walked to the filing cabinet and stood on tiptoe. A corner of his white shirt lifted up as he moved. In the warm sunset, a slender, snow-white waist was faintly visible. Because he was standing on tiptoe, the smooth waistline was slightly stretched, making him look even thinner.
Jian Yuheng paused and was about to step forward.
Song Ruochen dunked the file box into the cabinet while dribbling the ball.
"It's all right, Second Young Master." Song Ruochen said, "I'll go back to the office first."
Song Ruochen slipped away.
"Second Young Master, let's go back too." Assistant Gong said.
Two seconds later, Assistant Gong asked: "Second Young Master?"
"Yeah." Jian Yuheng responded.
"Find some writing work for Secretary Song," Jian Yuheng said, "assign it every night and let him do it."
"Okay." Assistant Gong always carried out his boss's request unconditionally. "Do you need us to inspect the work?"
Jian Yuheng: “No need.”
Just get through the night, and make some noise during the day.
I don't want to experience one-click undressing again. :D
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Song Ruochen returned to Jian Yi's office at a speed of 0.2m/s.
Jian Yi finished his call and disappeared. There was a crackling sound of game effects in the office. Yan Ci was sitting in the CEO's office and doing a live broadcast.
"Secretary Song, you're finally here." Yan Ci was distracted.
"Hello, Madam." Song Ruochen said.
"I came here at two o'clock and bought some snacks in the middle." Yan Ci said, "Secretary Song, I'll wait for you to get off work."
Song Ruochen: "Ah? You should have told me earlier. I just got to work."
Since he had nothing to do at the moment, he moved a chair and sat next to Yan Ci, watching people play games and eating the snacks that Yan Ci bought.
"This chestnut crisp is super delicious." said Yan Ci.
Yan Ci turned to the screen and said, "If there is no anchor as good as you, it would be best to avoid this place."
After a row of "OK"s flashed across the barrage, something unfriendly came.
[So scared? The anchor I was following had to fight his way through.]
[Hahaha, you are talking about Qingping, she is really amazing.]
[Waste anchor, Qingping is broadcasting an adventure game this week, and you are also plagiarizing the live broadcast style.]
"The anchor is a human being, and so are you." Off-camera, Song Ruochen said, "You plagiarized the anchor's reincarnation style, so hurry up and reincarnate as a pig."
[……]
[…………]
Yan Ci almost laughed. He wiped his eyes and said, "Everyone, please stop arguing. It's the host's fault. He should create a new type of game before broadcasting it."
[CiCi, don't cry!]
[That's wrong. Don't engage in vicious competition in the same track. Anyone can play the game anywhere.]
[I feel sorry for Xiao Ci.]
[He really thinks he is a big shot. How shameless.]
The audience in the live broadcast room chased the black fans and hurled a barrage of criticism, drowning out their comments.
[Xiaoci's friend has a nice voice, would you like to show your face?]
"I've just finished this level, so I'll stop here for today." Yan Ci said, "I'll continue to show you tomorrow."
Yan Ci turned off the live broadcast and turned to Song Ruochen: "Little Grape, eat quickly, I bought you new clothes."
A few minutes later, Song Ruochen stared at herself in the mirror and said, "Madam, are you sure this looks good?"
The hat has two pointy ears and the scarf has paw prints on it, so they still look like a set.
"It looks great!" Yan Ci was delighted. "The winter in City A is really cold."
"Okay, Madam, don't worry." Song Ruochen said, "When the temperature drops, I will weld the hat on."
"By the way, ma'am." Song Ruochen suddenly remembered something, "Do you know how to write a monthly work experience?"
His work experience is -
Useless work.
Some work is just wasted if it is delayed.
Party A are all grandsons.
"Work experience?" Yan Ci said, "I don't want to work, I want to travel."
"Little Grape, don't panic." Yan Ci said, "I'll ask my husband tonight. He will definitely know how to do it. I'll ask him to write a template for you to refer to."
Song Ruochen: "Good."
Today's work ended here, and Song Ruochen went home from get off work dragging his suitcase full of new clothes.
【It will take 30 minutes for the coin purse to arrive in your account! 】
[Help Meng Yumian find the source of inspiration in time, so that the idle protagonist can accompany the protagonist today. 】
As soon as Song Ruochen got out of the elevator, he heard the system prompt.
"Thank you for the affirmation, teacher." Song Ruochen expressed his gratitude, "I will take good care of Meng Yumian in the future!"
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Two days later on the weekend, there was a painting auction in City A, and Song Ruochen took a taxi to pick up Meng Yumian.
"Young Master Meng." Song Ruochen came in carrying a lot of bags, "I brought you some daily necessities."
"It's very timely. Thank you, Secretary Song." A smile appeared on Meng Yumian's face.
He had just arrived in City A and was indeed in need of some toiletries, spare clothes, and fruit snacks. Secretary Song was very considerate.
"I do lack some necessities of life," said Meng Yumian.
Song Ruochen opened the bag and took out a game console, five game cartridges, and a small figurine.
Meng Yumian: “…”
forehead.
"With these, your life in City A will get better and better," said Song Ruochen.
He glanced at the time and began to urge: "Let's go, Master Meng, the auction is about to start, and the taxi I called has arrived."
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A luxury car stopped in front of the auction venue. Gong Huo opened the door and Jian Yuheng and his friends got out of the car.
"Boss, this is Mr. Jia San Shao." Assistant Gong said, "I'll take you to your seats."
"I want to find a painting," Jia San said, "a painting that is full of emotion and inspiration rather than craftsmanship. Jian Er, what about you?"
"I think..." Jian Yuheng just opened his mouth and his eyes drifted to the other side.
That is——
Song Ruochen?
The temperature dropped today, so the secretary dressed warmly. Song Ruochen put on a long light blue sweater, with his sleeves covering the back of his hands, leaving only his fingertips exposed and resting on the edge of the wheelchair.
Jian Yuheng's eyes swept over and stopped on the person in the wheelchair.
Where did this beta come from?
He heard Song Ruochen introducing the auction house to someone earnestly: "A City Auction House is located in the center of A City. There are several large shopping malls in the city center, and the parking lot is very large. The parking fee in the city center is very expensive. You can buy a small cake for each hour of parking fee. Do you know which small cake in the city center is the best?"
Meng Yumian: “@.@”
Jian Yuheng: “…”
This is prose.
However, what is Song Ruochen doing?
Isn’t there enough work left for the weekend? You even come out to take care of a beta of unknown origin. Are you taking good care of it?
Jian Yuheng squeezed out the mineral water and took a sip.
There is a threshold at the door of the auction house, which makes it difficult for a wheelchair to pass through, but Song Ruochen believes that great force can create miracles.
"Secretary Song, will anyone really buy my paintings?" Meng Yumian asked.
Song Ruochen remembered that the book was not sold in the original book. Jian Feng, who accompanied Meng Yumian, bought it as a friendship and left a misunderstanding point for Dazao.
"It's marketable." Song Ruochen said, "Master Meng's creation this time is very high quality."
He pushed hard, and his hand lightened as the wheelchair passed the threshold.
It was Meng Yumian who was thrown out.
Jian Er: “…”
Jia San: “…”
Song Ruochen: “.”
Jian Yuheng grinned.
ding dong.
The moment Jian Yuheng was pulled back to drink water, the water in the mineral water bottle poured out. Jian Yuheng, who had just reacted but had no time to open his mouth, reacted quickly, and pulled his hand back suddenly, and half of the bottle of water splashed on Jia San's head.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Oops, this is Secretary Song's behavior.
Third Master Jia was stunned. He was stunned for five seconds and asked, "Second Master, aren't you going to apologize to me?"
"It's okay, it's just a small matter, don't worry about it." Jian Yuheng said generously, "You will forget about it later."
Jia San was dumbfounded, because every word this man said was his lines.
Sure enough, a few seconds later, there was another ding-dong sound, and this time Jian Yuheng grabbed the mineral water bottle steadily.
Young Master Meng suffered a setback, but Song Ruochen learned his lesson. This time he did not push hard, but turned back to look for help.
Coincidentally, he saw Jian Yuheng at first sight.
"Second Young Master." Song Ruochen began his off-court request for help, "This is Young Master Meng Yumian, Mr. Jian's childhood playmate, and also Mr. Jian's foster brother."
"Oh?" Jian Yuheng's eyes became a little distracted.
"You are Mr. Jian's younger brother, and this one is also his younger brother. You are all younger brothers." Song Ruochen persuaded him with emotion and reason, "Can you help push your younger brother?"
Jian Yuheng: “…”
I want to teach Omega a lesson again.
"Yeah." Jian Yuheng took the wheelchair, and the alpha used his arms to push the wheelchair over the threshold easily.
Once you help me, you are not allowed to go back.
I don't want to do juggling anymore. :D
Jian Yuheng pushed him to the seat, sat down next to Song Ruochen, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle with peace of mind, and took a sip -
The next second, the necklace around her neck was gently hooked.
"Hawthorn, your necklace is so pretty." Song Ruochen exclaimed, "You are indeed a top-notch beauty. You look pretty even without your work clothes, and you don't look that fierce."
Jian Yuheng angrily scolded: "You..."
ding dong.
Drink water moment.
Jian Yuheng: “Gulp gulp gulp gulp…”