Chapter 24 Who's Working
"Are you back from the desert, Second Young Master?" Third Young Master Jia was surprised. "Assistant Gong, bring Second Young Master some more water."
Jian Yuheng, who had just finished drinking, said: "..."
"Young Master is actually willing to drink water." Assistant Gong was relieved.
Jian Yuheng (the more hydrated version) more or less feels like swearing.
The culprit sat beside him elegantly and dignifiedly, asking Meng Yumian about his well-being.
"Master Meng, I have customized a weekend itinerary for you," Song Ruochen said. "The itinerary is themed around green health and vitality."
"I feel very... more at ease with Secretary Song in charge." Meng Yumian smiled and opened the itinerary.
On Saturday, the barbell is raised in the morning, the dumbbell is raised in the afternoon, and the kettlebell is raised in the evening.
Meng Yumian: “…”
Song Ruochen thought it was quite reasonable and that this set of ideas could also be used with a wheelchair.
Song Ruochen said in a salesman's tone: "After practicing it thoroughly, you will definitely be healthy both physically and mentally."
I will no longer fall down due to illness from time to time and need Jian Yi to take care of me.
Jian Yuheng glanced at Meng Yumian.
Yes, yes, after practicing this set, I have no trouble breathing. I really don’t need to worry about health problems anymore.
What unknown beta, just a new bummer.
However——
Is Song Ruochen's mission to be a matchmaker? Why is he taking care of his brother's childhood sweetheart again?
Isn't the mission of this grape really to randomly select someone and send him out of the earth with one click?
"The next lot," the host said, "is a painting."
The assistant opened the curtain, revealing Meng Yumian's recently completed masterpiece, and immediately, there was a burst of applause from the audience.
"Such extreme colors." Jia Sanshao exclaimed, "Such rich emotions, and the use of red and black is so sophisticated."
"Mr. Meng." He turned his head. "Does this painting have a name?"
Song Ruochen: "Impotent Rage."
Jian Yuheng: “?”
ding dong.
"Does this painting have a name?" asked Jia Sanshao.
"Pure White." Song Ruochen said.
"What a good name, and what a good idea." Jia Sanshao's eyes lit up, "The whole screen is filled with heavy ink and color, except for the absence of white, which expresses the author's criticism of society and his dissatisfaction with life."
Meng Yumian: “.”
QAQ My brain just went blank from being scolded when I was drawing.
"I'll pay 200,000 yuan." Young Master Jia held up his sign, "My new office is just in need of a decorative painting."
Jian Yuheng seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.
"Second Young Master, be honest and don't compete with me." said Third Young Master Jia.
At the end of the auction, the painting was sold at a high price of 400,000 yuan. Meng Yumian was so excited that even his breathing was trembling.
"Secretary Song, I can also paint works that are rich in emotion. I finally have more painting skills than just soul," said Meng Yumian.
"That's great." Song Ruochen said, "Next time you're short of anger, just call that number, tell me my name, and then ask him if he's short of paper money."
"Okay!" Meng Yumian said, "I will play with you often."
The wheelchair was pushed to the door again.
This time Song Ruochen planned to be self-reliant. He was just confused and thought that there was no need to push the person and the wheelchair together. He could carry Xiao Meng over first and then move the wheelchair over.
"Young Master Meng," Song Ruochen said, "Come, I'll carry you."
Meng Yumian: “?!”
The memory of being forced to plow the fields at the airport last time was still fresh in Meng Yumian's mind. She shook her head decisively, grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair and stood up with difficulty.
"I... can just take a few steps." Meng Yumian said in a panic, "I can do it myself."
"Oh my god, this system." Song Ruochen said, "I took care of him and he was able to stand up."
【Dr. Song’s miraculous healing skills brought the patient back to health.】
【Dr. Song is entitled to be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.】
Jian Yuheng exchanged a few pleasantries with him, then suddenly remembered that Song Ruochen needed help, so he turned back in a hurry.
This time, he saw a medical miracle.
Jian Yuheng: “Pfft.”
A new loser has appeared, and his brother should be able to rest and recuperate for a while.
"Second Young Master." Assistant Gong looked at the direction where Song Ruochen left. "Recently, Secretary Song has done a great job on the writing tasks I assigned to him. I took a quick look at what he submitted, and it was written with quite...leadership style."
Jian Yuheng: “?”
It doesn't matter. He is too lazy to check the homework. The stupid secretary can just write it casually. He doesn't care if it is a prose poem. He has already spent several nights smoothly.
"Retreat." Jian Yuheng said, "Go back and rest."
-
Song Ruochen always feels that time on weekends goes at twice the speed.
Otherwise, how come he has to go to work again in the blink of an eye?
He woke up ten minutes late and figured he would be late, so he decided to be late as much as possible.
When I woke up again, there was a new message on my phone screen——
[Yan Ci]: *0.0*
[Yan Ci]: The temperature has dropped, little grape, remember to wear a scarf.
[Song Ruochen]: 0.oCall me Secretary Song.
[Song Ruochen]: Has anyone bullied Madam recently?
[Yan Ci]: No, but a strange thing happened.
[Song Ruochen]: Tell me about it.
[Yan Ci]: My brother came to see me early in the morning with a basket of apples and told me that he would not bother me anymore and asked me to let him go.
[Song Ruochen]: Wow.
This plot is not in the original book.
[Yan Ci]: 0.0* But I didn’t do anything, how could I let him go? He said that in the past few days, every late night, someone would call him repeatedly, with a voice full of resentment, struggle, pain, and anxiety, asking him if he wanted paper money, and also asking him why he was not angry anymore.
Song Ruochen: “…”
My childhood sweetheart has been feeling very creative lately.
[Yan Ci]: Never mind him. I have a clear conscience.
[Yan Ci]: But now that he doesn’t bother me, my game winning rate has improved!
[Song Ruochen]: Yeah, yeah.
Song Ruochen dressed warmly and went to work.
It was just past lunch time and Jian Feng was looking at documents in the office.
"Secretary Song," Jian Feng said, "I would like to invite the president of Hao Chi to come to City A for a small gathering next week. Please help me send a business invitation letter."
"Okay, Mr. Jian." Song Ruochen said calmly.
"By the way." Jian Feng asked, "How is Meng Yumian?"
Song Ruochen: "Walking upright."
Jian Feng: “?”
Song Ruochen returned to his workstation, opened the app with an expressionless face, and found the dialogue box of "Leader".
[Corporate Animal]: Stepfather.
[Corporate Animals]: Help.
[Leader]: …………
[Leader]: What happened?
[Corporate Animal]: Do you have a template for a business invitation letter?
[Leader]: None.
[Social Animal]: So can you? Godfather.
[Leader]: ...Wait, I’ll give you something useful.
Gong Huo walked into Jian Yuheng's office with a cup of coffee in his hand. Jian Yuheng was typing away, and he placed the cup of coffee on the table.
"Hey, Second Young Master." Assistant Gong said, "I can handle such a small matter as the business invitation letter. Why do you have to do it yourself?"
"No need." Jian Yuheng said, "I'm just writing a framework for fun. I don't need your help."
Jian Yuheng sent the freshly prepared template to his newly adopted son.
"Have you found any trouble for Secretary Song today?" Jian Yuheng asked.
"It's too late." Assistant Gong said, "I'll ask him to write it."
In the office, Song Ruochen used the template he received, added some key information, and sent it to the president's office of Hao Chi. Just after he finished solving the problem, he received a message from Secretary Gong.
[Gong Huo]: Secretary Song, please write an outstanding employee speech tonight.
[Song Ruochen]: 0.o What? Excellent employees should be punished?
[Gong Huo]: This is an honor!
[Song Ruochen]: Okay, I’ll write it in the evening.
Song Ruochen passed the request to Dazao.
[Song Ruochen]: Will your wife write a letter of appreciation for outstanding employees? 0.0.
[Yan Ci]: I can’t.
[Yan Ci]: Don’t worry, I’ll ask Jian Feng to write a template for your reference~
[Song Ruochen]: Great!
[You look like some kind of job agent. ]
The system said.
"There's no other way." Song Ruochen said, "I'm too busy to handle it. I can only outsource a little bit."
-
After get off work in the evening, Jian Yuheng drove to University A.
According to regulations, AO should complete the national abo knowledge test before officially obtaining a marriage certificate. He has been studying abroad for a long time and has not had time to complete this test.
Look, his mother urged him to finish it quickly.
"There are 100 questions in total." In the exam room, the teacher said, "Answer the questions on the computer. Enter your admission ticket number and 100 questions will be randomly selected from the question bank. You will pass if you score 90 points or above."
"Teacher." Someone raised his hand, "How many questions are there in the question bank?"
"There are 1,000," the teacher said. "Don't worry, you won't have the chance to see all the questions. Just answer them patiently based on your own understanding."
Just 100 questions were not too easy for Jian Yuheng, who had just returned from studying abroad.
He clicked on the options, and ten minutes later, the test results popped up -
100 points, congratulations on passing...
ding dong.
"The exam begins," the teacher said. "Please enter your admission ticket number and start drawing questions."
Because it took him two seconds to calm down, Jian Yuheng drew a different question bank from the first time.
It's an exam, it's a serious matter, I have to write it, if I fail my mom will nag me to death.
Jian Yuheng answered the questions seriously and got full marks again.
ding dong.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Nine times, nine times in total, the European Emperor Jian Yuheng, who did not get any repeated questions, finished taking all 900 questions in the question bank.
ding dong.
Jian Yuheng: “:)”
【Subject: What would you do if your omega makes you angry? 】
A. Comfort her
B. Tell each other your true feelings
C. Three days of cold war
D.Hang up and beat
Jian Yuheng ordered D.
[2 points will be deducted for each wrong answer]
Jian Yuheng: “：D”
The perfect Jian Yuheng walked out of the examination room holding an imperfect test paper with a score of 98.
"Assistant Gong," Jian Yuheng called, "Tomorrow I want to check Secretary Song's work...files during this period."
"No problem, Second Master." Assistant Gong said, "We have collected them all and they are all on your desk."
The next morning, Jian Yuheng walked into the office and opened a letter of appreciation from outstanding employees.
Well, it's well written. It seems that he has thought carefully about it, and it has a strong sense of leadership, which is not surprising.
Was Song Ruochen free last night? He went back ten times!
You are so capable of working, and you still want to rest after you finish the work? It's still not tiring enough.
This idiot is quite capable.
Jian Yuheng smiled helplessly and opened another invitation letter.
"This should be a job assigned by the young master." Assistant Gong said, "I brought it along as well."
"Are all office workers busy writing business invitation letters these days?" Jian Yuheng smiled and opened the document.
"?" Jian Yuheng closed the document and smiled.
Something is wrong, it looks familiar, is it because I opened it in the wrong way?
Jian Yuheng opened the invitation letter again——
Social animal: “…”