Chapter 3 The big move is ready
The alpha man who came over to chat her took a big step back.
"Well, never mind." He said regretfully.
"Yes." Song Ruochen insisted, "It's very troublesome to open the window for ventilation every day."
Yan Ci: “…”
In the past, when Secretary Song accompanied him to various occasions, she was often approached by others because of her delicate face.
However, Secretary Song usually just replied coldly, "I'm working," and there was no other reaction.
He looked over there and was stunned.
"What's wrong?" Song Ruochen, who had just killed a cherry cake monster, turned around.
Yan Ci shook his head slightly, seeming a little embarrassed: "Secretary Song hasn't laughed like this for a long time."
Song Ruochen: “?”
My word?
The main character is amazing? You got all the classic lines?
"This... cherry cake is just average." Yan Ci said in a low voice, "The lemon cake over there is even better. Secretary Song, do you want to go get it?"
This melodramatic article is not interesting, but the snacks in the book are so fragrant that they make me dizzy.
Song Ruochen was about to say "OK" when he heard Jian Yuheng's slightly playful voice from behind.
"Secretary Song is paid 12,000 yuan a night, and now he's going to eat cake?" Jian Yuheng asked.
Song Ruochen said seriously: "I am just fulfilling my duties as a secretary."
"What responsibilities?" Jian Yuheng asked.
Song Ruochen smiled calmly: "Help Madam test the poison."
"Let's help Madam try these cruel little cakes." Song Ruochen was grabbed by the wrist by Yan Ci and pulled towards the cake. He did not forget to turn around and throw a sentence to Jian Yuheng, "Counter-... Second Young Master, you can move freely."
Jian Yuheng: “…”
This dinner was a social gathering for the upper class. Jian Yuheng hadn't been home for a long time, and many people came to socialize with him. After he greeted a few people, he ran into his brother Jian Feng who was talking to someone.
"You're here?" Jian Feng greeted, "How's Secretary Song driving?"
"The push-back feeling is very strong," Jian Yuheng said, "like walking on a mountain."
Jian Feng: “?”
Jian Feng didn't understand, and just said, "I've come here to apologize to you, Secretary Song. What happened in the afternoon meeting is over now."
Jian Yuheng sneered softly.
There was no apology, but he did perform a reverse drift, and he almost wrote stubbornness and provocation in those cold and indifferent eyes.
Such a calm and intelligent person, but his pheromones taste sweet.
However, in the final analysis, he is just a cold and stubborn tool secretary.
After all, I haven't offended him much, so it's okay to just let it go.
"Where did Secretary Song go?" Jian Feng asked.
Jian Yuheng raised his chin towards the self-service food pick-up area and said, "I'm accompanying my sister-in-law."
Jian Yuheng's cell phone screen lit up. It was a call from his assistant, so he went to the side and answered it.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Boss," Gong Huo said, "I checked the company's intranet and found something very interesting."
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The dining area of the dinner party was freed from the [Villain's Gaze] debuff, and Song Ruochen felt relieved.
Yan Ci was indeed the unlucky protagonist in the melodramatic novel. While he was enjoying his snacks, he had already received three groups of people who came to provoke him.
"Is this the lucky anchor who was drugged and had a one-night stand with President Jian?" Someone said, "You're just average looking. President Jian will soon abandon you when he's had enough fun with you."
"We have proof." Song Ruochen handed out a copy of the marriage certificate, "We will never leave each other."
The other party: "..."
Not long after, someone else came.
"What's going on with this dinner? Can even the little anchor come in? Do you have an invitation?"
"Hello..." Yan Ci nervously handed over a copy, "Come to my husband's dinner party, no invitation required."
The other party: "..."
There are really a lot of people who are used as tools for abuse in melodramatic novels. Song Ruochen is so tired of receiving people that he doesn't even want to give people a chance to speak. He just issues marriage certificates to everyone he sees.
Yan Ci went from being stunned to being calm and composed. He found a rare sense of security in a banquet environment where there were wolves everywhere. He even opened his phone and played two games.
This reminded Song Ruochen of the plot. In the original book, the host was a game anchor who also served as a commentator for competitive games. Due to frequent emotional setbacks and the mischief of the people around him, his career was not going smoothly.
It seems that all the abuse in the early part of this book is directed at Yan Ci.
Another pair of footsteps approached. Song Ruochen, without even raising his head, used the copy as a talisman and slapped it on the other person's... lower abdomen?
Song Ruochen looked up blankly and saw Jian Yuheng looking down at him.
Through a thin piece of paper and a layer of shirt fabric, his fingertips seemed to touch the outline of the muscular body on the other's lower abdomen.
Hard, Song Ruochen thought.
Jian Yuheng grabbed his wrist and pulled it down from his lower abdomen: "Secretary Song, come with me."
Song Ruochen stood up blankly and followed.
I don’t know if it’s because the alpha is too strong or because his skin is thin, but a layer of light red marks appeared on his wrist where he was just grabbed.
Yan Ci raised his head and looked over. Jian Yuheng was much taller, and the figure in the white shirt looked even thinner and frailer.
In the corridor, far away from the noisy voices in the banquet hall, Song Ruochen stopped vigilantly.
"What do you want to say, Young Master?" he asked. "Just say it here."
He leaned against the wall, feeling insecure because of the huge size difference between him and AO.
"Are you scared?" Jian Yuheng asked.
Song Ruochen didn't say anything, his eyelashes drooped, his eyes lightly floating on the ground.
"Help me, help me, help me." Song Ruochen roared in his heart, "Isn't it just that I didn't let him drive? Is it that serious?"
【. 】
"Take a look at this?" Jian Yuheng turned on the screen of his mobile phone and handed a document to Song Ruochen.
What?
Song Ruochen opened his eyes wide and read it out.
"An analysis report on Jian Yuheng's sudden arrival at Xiao Shi? Jian Yuheng... is ambitious, unruly, and violent... There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and this may be detrimental to the company."
Whoever wrote this, is so good at cursing.
That was why every time he recited a word, the temperature around him seemed to drop a little, as if something invisible was pressing on him, making his legs go weak.
"Song Ruochen, shut up."
The other party's voice rang in his ears, and the alpha's fingers stopped at the side of his cheek. With a little strength, he pinched it so that he tilted his head back slightly, and just in time to see the signature at the end of the document.
Evaluator: Song Ruochen
Song Ruochen: "..." Big grass.
Secretary Song is a man of few virtues. He has no one to respond to the letter of challenge, and he, a 19-year-old college student, has to bear the villain's wrath here.
His cheek was pinched and it hurt a little, and the height difference forced him to look up and meet the other person's sharp gaze.
"Secretary Song," Jian Yuheng asked, "are you happy to be scolded?"
"I was parachuted into the company and am on the same level as Jian Feng. I am not your boss, but I am still your boss." Jian Yuheng said, "You insulted and assassinated your boss today. Isn't it reasonable for me to punish you?"
【Be honest! 】
The system is screaming.
"What punishment do you think is appropriate?" Jian Yuheng asked.
"How about a raise in salary?" Song Ruochen said.
Jian Yuheng: “?”
【？ 】
Jian Yuheng laughed angrily: "Reason?"
Song Ruochen: "If any of the ministers, officials or common people can point out my faults to my face, will they receive...rewards from the emperor?" [1]
Jian Yuheng: “…”
The hand pinching her cheek loosened its grip a little.
Under the dim light of the corridor, the omega's profile was very beautiful, with a red mark on her cheek.
He didn't use much strength, but the mark was particularly obvious on the omega's fair cheeks.
"Secretary Song." Jian Yuheng was stunned for a moment, then mocked, "You don't have to play the game of pretending to be stupid with me."
"Secretary Song..." A soft voice came from the corridor, "Are you okay? I need you."
Yan Ci?
"Here I am." said Song Ruochen.
Slipped away. Slipped away.
The protagonist of the original book is a little angel.
Yan Ci turned around and looked at Jian Yuheng standing in the back of the corridor. He shuddered and pointed to the dining area: "The bread over there is delicious, too."
"Let's go and eat." Song Ruochen's legs went weak.
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The banquet lasted for quite a long time, but with Song Ruochen there, few people caused trouble for Cheng Yanci tonight.
Just after 12 o'clock, he heard the system prompt.
【The ultimate move is ready. 】
【It will take 3 minutes for the coin purse to be credited to your account.】
[The daily usage limit of the return coin purse has been adjusted to 3 times. 】
"Wu Hu!" Song Ruochen was delighted. "System, you have grown up!"
[Hehe, the emotional value of the protagonist and the shou in the original book has changed. 】
"I didn't feel good about the trial version yesterday." Song Ruochen rubbed his hands, "I want to try out the new features!"
【Try it! It works well for me! 】
At the same time, in a high-end residence, in the private swimming pool, waves were appearing.
Jian Yuheng had already swam two laps. The cool water soothed his mood, as the heat brought by the grape-flavored omega pheromones gradually dissipated.
He likes swimming very much. He likes the feeling of riding the waves. It relaxes his body and mind, and he never gets tired of swimming.
Okay, that’s enough of calming down, it’s time to swim to shore.
The edge of the swimming pool was right in front of him, and Jian Yuheng reached out to touch the escalator at the side of the pool.
ding dong.
The escalator that was so close to me now moved far away.
Jian Yuheng: “?”
What? Is this an illusion?
Jian Yuheng swam again, gradually approaching the escalator, and victory was just around the corner.
ding dong.
He returned to the center of the pool.
Jian Yuheng: “???” Are you dreaming?
This time he sped up, swam towards the shore, grabbed the ladder and climbed ashore. Transparent water droplets dripped along the alpha's chest and lower abdomen.
The next second, with a splash, he returned to the center of the pool.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
I don't want to stay calm anymore, I want to go ashore.
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