Chapter 34 Automatic Rewind

Late at night, Jian Yuheng stood by the window and hugged his 24-year-old for the 13th time.

One moment I am 23, the next moment I am 24. This incongruous feeling is not something that everyone can experience.

It turns out that growth is so tortuous.

That’s about it. According to his ingenious calculations, this broken system will not be able to recover any more levels.

Sure enough, it finally calmed down.

The 24-year-old mature Hawthorn smiled lightly and went to bed with the quilt in her arms.

The phone screen lit up several times in succession, with various birthday greetings. He looked through them and found some from his parents, sister-in-law, Assistant Gong, and college classmates.

He paused and opened Song Ruochen's dialogue box——

The chat history still stops in the afternoon.

[Song Ruochen]: Second Young Master, please hand me my ID card.

[Jian Yuheng]:? I didn’t pick any today.

[Song Ruochen]: Not working hard enough.

Other than that, there has been no new news for several hours.

Jian Yuheng chuckled and was about to click exit when a new message suddenly popped up in the dialogue box.

[Song Ruochen]: [Voice]

It's just a blessing, why do you need to send a voice message? You can't even sing a birthday song for him.

Jian Yuheng clicked on the voice chat.

"Second Master, I forgot something in your car."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Jian Yuheng was speechless for two seconds, then he clicked on the voice message and listened to it again.

Well, the secretary should be lying down now, on her side, with half of her head hidden in the quilt, so her voice sounds a bit muffled and the timbre is softer than usual.

"What should I do?" Jian Yuheng replied, his voice slightly cold, "Is it not possible for me to send it to you tomorrow?"

[Song Ruochen]: No, no, that is a project budget sheet, Second Young Master, just fill it out and hand it in to the company tomorrow!

[J]: How much did you fill in?

[Song Ruochen]: I filled in a name.

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Not at all.

I've seen people lose money and lose face, but I've never seen anyone lose their job.

"Happy birthday, Second Young Master~" Song Ruochen said, "Second Young Master is one year older and more sensible."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

never mind.

Anyway, this guy is just doing nonsense, and he will have to make some repairs sooner or later.

His mood was like a stock, going up and down. Jian Yuheng put on a coat and went downstairs, where he found a report under the back seat.

Are you sure it was lost? Not hidden?

Jian Yuheng took the report and went upstairs to do his birthday work.

At Song Ruochen's home, Song Ruochen wrapped himself in a quilt and rolled around on the bed twice.

[Little Grape, yours is not a wood carving at all.]

"What is that?" Song Ruochen asked.

【There are a few scratches on the wood.】

【Eyes shift and whistle.jpg】

"The gift is small but the thought is great." Song Ruochen said, "I'm sleepy, go to sleep, I still have to work tomorrow."

"Life is quite fulfilling." Song Ruochen fell asleep immediately.

-

There was a lot of work to do the next day. Early in the morning, Jian Yuheng drove to the company building. He got out of the car and found Song Ruochen, who was dozing off while standing, in the elevator.

Song Ruochen: "v2 early."

Jian Yuheng: “?”

"Good morning, Secretary Song." Jian Yuheng calmly pressed the elevator button. "Today, the people from Haochi will bring the short drama project team here. Please make the connection."

Song Ruochen yawned quietly: "Okay, Second Young Master."

The voice was filled with a strong sense of weariness and sounded soft and non-aggressive.

"Send a cup of coffee to my office," Jian Yuheng said, "and buy one for yourself."

"Okay..." Song Ruochen said (slow version).

Jian Yuheng looked over. It was cold outside today, and the secretary was wearing a thick white down jacket, a cat-ear hat and a paw scarf given by Yan Ci. Her chin was hidden in the scarf, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

Today is a thick grape skin, Jian Yuheng thought.

Song Ruochen got out of the elevator, changed into a more formal white shirt, made an internal call, and asked Assistant Gong to bring him coffee.

Then he took the elevator upstairs to meet the sketch team.

As he approached the living room, he heard a fierce quarrel.

"I won't act." A voice came out. "There are so many people in the company, why did you ask me to come? I'm not interested."

"Lu Yunye, let me tell you, the company has signed you, so you should do whatever they ask you to do." Another voice sounded.

Just as Song Ruochen stepped into the office, he saw a teacup flying towards him. The cup hit the door frame, and the porcelain pieces broke into pieces, one of which scratched the back of his hand.

Song Ruochen: "QAQ which idiot?!"

Not far away, Jian Yuheng, who was holding a packaged coffee and preparing to settle the bill, frowned immediately and smelled the particularly sweet scent of grapes.

Pheromones with 100% matching degree are blowing in your face.

In the office, the alpha boy who had just smashed the cup looked at the pretty omega secretary who was injured by the door and was stunned for a moment: "Why do you have to appear at the door at this time?"

Lu Yunye: "I didn't mean to..."

ding dong.

Jian Yuheng returned to a farther position with a package of coffee in his hand. He quickened his pace and just in time saw Song Ruochen push open the door with a cold expression. The moment he opened the door, he slightly turned sideways to avoid a flying teacup.

Jian Yuheng: “：D”

Wonderful.

I saw the Cheat Secretary. The behind-the-scenes footage was horrible, but the main film was still worth watching.

Lu Yunye was stunned, staring blankly in the direction where the omega came from.

Good, very impressive skills.

"I am the lead in the cooperation project with Haochi," Song Ruochen said. "Mr. Lu, if you have any opinions, you can give me feedback. Don't embarrass Chachong."

The accompanying agent raised his eyes with some surprise in his eyes.

It is rumored that Xiao Shi’s president’s secretary is very powerful and has the entire company in order. Who would have thought that the secretary herself is so delicate and good-looking?

"Mr. Lu, is there anything you would like to shoot?" Song Ruochen sat down across the table.

Jian Yuheng, who had just entered the room, couldn't find a place to sit, so he simply stood next to Secretary Song.

Jian Yuheng: “……?”

"I want to shoot a lot of genres." The arrogant alpha boy said, "Romance, suspense, horror, science fiction, comedy, I can play any of them."

"The elements you want are all in the project script." Song Ruochen said.

Lu Yunye: "...everything is in one script!"

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Jian Yuheng's gaze dropped down and stopped on the back of Song Ruochen's hand which was resting on the edge of the table.

The back of Song Ruochen's hand was as smooth as jade, but the image of the secretary covering her hand and crying out in pain not long ago was still fresh in his memory.

"This script is rubbish." Lu Yunye said angrily.

"Yes, that's why I came to you." Song Ruochen said innocently, "What's the problem? There are so many actors under Hao Chi, and it was finally decided on you. Don't you know what's going on? Wanting to act doesn't mean you can act, and having high standards doesn't mean you have good acting skills. There has to be a difference between dreams and reality. I also want to be the president. Do you think I am capable of that?"

Jian Yuheng: “:|”

The president has a lot of work to do, are you doing it?

"Between improving your popularity and improving your acting skills, you chose to improve your arrogance," Song Ruochen said.

Lu Yunye suddenly raised his head with interest and looked at the secretary opposite him: "Secretary Song, have you considered filming a movie? If it's with you, I have no objection at all."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly found that the alpha man who had been standing next to Song Ruochen without saying a word suddenly looked at him. His eyes were stern and cold, and the air seemed to be suddenly filled with the alpha's unique pressure, which made him dare not raise his head.

"Sure." Song Ruochen said, "But I have no talent and my acting range is limited. I can only play your father."

Lu Yunye: “…”

Jian Yuheng: “：D”

Who is so depressed that he would argue with the little psychopath? It's really depressing when Song Ruochen opens his mouth.

"Is this the level of professionalism that Haochi's artists have?" Jian Yuheng asked, "If you can act, then act. If you don't, you'll be unemployed. Don't take your anger out on Xiaoshi."

When he opened his mouth, he had the indifference of a superior, and the people around him lowered their heads.

[Villain aura, activated! ]

"I'm so handsome. I turned against the villain in a second." Song Ruochen applauded in his heart.

"The company is not your home. No one will respect you outside the fan group." Jian Yuheng said, "Watch your words and actions, don't hurt..."

He glanced at the back of Song Ruochen's hand again.

This broken system of Mello can sometimes be of some use.

-

After discussing the project with the people from Hao Chi, Song Ruochen wandered over to the ice cream machine, found a cone, and made ice cream for himself.

【It's a bit ugly.】

"Then I'll start over." Song Ruochen said.

Jingle bells, jingle bells.

In the office, the birthday present that Jian Yuheng had just opened was returned to Jian Feng's hands.

"Surprise, brother." Jian Feng held the gift box and handed it to him, "Guess what's inside."

Jian Yuheng: "It's a belt."

"You've really grown up." Jian Feng said, "When you opened the presents, there was no surprise on your face, only a fake smile."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Next to the ice cream machine, Song Ruochen made himself an incredibly beautiful ice cream. He held the box and happily sat by the window. He just happened to see a message on his phone -

[Leader]: What are you doing?

[Office Animal]: Eating and taking the company’s ice cream.

[Office Animal]: I made a very beautiful one, exactly the same as the one sold in the store, it tastes good and looks good.

[Leader]: …

[Leader]: It’s minus a few degrees. You’re eating ice?

[Corporate Animal]: It’s delicious.

The phone rang again. It was a message from Meng Yumian.

[Meng Yumian]: 0.0.....Little Grape~

[Song Ruochen]:?

[Meng Yumian]: 0.0....Do I look more like him when I cry?

Song Ruochen: “…”

Substitute, substitute?

Where did this script come from? The original book isn't even this crazy.

[Song Ruochen]: Be more normal, I'm scared.

[Meng Yumian]: I'm going to visit you tonight. I want to go to Young Master Jian's birthday party.

[Meng Yumian]: Dazao has a husband now, so I am your long-term friend.

Song Ruochen didn't want to carry the water anymore, he wanted to pour the water on Jian Feng's head.

[Meng Yumian]: Just kidding, it’s not a cricket.

[Meng Yumian]: I went shopping today and bought a really nice black jacket. I’ll bring it to you tonight. It’s definitely cool.

[Song Ruochen]：0.oOkay.

After eating the ice cream, Song Ruochen went back to the office and took a three-hour nap. After waking up, he dealt with a lot of work, got off work on time, and got into Jian Yuheng's car.

Jian Feng was already in the car. He was wearing a thick hood, his collar was pulled high, and he had a pair of large sunglasses on his face.

"Mr. Jian," Song Ruochen asked, "are you doing performance art?"

“I’m a little worried that it will become performance art again,” Jian Feng said implicitly.

Song Ruochen: “?”

Jian Feng thought so. Anyway, the activities planned by Song Ruochen were quite advanced. As long as he was fully armed and protected himself, he could successfully hide in the social death.

The car drove all the way to the magnificent banquet venue. Normal people were standing in a normal hall. The normal people turned around and looked at the abnormal Jian Feng.

"..."The protagonist's head finally sank.

"Chenchen!" Yan Ci and Meng Yumian had already arrived. When they saw them coming, they immediately waved to Song Ruochen, "Come quickly."

Song Ruochen flashed all the way and jumped several meters away in a blink of an eye.

"This black collar is so pretty." Yan Ci turned to Meng Yumian and said, "Furious, my aesthetic taste is pretty good, right?"

"It's OK." Meng Yumian said, "I can make it myself and make it unique."

The three of them were chattering quite loudly, and soon attracted the attention of uncle Jian Shi.

Jian Shi looked up at Yan Ci, ready to reprimand him, and then he discovered——

Yan Ci stood with his arm around Secretary Song's shoulder, and even put his arm around hers. He had a lollipop in his mouth, and probably because he was having a good time chatting with her, he punched Meng Yumian.

Uncle: “…”

There was no decorum, not a bit of it, just complete tatters.

Song Ruochen glanced at his uncle who was hesitant to speak: ":)"

"Maoguai bought the coat, and I bought the sweater and pants." Yan Ci grabbed Song Ruochen's shoulders and shook him hard, "Go try them on inside and out, they will definitely look good."

Song Ruochen was shaken so hard that he felt dizzy.

Today's jujube is more like the lively and cute e-sports commentator described by the original author at the beginning.

"Okay, I'll go change." Song Ruochen said, "I'll go in a minute."

The birthday party planned by [Leader] was well planned and interesting. Jian Feng was not arrogant, and Jian Yuheng seemed to be easy to talk to today.

So, when the cake was being divided, Song Ruochen took advantage of the chaos and threw a plate of cream on Jian Yuheng's face as a personal revenge.

"Hahahaha, you cream villain." Song Ruochen ran away.

He took the clothes that Dazao and Maoguai bought for him and went to find a room to change clothes.

He took off his coat, sweater, and autumn clothes, leaving only his underwear. Fortunately, the air conditioner in the room was set to a high temperature, so he didn't feel cold at all.

"The clothes Dazao buys are getting more and more complicated." Song Ruochen picked up a sweater and studied it. "I can no longer understand the purpose of this sweater. It seems like it wants to build a building on my body."

The door lock clicked, and Jian Yuheng, who had just washed his face with cream, walked into the locker room and wanted to change into clean clothes.

That crazy grape, I took advantage of the chaos to smear cream on his face, and now I don’t know where it has gone. I really want to smear it back and make cream grapes.

Jian Yuheng: “0.0”

Song Ruochen: “0.o”

Under the light, the omega's limbs are long and beautiful, and his skin is so white that it seems to have a thin layer of light.

Jian Yuheng took a deep breath, glanced at the "In Use" sign behind him that was not hung out, and began to look away.

No rollback?

Roll back.

If you don’t reply, wait for me to see.

Jian Yuheng looked away with difficulty.

【Song Ruochen, back to the game.】

[You’ve been seen naked! You’re an omega! ]

"I've seen him too." Song Ruochen said, "Do you want to go back?"

【Ding Dong.】

【Automatic rewind, abbreviated as automatic blocking. 】

Swish, Jian Yuheng was sent back to the mirror in front of the sink.

He raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror, his face covered with cream.

Mad, after washing the white face, only the red face is left, like Xiao Chou.

Jian Yuheng: “*:D”