Chapter 40: Deserve a Punch
【Sometimes.】
[It’s also quite helpless for a person to be the system. 】
"Are you a human being? Why are you feeling sentimental?" Song Ruochen asked.
[Isn't that enough to make AI sigh? It gives me so much information every day. 】
[The villain was walking on the street just fine, but he was treated as a big doll again. 】
[Have you dealt with the anti-Jujube fans yet? You are creating trouble. 】
"I combine work and rest," Song Ruochen said, "finding a little fun to add some interesting experiences to my boring life."
[I think you are looking for death.]
After chatting for a few sentences, Song Ruochen turned around and looked at the two haters: "What's wrong? Why haven't you said anything for such a long time? Do you need to read a message before you curse at others?"
"...Yan Ci's fans are really low-class." The real black fan frowned.
"That's good." Song Ruochen said, "Scolding you is just right for my profession."
Anti-fan: “…”
Jian Yuheng's mouth twitched and he turned his head to the side.
"Brother." Jian Feng was surprised, "Why are you happy while angry?"
Jian Yuheng: "^皿^"
Is that so?
"Young Master, is my face the stock market? Does it need analysis at any time?" Jian Yuheng asked.
Jian Feng: “?”
So weird.
Is this weird?
The real haters opened their mouths but said nothing. They usually smear Yan Ci, and their victory mainly depends on numbers.
Today they can't compete in both quantity and quality.
"How dare you, a mere anti-fan, slander the wife of the president of Xiaoshi." Song Ruochen said loudly, "Do you know who this person is? Our President Jian can make you pay for it with just a flick of his finger."
Song Ruochen nudged Jian Feng with his elbow and said, "Boss Jian, move your fingers."
Jian Feng wants to find a way to dig a hole in the ground.
Yan Ci: “…”
Anti-fan: “…”
Everyone in the circle knows that professional commentator Yan Ci has a very bad temper and can scold anyone.
Since when did Yan Ci have such...abstract friends?
"Song, Secretary Song said," Yan Ci explained in a low voice with a red face, "If you continue to slander me, my husband will sue you. Xiao Shi's legal team is very powerful."
"Let's go." Maoguai said to his haters, "Go home and do your winter vacation homework. Use your brain more and copy less answers so that you can go to junior high school as soon as possible."
The real black fan lowered his head in embarrassment and disappeared into the crowd.
"Are you guys shopping?" Jian Feng gradually cooled down from his red-hot state.
"I'll accompany Secretary Song to see the night view." Yan Ci said.
"I accompany Secretary Song to feel the New Year atmosphere." Meng Yumian said, "My company is more meaningful."
"Whether it's meaningful or not is up to Chenchen to decide." Yan Ci kicked Meng Yumian's wheelchair away, "Stand up."
"What a joke." Meng Yumian chased after him briskly, "You're as ridiculous as knocking the glasses off a cobra."
Song Ruochen: “…”
"Brother, why do you look empty-eyed?" Jian Yuheng asked cheerfully.
Jian Feng: “.”
It's nothing, I just suddenly feel that I have lost value.
Song Ruochen's gaze turned and stopped at Jian Yuheng's hand.
Song Ruochen: “：D”
Candied Fruit.
Holding it without eating and just waving it in front of him is simply a waste of food.
"Second Young Master." Secretary Song raised her beautiful eyes and said, "I have something I want to sell to you."
Jian Yuheng: “?”
Jian Yuheng: "What do you want me to buy?"
The next second, the candied haws in his hand were picked away.
Song Ruochen yelled and left a tooth mark on the one on top.
"I'll let you spend your money to learn a lesson," Song Ruochen said, "next time, don't just give away good things casually."
Jian Yuheng: “…”
These grapes, the reasons for eating snacks are getting more and more fancy.
He is so righteous about cheating, he really deserves a beating.
Jian Yuheng: “:”
Yan Ci, who just came back from chasing the hairy monster: "0.0"
Jian Yuheng (90% of the stolen feelings): ":]"
Yan Ci grabbed Meng Yumian and said, "Mumble."
"?" Meng Yumian nodded repeatedly, "Mumbling."
BO exchanged a few words, then began to laugh secretly, covering his mouth.
-
After shopping, Song Ruochen received a reminder that both the jujube and the hairy monster dropped 20 minutes of callback coins.
It was a fruitful evening. He said goodbye to a few people happily and went home with a few bags of snacks.
As soon as he lay down, Jian Feng pushed a task to him.
[Jian Feng]: [1000 yuan red envelope]
[Jian Feng]: Secretary Song, could you please write a New Year's greeting from the president, about 3,000 words, for publication on the company website and official account?
[Song Ruochen]: It should be.
[Song Ruochen]: To what extent should you bless?
[Song Ruochen]: High pay, little work, the canteen provides enough food, the boss is brainless, and all I can do is lie back and relax?
[Jian Feng]: …
[Jian Feng]: Should we also bless the leaders?
[Song Ruochen]: Okay.
Being a secretary is difficult. Not only do you have to serve water to Dazao and Maoguai, you also have to serve water to the boss and employees.
[Song Ruochen]: Give it to you after the New Year?
[Jian Feng]: Before the New Year...
[Song Ruochen]: Okay, Mr. Jian.
It’s just before the New Year, so it’s not difficult.
[I feel sleepy. Let’s go to sleep first. I have to go to the scene tomorrow. 】
【Let me set an alarm for you~】
[I've upgraded again and can now customize your ringtones. ]
Song Ruochen: “Zzzz.”
The next morning——
"Secretary Song, do you want your salary to be deducted?" a voice sounded.
Song Ruochen suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up from the bed and looked around.
【It’s the alarm clock. 】
【I recorded the voice of a villain. 】
"If you don't learn good things, you will learn bad things." Song Ruochen said, "Tongzi, you are gradually becoming abnormal!"
【hey-hey.】
Song Ruochen changed into Secretary Song's original appearance and went out on field work.
He hadn't paid attention for a few days, but the short drama crew of Haochi Group was already preparing to start work. The team had marked out a piece of land in the A City Film and Television City and set up a lot of filming equipment.
When Song Ruochen went over, the team of the lead actor Lu Yunye had already arrived.
Lu Yunye had just finished venting his anger at his assistant, and when he saw him coming, he put his right hand under his chin and glanced at him with interest.
"Human-machine, is Lu Yunye in the original book?" Song Ruochen asked.
【have.】
"Why don't I have any impression of it at all?" Song Ruochen racked his brains but couldn't figure it out.
[“The sun is shining, spring is here, and flowers are blooming. Jian Feng prepared flowers and rings, and was ready to complete this big negotiation and take Yan Ci to celebrate the anniversary.”]
【“Mr. Jian.” Secretary Song appeared, “My wife ran away from home.”】
[“Bang! The carefully wrapped flowers fell to the ground.”]
[“Mr. Jian, the meeting is about to begin.” Secretary Song said, “Mr. Jian…”]
【Jian Feng chased after him.】
[That day, #Xiao Shi President abandoned the meeting and bravely pursued his beloved wife# squeezed out countless entries and became the first trending search. ]
"Wait a minute." Song Ruochen couldn't stand it anymore. "What does this have to do with Lu Yunye?"
【He was the trending search that was squeezed out. 】
Song Ruochen: “…”
When people are speechless, they feel like laughing.
"What is that hot search?" Song Ruochen asked.
【#Lu Yunye quits the circle#】
"The result of working hard on your acting skills is to retire from the entertainment industry," Song Ruochen said, "Then don't work hard, just enjoy your immoral life."
【…It won’t be a problem for you. 】
The pretty little secretary sat there without saying a word for a long time, like a cold snowman.
"Secretary Song," Lu Yunye said tentatively, "Go to the door and get me a takeaway."
Song Ruochen: "0.o?"
"Did no one at home teach you the movements of 'go' and 'take' when you were a child?" Song Ruochen asked.
Lu Yunye: “.”
Song Ruochen: "Do you want to go to kindergarten to repeat your studies at your own expense?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu," Song Ruochen said, "I only take orders from the young and old of the Jian family. It's not within my job scope to help you get takeout."
What a joke.
They have to draw lots three times if they want to send representatives from their dorm to pick up takeout.
The assistant was not there and Secretary Song was completely unresponsive. Lu Yunye had to put aside his pride and run out to get the takeaway.
"Secretary Song, you're here." Someone from Hao Chi knocked on the door.
Song Ruochen: "Yeah."
"I want to ask your opinion on something." The person in charge of the short drama project of the Haochi Group said, "Three of our actors who played vicious cannon fodder went skiing together yesterday and fell together. Now they are all in plaster casts and look miserable. They are not so vicious anymore."
Person in charge: "If we are looking for actors temporarily, we have to start filming the show here."
"Does it have many scenes?" Song Ruochen asked, "Let me take a look at the script."
These three don't have many scenes, but they are very vicious. They suppress the protagonist played by Lu Yunye from beginning to end and curse him very badly.
"I see." Song Ruochen said, "I'll think about what to do."
Lu Yunye came back from outside with a sullen face, carrying his takeaway food.
"What's wrong?" asked the people from Hao Chi.
"A few of Lu Ge's fans came." The assistant said, "They were unhappy with him taking on this kind of project and scolded Lu Ge. Should I ask the security guard to chase them away later?"
Song Ruochen: "0.o?"
"Let the security bring the people here." Song Ruochen said.
Lu Yunye: "Not really, just a few scoldings, I can handle it well, let them go."
"Bring the person up to me." Song Ruochen said.
Lu Yunye: “…”
Several old fans were called over by security, cursing.
"You think he is a loser, a good-for-nothing, a bad actor, ignorant of the ways of the world, and does bad things." Song Ruochen began to ask, "He's arrogant, has a bad temper, offends people, has no vision, and has no culture?"
Old fan: “Uh… not that much.”
Lu Yunye: “???”
"Well, it doesn't matter." Song Ruochen said, "The play has been accepted, and he can't afford to pay the penalty. If you are not satisfied, I will give you a chance to curse to your heart's content."
Song Ruochen: "Would you like to know more about the vicious script?"
Old fan: “……?”
"It serves two purposes at once." Song Ruochen said, "You guys are happy, and we can get started."
-
During the holiday, the employees are away but the leaders are still busy.
"Young Master." Elder Chen pushed the door open and walked into Jian Feng's office. "Is the Second Young Master behaving well lately?"
"He didn't do anything." Jian Feng said.
"You are just too honest." Elder Chen said, "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. I have told you many times that you should pay more attention to Jian Yuheng's movements. Someone just reported that Jian Yuheng has added a decision to his work plan for next year."
Mr. Chen: "I suggest you study it carefully and guess his thoughts."
Jian Feng: “?”
Jian Feng opened the company's internal document and found the overall work plan for the new year prepared by the team.
The modification time is just now, and the added entry is——
Buy two more ice cream machines for the cafeteria.
Jian Feng: “?”
Mr. Chen: “?”
I can't guess at all.
Upstairs, Jian Yuheng's office.
"Second Master." Assistant Gong reported, "Over at the Hao Chi crew, Secretary Song replaced the injured vicious cannon fodder actor with... [Angry Career Fan]."
Jian Yuheng was speechless for more than ten seconds: "...How is the effect?"
"The swearing was very foul, with occasional misplaced words, but the emotions were on point." Gong Huo said, "The lead actor was scolded to the point of collapse, which was closer to the theme of the script, 'Don't despise the poor young man.'"
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Gong Huo waited for a few seconds, but got no answer, so he looked up.
Jian Yuheng (100% stealing): ":]"
"Assistant Gong," Jian Yuheng said, "You can have a day off starting tomorrow. Happy New Year."
Assistant Gong: "Happy New Year, Second Master."
I see you're quite happy even before the New Year.
Assistant Gong packed up his things and left work.
Jian Yuheng wrote a report and received a message from his uncle——
[Jian Shi]: Who planned my birthday party?
[Jian Yuheng]: What?
It’s not him, he didn’t receive the outsourcing.
He completes every outsourced job with care.
[Simple Stone]: There are countless mini-games. You can only blow candles, make wishes and eat cakes after you pass them.
[Jian Yuheng]: Aren’t you happy that I let you play games?
[Jian Shi]: Would you be happy if I asked you to calculate the financial statements? And also asked you to write a 3,000-word New Year's greeting.
[Jian Shi]: There were also unidentified actors making trouble, saying that if you can’t afford it, don’t celebrate your birthday.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Wow.
Uncle, I have become an outsourced colleague.
However, why didn't Grape come to see Father? Father is much better at handling work than my uncle.
Jian Yuheng: “?”
Do I want to do it? Who wants to work?
Forget it, it's time to get off work.
There are no psychopaths in the company today, and no work badges to pick up, so it feels pretty quiet.
Leaving his uncle aside, Jian Yuheng went downstairs. Halfway down, he met Jian Feng who was also getting off work.
"Brother, golf?" Jian Feng asked.
"No." Jian Yuheng said, "I'm about to vomit."
The New Year is coming soon, so he has to go home today.
He drove all the way back home. His mother Rong Xin was busy making dumplings with her aunt. When she saw him come in, she handed the work over to him.
"Alphas who can do housework are more popular with omegas." Rong Xin said, "Learn more."
Really? Jian Yuheng thought.
He knows quite a lot.
Does the little psycho like this? No, the little psycho doesn't seem to be picky.
Jian Yuheng made ingot-shaped dumplings, rabbit-shaped dumplings, crescent-shaped dumplings, and wallet-shaped dumplings, arranged them in a circle, and admired them by himself.
Ding.
Jian Yuheng watched himself remove the dumpling skin and throw the dumpling filling back into the bowl.
Jian Yuheng: “：D”
What's the point of this? Back-blocking is quite rare.
Song Ruochen should be off work by now, is he playing? Is the recent retracement quota quite sufficient?
Song Ruochen hasn't seen his alpha, with whom he has a 100% match, for a day.
Jian Yuheng looked down at the table. All the rabbit dumplings and crescent dumplings were gone. He had to make new ones.
There are no two dumplings in the world that are exactly the same. A new dumpling has a new look.
Fortunately, he is at home now and no one comes to find fault.
"Why did you laugh for so long at the dumpling skin?" His mother stood at the door of the kitchen and asked faintly, "Is this dumpling skin funny?"
Jian Yuheng: “…”