Chapter 47 Trial Function
Jian Yuheng: “…”
How did this meal get here?
"Brother? Are you hungry?" Jian Feng asked.
Jian Yuheng: “:[”
Jian Yuheng's on-the-spot reactions have always been strong.
"Our team is like... a bowl of rice," Jian Yuheng said. "Xiao Shi is the bowl that carries everyone. One or two grains of rice cannot fill a stomach. If we want to make the company bigger and stronger, we must work together."
Assistant Gong was the first to applaud: "Good!"
There was applause in the conference room.
Jian Yuheng: “:[”
I'm so crazy.
The meeting officially ended and the employees rushed out to get food. Jian Yuheng held the rice in his hands and sighed helplessly.
No spoon either.
It’s not good to waste food. He’s hungry too, so let him have a bite first.
Jian Yuheng lowered his head and wanted to take a bite of the pile of rice——
Crunch, crunch, crunch, it's the sound of biting the air.
Jian Yuheng: “?”
Where is my big bowl of rice?
In the secretary's office, the unfinished ice cream cone in Song Ruochen's hand disappeared in an instant.
Song Ruochen: “^ ^”
"It's fun." He said, "What you put in your mouth won't disappear."
[The characteristic of "Ding Ding Dong" is that even after the item disappears, the effect that has already acted on the human body will not disappear. ]
Song Ruochen's cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw Jian Yuheng, whom he had noted.
[Jian Yuheng]: Is it a new feature?
[Song Ruochen]: Yes, I’m still trying.
[Song Ruochen]: Did Brother Zha promote any products when he just returned to trading?
[Jian Yuheng]: Brought a bowl of rice and showed up in the conference room. :(
[Song Ruochen]: …
【……】
【Hahahaha, hiccups.】
[Song Ruochen]: Do you want me to go back to the original file to cover it up?
[Jian Yuheng]: No need. I improvised on the spot.
[Song Ruochen]: Brother Zha is awesome.
[Jian Yuheng]: ^ ^
"Long live communication." Song Ruochen said, "System, you see, we can coexist with 0.5."
[Yes, yes, the boss system just came once and upgraded a more practical function for us. ]
Song Ruochen: "How is it practical?"
[The boss system has deeply realized that those who owe debts are all big bosses. ]
【Therefore, it gave us a new permission "Exchange time for inanimate objects." 】
Song Ruochen: "0.o?"
"I applied to sell the company." Song Ruochen said.
[Calculating, the company value is 999...9999 hourly return dollars, drooling.jpg, exchanging for you... Ouch. 】
【Bang, bang, crackle.】
【Black and white face.jpg, the boss system said that you can only sell items that belong to you.】
Song Ruochen: "0.o?"
Song Ruochen: "The company is my home."
【Bang, crackle, crackle.】
【no.】
[Give me something else. The boss system also wants some toys from the ABO world occasionally. ]
Jian Yuheng smiled at the air for ten minutes, then went to the cafeteria to reunite with his bowl of rice. After lunch, he went downstairs to buy a snack.
Song Ruochen, who reported to him obediently in the flashback, was so adorable. He could almost imagine Song Ruochen's expression when he sent the message, shy and a little reluctant.
Hidden under the outer shell of the grape nerve is a——
Jian Yuheng looked closely and saw Song Ruochen wearing white gloves, dragging a bag, waving tools, picking up mineral water bottles next to the trash can in the corridor.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Still a good nerve!
And this guy has already disdained to give him a rollback.
"Huh? Good afternoon, Second Young Master." Song Ruochen greeted.
Jian Yuheng: “：S”
"I have a good idea." Song Ruochen said.
Jian Yuheng: "Secretary Song, please speak."
"I'll give you all the known replay commands, and you can memorize them." Song Ruochen said, "Next time when you replay, play the reminder tone loudly, so that you can react in time."
Song Ruochen: "0.0* OK?"
"...That's fine." Jian Yuheng said.
-
Song Ruochen sold several hundred mineral water bottles in exchange for a small amount of currency, took a three-hour nap, and woke up with satisfaction.
"Secretary General, report the itinerary." Song Ruochen said.
【At 16:00, I went to the 9th floor of Xiaoshi Group to take a new ID photo. 】
[At 19:30, Dazao will have a commentary session, so it’s best to go and watch. ]
"Got it." Song Ruochen glanced at the time, "Work for another hour, then we'll go take pictures."
【Please return the coat to Xiao Jian first~】
"Oh, yes." Song Ruochen said, "I almost forgot."
He held Jian Yuheng's coat and ran all the way to Jian Yuheng's office, knocking on the door.
"I'm coming." Gong Huo came over to open the door. "Does this door have a grudge against you, or does the Second Young Master have a grudge against you?"
"I have a grudge against you for your life." Song Ruochen pushed the door open.
Gong was burning with anger.
"Second Young Master." Song Ruochen turned to Jian Yuheng who was sitting on the chair, "I'll return your coat to you."
Gong Huo raised his eyes and looked at the thin secretary standing against the light. The feeling of fear that had lasted for most of the day began again.
At that time in the morning, if Song Ruochen had not suddenly gone mad and started beating him up for personal revenge, he would have rushed across the road in the last ten seconds before the green light turned on according to his original plan.
If the beating of Song Ruochen hadn't delayed him for a while, Gong Huo would have at least turned into a vicious person.
My younger brother had just been admitted to university, and he had just been promoted. He had just taken one step closer to the management level of Xiao Shi. But if he did, many things would be in vain.
If you look closely, this sharp-tongued secretary who always opposes him is actually much younger than him. When she is not pretending to be a cool secretary, she is more or less cute.
"Assistant Gong." Song Ruochen said, "With a monthly salary of tens of thousands, don't you have any sense? The second young master blinked both eyes, which means he wants to drink two glasses of water."
Gong Huo: “…”
Jian Yuheng: “…………”
If you are thirsty, then you are thirsty. Che Ershao blinked, was silent for a moment, and turned around to pour water.
He made a cup of black tea according to Jian Yuheng's habit. When he was about to copy a cup, he hesitated, changed tools, and made a cup of milk tea for Song Ruochen.
"Second Master, enjoy your meal." Assistant Gong put the tray on the table. "Secretary Song, enjoy your meal quickly."
Song Ruochen: "0.0Wow, it smells so good."
"Of course." Gong Huo said proudly, "I have a certificate for food and beverages."
Song Ruochen: "Gulp gulp."
"Second Young Master, I'm going back to the chief assistant's office first." Gong Huo said.
"Yeah." Song Ruochen waved his hand, "Come often in the future."
Jian Yuheng: “.”
Gong Huo: “.”
Jian Yuheng leaned over, opened a cabinet door under the desk, and took out several bags of potato chips and jelly.
The potato chips in this ABO world have richer flavors than those in the original world. Song Ruochen was greedy when he saw them.
"Can I eat it once, then return it to you, and then you pretend nothing happened?" Song Ruochen asked.
Jian Yuheng: "...why don't you just eat it?"
Song Ruochen: "Crunch, crunch."
It tastes good, even better than the one served with dates.
"Jian Zha, where did you buy it?" Song Ruochen asked, "I want to buy it too."
"I don't know." Jian Yuheng said, "I... a friend gave it to me. He sends some regularly. I don't like it. If Secretary Song wants to eat it, you can come over and sit for a while."
Jian Yuheng: "Just consider it as a thank you for saving my assistant."
That scene looked stupid, but it was also thrilling enough.
How could there be such a person who made him feel both funny and distressed?
Song Ruochen ate and drank his fill in the office, then left contentedly to take his employee ID photo. Jian Yuheng's office didn't seem as scary as before.
"Second Master." Assistant Gong knocked on the door, "I'm going to collect photos too."
"Wait a moment." Jian Yuheng said, "I'll go with you."
Gong Huo: "What? You are also an employee."
"Gong Huo." Jian Yuheng closed his computer, "From now on, be nicer to Song Ruochen."
The secretary must have felt some pain when she was hit by the car.
Really... stupid and brave.
Assistant Gong was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Don't worry, Second Young Master, I will give in to him except when we quarrel."
Jian Yuheng: “Indeed…”
-
As it was getting close to getting off work, Yan Ci and Meng Yumian both arrived and chatted with Song Ruochen outside the photo collection room.
"I have been commentating for five consecutive days." Meng Yumian said, "Our Dazao is really a popular commentator, really popular."
Yan Ci: "It's OK. I'm more familiar with the competition mechanism."
"The spring selection will start soon, and you will definitely win the best commentator award." Meng Yumian said, "Behind every successful date, there are grapes and furry monsters who watched the competition and went out to play together."
Meng Yumian: "Don't worry, Dazao."
Yan Ci: “0.0.”
Yan Ci raised his foot and kicked Meng Yumian and her wheelchair away.
Song Ruochen: “…”
It's the beginning again. We can't be united for a day.
"Secretary Song, you can come over and take pictures now." Jian Feng called out.
Song Ruochen: "Yeah."
"Wait a minute." Jian Yuheng stopped him, "The tie is a little crooked."
Song Ruochen raised his hand and tugged at his tie, but the next second, his hand was slapped away. Jian Yuheng untied his tie, helped him to rearrange his collar, grabbed the tie, turned it with his fingers, and tied it into a neat knot for him again.
"Helping the leader to tidy up his appearance is a basic skill for a secretary." Jian Yuheng lowered his voice and said mockingly.
"You did a great job." Song Ruochen said.
Jian Yuheng: “Dish”
But after he tidied it up like this, his secretary looked cleaner and prettier.
How come she is your little secretary?
Xiao Shi is mine, so why can’t he be my little secretary?
Xiao Chou, advanced Xiao Chou.
Jian Feng on the side asked: "Quiet noise?"
Jian Yuheng: "Shut up, it's just a whisper from a human-machine."
Jian Feng: “…”
Song Ruochen's fingertips gently pinched the knot of Jian Yuheng's tie. When Jian Yuheng slightly tightened his tie just now, the gland behind his neck was lightly pressed by the tie, and the wound that had not yet completely healed after the acupuncture felt sore and soft.
He looked at himself in the mirror and his cheeks turned a little red.
Jian Yuheng... is quite good at tying a tie, more versatile than his secretary.
Then he saw in the corner, Yan Ci grabbed Meng Yumian's shoulders and shook her hard after she came back.
Yan Ci: “Oh oh oh.”
Meng Yumian: “Hahaha.”
Song Ruochen: “?”
Why are these two becoming more and more crazy?
"Come here, Secretary Song, please look here," said the photographer.
Acting a little restrained in front of acquaintances, Song Ruochen could only smile at the camera in a cool and lively manner: "0vo"
Jian Yuheng turned his head and met Yan Ci's encouraging gaze.
Jian Yuheng: “Yeah.”
-
In the evening, at the A City E-sports Center, Song Ruochen pushed Meng Yumian into the venue, and Yan Ci went backstage with the staff to prepare.
"By the way, Grape," Meng Yumian said, "We ran into a colleague of Dazao's named Zou Renhang when we were leaving yesterday. He was very nice to us and even drove us for a while."
Song Ruochen: “?”
Sure enough, just like in the book, this guy had already started to contact Yan Ci and had a good relationship with Yan Ci.
The protagonist of the original book did not have many friends, and regarded Zou Renhang, who spoke a lot like him, as a good friend. He confided a lot of his own affairs to him. However, he was stabbed in the back by the other party and was regarded as a stepping stone to win the award.
"Those who deceive others will always be deceived by others," said Song Ruochen.
"Secretary Song, I'm going to go out and take a call," Maoguai said, "You just sit here."
Song Ruochen: "I push you there?"
"No need." Maoguai shook his head. "I'm scared to death when Secretary Song is doing this."
Song Ruochen: "0.o?"
Meng Yumian ran away dragging her wheelchair.
There was still half an hour before the game started. Song Ruochen arrived too early and felt bored, so he decided to talk to Jian Yuheng.
[Song Ruochen]: Brother Zha, what are you doing?
[Jian Yuheng]: I just finished dinner and am taking a walk. [Picture]
[Jian Yuheng]: I had steak, pasta, roast chicken, and toast.
[Song Ruochen]: Have you finished eating?
[Jian Yuheng]: Next time the company can have a dinner here.
[Song Ruochen]: I'm free right now, I want to give you a try at the flashback training. Have you memorized all the commands?
[Jian Yuheng]: I have a very good memory. :)
[Song Ruochen]: Ready go.
【Ding Dong.】
Jian Yuheng stood still and retreated back to the lake.
Jian Yuheng: “:)”
[Ding——Dang——]
Jian Yuheng stepped back again.
【Ding ding dong.】
Jian Yuheng picked up a pebble from the lakeside and tossed it for fun.
Sure enough, he stepped back a certain distance with the pebble still in his hand until about 30 seconds later, when it slowly disappeared.
[Jian Yuheng]: I kind of like this “Ding Ding Dong”.
[Jian Yuheng]: I want to try a few more times.
[Song Ruochen]: Good.
[Song Ruochen]: No problem. I'm just free. I'll let you try it and you can enjoy it. I'll stop only when you tell me to.
Jian Yuheng picked up a small branch and appeared in another place with it.
Jian Yuheng: “:)”
I'm so cool, like I can cast spells.
He dropped the branch and picked up a kitten.
Meow, the kitten calls softly.
【Ding ding dong.】
Jian Yuheng looked at his empty hands. Well, it seems that living things cannot be carried.
【Ding Ding Dong】
Jian Yuheng once again lifted a huge stone in front of the horrified eyes of the people around him, but this time he failed to carry it with him.
It seems that the items brought back need to be inanimate and have a weight limit.
Song Ruochen was so cute playing with him. He smiled, picked up a pebble from his feet and raised his head.
Jian Yuheng: “?”
Eh, is it so far from the park?
[Jian Yuheng]: Wait...
【Ding Ding Dong】
Western restaurant, cashier counter.
"Mr. Jian, the payment method is still the same, right? I'll swipe your black card." The waiter took the card with a gentle smile on his face.
"Bang!" a pebble fell into the waiter's hand.
Waiter: “……?”
Jian Yuheng: “…” Help.