Chapter 54 Is there anything you can't handle?
[Jian Yuheng]:
[Jian Yuheng]: I appeared in the crowded park holding a pillow, shattering the peaceful dream in the early morning.
Song Ruochen: “?”
You are a pretty literary villain.
[Jian Yuheng]: Are you asleep? As the culprit, can you sleep?
[Song Ruochen]: So early... Is the evil young master going for morning exercise?
[Jian Yuheng]: You usually call him “evil young master”, not because of the accent, right?
[Song Ruochen] withdrew a message.
[Jian Yuheng]: I have persisted for nearly twenty years, and recently I persisted in climbing the stairs for more than three months.
[Jian Yuheng]: It's good for your body and figure.
Song Ruochen: “…”
shut up.
When he heard about good body, he thought of the fierce alpha who came to him to ask for love debt in his dream last night. The quality was very good and very strong. He couldn't even kick her.
After waking up, he found that he had kicked away the grape pillow given by Date, and the pillow given by Sulley was lying obediently on the bed.
Grape pillow: "0.0..."
[Song Ruochen]: Second Master, I'm going to sleep. See you later.
[Jian Yuheng]: Well, go to sleep.
At Song Ruochen's age, he is best at falling asleep as soon as he lies down. He closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
In the park, Jian Yuheng walked into the grove holding a pillow amidst the strange gazes of uncles and aunts. He came out only after the pillow disappeared and joined the large group of people jogging in the morning.
Song Ruochen just doesn't want to marry any alpha, she didn't say she doesn't want to marry him.
AO: You will get married eventually. If you stay competitive, you will always have a chance.
Jian Yuheng showed an optimistic smile.
Two hours later, a business car bound for the airport picked up Jian Yuheng and Song Ruochen one after another and sped away.
"Paper-wrapped yakiniku, fried dumplings, and soy milk." Jian Yuheng handed over breakfast. "The yakiniku is stuffed with pine nut roast duck. The fragrance of the pine nuts is wrapped in the crispy aroma of the roast duck."
"Eat, Secretary Song," Jian Yuheng said. "Ensuring the survival of the secretary is one of the basic jobs of the president. Secretary Song is also the face of Xiao Shi. If you eat and drink enough, we at Xiao Shi will have more face."
"Then I'll just eat one." Song Ruochen said.
People say it's for survival.
Being around a villain is both dangerous and fascinating.
After eating and drinking, Song Ruochen wiped his hands and began to perform his duties as a secretary. He turned on the computer and reported the week's news to Jian Yuheng.
"Several hot air balloons with the theme of love between President Xiao Shi and his wife suddenly appeared in the suburbs of City A, and netizens took photos and checked in." Song Ruochen read, "?"
This city will sooner or later become a city of pain.
"The advertising promotion model of Nanzhai Group at the New Year's Day gala yesterday was accused of being out of touch with reality?" Song Ruochen read, "Hahaha, how weird is that? Let me see."
Song Ruochen clicked on the video.
【Hahahaha, I came here to have some fun too. 】
【……】
【@Song Ruochen, don't read it, it's a malicious comment. 】
Song Ruochen: “…”
The home brand bed was moved under the stage, the best-selling quilt was hung in the air, the dim lights created a warm atmosphere, the TV screen turned on and off to reflect the quality of the home appliances, the BGM used the cool engine sound of the brand's vehicles, supplemented by ethereal special effects, and the ground was covered with red candy wrappers of snacks to reflect the excellent sales.
Isn't this the perfect solution he came up with after staying up late?
Just let him steal it without changing anything?!
Bai Cai you dog.
"It's okay... These editors love to write random, tasteless things." Jian Yuheng saw that he was depressed, and he consoled him against his conscience, "Excellent art is usually ahead of its time, and the general public may not be able to appreciate it."
There was a rumble and several thunders outside the window.
Jian Yuheng: “?”
Is it the season now? Are you so angry?
Speaking of which, when Secretary Song does things, even his own people are terrified, and there is a kind of beauty that does not distinguish between friend and foe.
"It's okay, Second Boss." Song Ruochen said, "I don't have any creative bottleneck. Please give me the next project of the advertising department."
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Nonono.
You're still lazy.
Outsourcing more and creating employment opportunities is also a great achievement.
Rumble! The thunder outside the car window continued to roar stubbornly.
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Some people in the Nanzhai Group are plotting loudly.
President Tong Hao was furious.
"What's up with this advertising plan?" Tong Hao asked angrily. "What happened to the promise of crushing Xiao Shi?"
"This plan... Mr. Tong," the subordinate said, "has indeed surpassed the human brain in terms of creativity."
Tong Hao: “…”
"Boss Tong, calm down." Subordinate No. 2 said, "This time we got the plan that Xiao Shi was going to put into use tomorrow night. After we got there first, they should have to change the plan."
"Is this the plan Xiao Shi prepared?" Tong Hao pondered, "Who is the author of this idea that aims to kill people?"
"Song Ruochen, the secretary of Xiao Shi's president," the subordinate said, "it is not our responsibility to issue a statement condemning Xiao Shi's proposal as rubbish."
Tong Hao: “…”
This is rubbish. No one asked you to treat it as a treasure and put it on the table.
They stole it with great difficulty and effort, treating it like a treasure. If you say it's not good after using it, you can't return it.
"Forget it." Tong Hao said, "Let Bai Cai continue to keep an eye on it. Don't let it get exposed. From now on, we in Nanzhe won't want anything produced by Secretary Song."
No dogs.
Tong Hao: "Also keep an eye on Bai Cai to prevent him from having second thoughts, um, third thoughts."
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The plane landed in City O, and the system that reconnected to the network reported the news to Song Ruochen:
[Little Grape, Xiao Shi's career luck has improved inexplicably. ]
【It will take 20 minutes for the coin purse to be credited to your account.】
Song Ruochen, who did nothing, asked: "?"
[Choosing the right person is more important than hard work. Xiao Shi having Secretary Song is like the sky having a tractor. ]
Song Ruochen raised his hands and knocked on his head, trying to hit the system hard.
Just then, Jian Yuheng turned around and saw this scene.
"Secretary Song, are you making a heart shape with me?" Jian Yuheng curled his lips slightly.
Song Ruochen: "Sir, don't talk nonsense."
Evil young master: “…”
"I'd never compete with him in anything else." Song Ruochen said to the system.
【（Mantoubao.jpg）Do you want to compare the size? 】
"Ahhhhh." Song Ruochen made another crazy "heart" gesture.
Jian Yuheng pushed two suitcases, one large and one small, and led Song Ruochen into the car.
O City is in the south, where the temperature is high. Song Ruochen took off the white down jacket bought by Dazao, revealing the cool black sweater and silver cool sweater chain bought by Maoguai.
Jian Yuheng glanced again and again until his eye sockets got sufficient exercise.
"Xiao Jian." Song Ruochen raised his chin slightly, "Let's talk about the O City branch."
Jian Yuheng: “Okay.”
Jian Yuheng: “……?”
This must be an illusion. Has he become more and more crazy recently?
"The branch in City O was established later, and the overall atmosphere is relatively young. Compared with the head office in City A and the branch in City B, the management is not too old." Jian Yuheng said, "The advantage is that they have many ideas and strong execution capabilities. The disadvantage is that they are not close to the head office and tend to act on their own on projects."
"I understand." Song Ruochen said, "A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger."
"Your pronunciation of '新生' is wrong, right?" Jian Yuheng said.
【Eyes shift and whistle.jpg】
"This company was previously managed by Xiang Cai, whose ideas were rather old-fashioned, and he made one or two wrong decisions," Jian Yuheng said. "So now a small number of employees in the O City branch think that they should listen to the opinions of the head office, while some employees..."
"Is the situation at the head office turning from gray to black?" Secretary Song commented sharply.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
"The head office is also dissatisfied with Xiang Cai. I came here to take control of many projects of the branch company." Jian Yuheng said, "Xiang Cai also noticed the dissatisfaction of the management and planned to unite with Nan Yan."
Jian Yuheng explained it in great detail and Song Ruochen understood it.
"Feel free to fly, Second Young Master." Song Ruochen said, "I will do my best to escort you."
Jian Yuheng: “…”
hiss.
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The business car was parked downstairs of the hotel. Jian Yuheng pushed two suitcases and Song Ruochen all the way to the top floor of the hotel.
"Go back to your room and rest for a while." Jian Yuheng said, "The branch office has an exhibition tonight, and we just happened to go and see the results. There will be ice cream at the exhibition."
Song Ruochen: "Okay, Second Young Master."
He is going to change into Secretary Song's original skin.
He dragged his suitcase, pushed open the door, and was about to close it when Jian Yuheng took a step forward and slipped in through the gap in the door.
Song Ruochen: "0.o?"
"A uses inhibitors, sell me one." Jian Yuheng said.
"Okay, it's free." Song Ruochen generously opened his cool black sweater, "Second Young Master, pick one you like."
The package is well suppressed.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
The tall alpha squatted down and picked up the silver chain hanging on the edge of Song Ruochen's black cool pants with his fingertips, and a series of small bottles swayed.
A few months ago, he would never have thought that he would be grabbing an omega's waist chain to look for inhibitors.
Is this calm, peaceful madness contagious from person to person?
However, Song Ruochen was obediently holding the sweater in his mouth and playing with his mobile phone with both hands raised. He was really human in a rare way.
Jian Yuheng spent 2 minutes picking, but couldn't find a brand he was familiar with. Forget it, just pick any one, they're all inhibitors, so it doesn't matter which one you use.
He picked the one with the word alpha on it and took it off gently.
"Okay, see you later." Jian Yuheng said.
Song Ruochen, who was playing games, was still holding his clothes in his mouth: "Hmmmm."
"Don't get cold." Jian Yuheng pulled the clothes away from his mouth and pushed them back to him.
Jian Yuheng closed the door, and suddenly the words that Ms. Rong Xin had said echoed in his ears -
"Are you planning to live with a truckload of inhibitors?"
Just consider it as mom's blessing.
If I marry Song Ruochen, he will be like a carload of inhibitors.
The reaction during the susceptible period was not obvious yet, except that a faint hawthorn smell would occasionally leak out of his body. Jian Yuheng temporarily put the inhibitor back into his pocket.
Taking the medicine too early will affect the effect, so Jian Yuheng plans to wait until the hawthorns are in full bloom.
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In the next room, Song Ruochen's hand slipped, and the game character used a big move to smash the dates.
Maybe the alpha's hand was too strong or his waist was too sensitive, but when his clothes were pressed, his waist softened and his back hit the wall with a thud.
"Little Grape is awesome." Yan Ci said in the game voice, "Your ultimate move is only for me to admire."
"Big Grape, he is mocking you with evil intentions," Meng Yumian said.
"I didn't!" Yan Ci said, "Little Putao died at my feet. He trusted me."
"Stop making noise, stop making noise." Song Ruochen opened the microphone, "Hurry up, I want to lie down for a while after you finish."
"Does Grape live alone?" Meng Yumian asked.
Song Ruochen: “?”
What else?
There was a murmur of disappointment in the voice channel.
"I drew another picture." Meng Yumian said, "Come to the small window."
Yan Ci: “Hehehe, here I come.”
After finishing a game, Song Ruochen fell asleep to the sound of "Secretary Song's reputation - 1-1-1".
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At 7 p.m., Secretary Yuanpi Song and Jian Yuheng arrived at the exhibition site on time, led by the branch's general manager Chu Jiu.
"They prepared in a hurry this time, but fortunately they have taken care of all the details." Chu Jiu said, "I will accompany the Second Young Master to look around. If the Second Young Master finds any problems, he can tell me."
Chu Jiu was considered one of Jian Yuheng's own people. He took the two of them on a tour while introducing the people in the branch and provided a lot of information.
After visiting the exhibition, another senior executive from the branch came and started chatting with Jian Yuheng.
Song Ruochen took a moment to quietly leave and went to the second floor to look for the ice cream he had just seen.
He passed by the artificial intelligence booth and was attracted by the small robots on display.
"I need a money-making robot," Song Ruochen said, "the kind that spits out money when I write a number."
【Tame an ATM?】
Song Ruochen was about to continue talking nonsense to the system when he suddenly heard his own name.
Behind him, several branch employees were chatting——
"What a surprise! Mr. Jian is so young." An employee said, "What a handsome alpha! The person sent by the head office this time is not bad. Maybe he is more capable than the old one."
"Wow, really? Is the person Xiao Jian always brings along Secretary Song, Song Ruochen?" Employee 2 said, "He's very good-looking, and fits all my ideas of a cool beauty. Having a secretary like him should make the work more efficient."
"Hahaha, if I were Jian Yuheng, I would be so happy." Employee 3 said disrespectfully, "If I were him, I would just give instructions on work and play with the pretty secretary. Let the secretary do all the work, big or small. With Secretary Song's looks and figure, there are many ways to play with her. I want to..."
A few people laughed maliciously.
Song Ruochen: "0.o?"
Which placenta raised you?
"What are you thinking about?" Song Ruochen asked, "How do you play? Let me hear it too."
The laughter stopped, and the employee turned around in shock, only to find the person being talked about was standing right behind him.
"Song, Secretary Song..." The three employees lowered their heads in panic.
"Can't I listen?" Song Ruochen asked.
"Sorry, Secretary Song," the employee apologized, "He was just joking."
"If it's so funny, why don't you make fun of your parents?" Song Ruochen asked.
The third employee named Jia said, "I'm sorry, Secretary Song, I made a mistake."
His rank was far below Song Ruochen's, and he made such a joke just because he was dissatisfied with the fact that an omega could sit in such a high position.
But he had also completed a project, and Song Ruochen was just a secretary, so he couldn't do anything to him just because of a few words.
"You haven't learned how to speak human language, so why are you saying such inappropriate things?" Song Ruochen said.
Employee surnamed Jia: “…”
"Secretary Song, I'm still working..." Employee Jia looked a little embarrassed.
"Really? You're still working." Song Ruochen said loudly, "I thought you were going to be sterilized with the dog that peed everywhere, so you should seize the limited time to start your unlimited fantasies."
The employee surnamed Jia tried to defend himself: "I..."
Song Ruochen slammed the document board in his hand to the ground.
Song Ruochen: "Huh."
【Ding Dong.】
Song Ruochen slapped the document board in his hand on the face of employee Jia, and the advertising page about the branch company fell on him.
All eyes were cast over him, and the usually arrogant employee named Jia blushed.
"Are you enjoying it?" Song Ruochen asked coldly.
Song Ruochen turned around and left to find his own super large ice cream.
【It actually angered our little grape. 】
[You actually coveted our little grapes, a capital crime! 】
"That's right, and he actually dared to say that all the work, big or small, should be done by the secretary." Song Ruochen said, "Is he still a human being?"
【……】
He went downstairs with the ice cream in his hand. Jian Yuheng had just finished chatting with Chu Jiu.
"Don't worry, Mr. Jian," said Manager Chu, "I will fully support you in taking over the project."
Jian Yuheng: "Manager Chu is a wise man."
The phone screen lit up, and Chu Jiu lowered his head and glanced at the screen.
Chu Jiu: "..."
He glanced at Jian Yuheng, then at the seemingly quiet and obedient secretary beside Jian Yuheng, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.
"Then let's stop here today." Jian Yuheng said, "Please ask Manager Chu to notify all employees that all employees must be present at the meeting tomorrow afternoon. I will express my thoughts directly at the meeting."
"Okay." Manager Chu said.
"Let's go, Second Young Master." Song Ruochen finished his ice cream and said, "Let's go back."
"Okay." Jian Yuheng said.
Manager Chu frowned and stared at the two men's backs for a while. He felt that this situation could not be handled politely and he had to file a lawsuit.
When the suit version of Jian Yuheng left with the white shirt version of Secretary Song, they attracted a lot of attention in the hall.
Jian Yuheng was a little puzzled. He hadn't even started to make a big move yet, but how come the way these people looked at him changed from "dissatisfaction" and "disdain" to "a hint of respect and awe"?
What? Has anyone taken the lead in reorganizing the branch for him?
My cell phone vibrated. It was a message from Manager Chu.
[Manager Chu]: Gugugugugu (an exaggerated statement).
Jian Yuheng: “……?”
No wonder there was a brief pullback when he was drinking tea just now.
These people were more frightened than he thought. They didn't dare to vent their anger on him, so they went to his secretary.
[Jian Yuheng]: Got it. See you at the meeting tomorrow.
[Jian Yuheng]: The branch office has too many employees with different qualities and some have misconduct that may affect the image of Xiaoshi Company. We need to lay off one or two employees after the general staff meeting tomorrow.
[Jian Yuheng]: Please, Manager Chu, help me prepare for the funeral.
[Manager Chu]: …
[簡煜揩]：Aftermath: ）is also called aftermath.
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The hotel was not far from the venue, so Jian Yuheng chose to walk.
A and O walked out and gradually became A,,,,O.
Jian Yuheng: "...Song Ruochen, hurry up, there is a shop nearby that sells delicious small cakes."
OA and the other two walked forward quickly.
"Where?" Song Ruochen asked.
"We're almost there." Jian Yuheng led the group and found a small cake shop in the corner of the mall.
The store was about to close, and there was still a small cake left, which Jian Yuheng bought for Song Ruochen.
Song Ruochen: “：D”
Such a small cake, one in two bites, I wonder if it tastes good.
"Consider this your midnight snack tonight." Jian Yuheng said.
"Young Master, would you like to have a midnight snack?" Song Ruochen rarely showed any conscience.
The second young master refused to eat the cake, so he decided to go back and take some inhibitors, as his susceptible period was about to begin.
Song Ruochen has a genetic disease, and he cannot have any contact with Song Ruochen during his susceptible period.
"Then bye, Second Young Master." Song Ruochen returned to his room carrying the small cake.
Jian Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief, touched the inhibitor Song Ruochen had given him in his pocket, and calmed himself down. He leaned against the closed door, feeling the pheromones in his body gradually getting out of control.
A wave of irritability and anxiety washed over him, more intense than any previous bout of irritability.
The inhibitor was in his hand, but he didn't want to inject it at all. He just wanted to break into the next room, pull out the secretary, hold her in his arms, leave his scent on the other person, and make all those who coveted her go away.
Moving Hawthorn moved to the table and rolled up his sleeves.
Don't fight, there are fresh grapes next door.
Come on, what are you waiting for? This is the inhibitor sent by Grape.
"Stop making noise." Jian Yuheng said to the air.
He pushed open the cap of the suppressant and stabbed himself in the arm.
The pain brought back some of his consciousness. It was good that he didn't have the genetic disease. He could feel the heat in his body gradually fading away.
Those not-so-nice thoughts to an omega changed their appearance and hid themselves in his mind.
Jian Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Done.
Pressed down.
【Ding Dong】
Jian Yuheng (with smoke coming out of his head): “……?”
Back to the original file? Huh?
Jian Yuheng raised his hand and poured the inhibitor, then injected it into his arm again.
Jian Yuheng's temperature has dropped again.
【Ding Dong】
Jian Yuheng (heated version): “…”
He felt like certain cities at certain seasons, when the thermometer suddenly dropped to the bottom and then suddenly rose back up.
The large temperature difference between the two directions is beneficial to——
Stop!
Jian Yuheng (Flame Supreme Version) stood up unable to bear it any longer and used the spare room card to open the door of the next room.
At the dining table, Song Ruochen was staring at the small cake on the table with affection, and was startled by the alpha who came in.
Suddenly, the whole room was filled with the smell of hawthorn, which made him feel drunk.
"What's wrong?" Song Ruochen asked.
"Is there anything you can't handle?" Jian Yuheng picked the man up and scolded him.
"Uh..." Song Ruochen blinked twice and began to feel guilty.
"The cake you... gave me is delicious. I want to eat it twice." Song Ruochen said.
Jian Yuheng: “…”
Living dad.
"Eat quickly." Jian Yuheng said, "Eat it all at once."
Song Ruochen's eyes were confused for a moment, and he began to smell the hawthorn scent in the air.
Like Tom the cat sniffing out something, he moved closer to Jian Yuheng step by step.
"Song...Chen?" Jian Yuheng stretched out his arm and held down Song Ruochen who was sniffing around.
Song Ruochen: “0.0**”
Grape-flavored pheromones in the air +1% +5% +9%
"The special medicine can suppress his estrus period." Meng Yumian said that day, "But when encountering high-concentration and high-matching alpha pheromones, the special medicine will be ineffective."
Ah…ah?!
Jian Yuheng hurriedly took the inhibitor off Song Ruochen's waist. This is not it, and that is not it either.
Also, should I stab the hawthorn first, or the living father first? !
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