Chapter 61 Don’t You Want to Date Me?

Song Ruochen watched Jian Feng take out his cell phone and turn on... recording.

Song Ruochen: “?”

No, Master Yi, your side job is being a journalist.

[It seems like you have been used as a tool. ]

【It's really a changing world. 】

While he was shocked, Jian Yuheng quickly sat down in the empty seat next to him, blocking his hope of returning to the date grape area.

Song Ruochen: "Yes..."

Jian Yuheng put out a chocolate crispy cake and said, "My moves just now were very smooth, and I didn't leave you a chance to return to land. If you return, we will have to start the demonstration from the beginning again."

That makes sense, Song Ruochen thought.

[Don't be so easily convinced. 】

"Does your friend want one?" Jian Yuheng produced another one.

【Thank you for the hospitality! 】

"You can eat cake?" Song Ruochen was shocked.

【Pick it up and give it to the boss to eat! 】

"Okay, students, sir..." Doctor Yuan Zhong said on the stage, "Next, we will demonstrate how to deal with the alpha's susceptible period in an emergency."

Doctor Yuan Zhong: "Let's start pumping..."

"Teacher." Song Ruochen raised his hand, "I think we should give a chance to the student who raised his hand most actively just now."

Bai Cai’s face turned pale.

"Okay then." Doctor Yuan said, "This one, Deputy Director Bai, you come on."

Bai Cai: “…”

"AOs have different physical qualities, and their aggressiveness and danger are also different," said Dr. Yuan. "So, the treatment methods are also different."

Doctor Yuan: "Under normal circumstances, it is sufficient to isolate the alpha from the crowd."

"Teacher." Song Ruochen raised his hand. "Usually, the situations are in the book. I want to see the extreme situations."

Bai Cai: "You..."

"Yes, in extreme cases, the insane alpha may need to be beaten to wake him up, and then injected with inhibitors after he regains his sanity." Doctor Yuan said, "Does anyone want to cooperate with Deputy Director Bai?"

All the employees in the advertising department raised their hands.

"Vice Director Cai," Song Ruochen said, "you are quite popular."

Bai Cai's face turned red with anger.

Jian Yuheng leaned back in his chair leisurely, watching the secretary pecking at people.

Because of the hugging during the rehearsal, there were still many people in the conference room peeking at them. Song Ruochen obviously felt it, he sat straighter than usual and ate more politely than usual.

Fearing that Bai Cai would be beaten to death, Doctor Yuan called the seemingly harmless Meng Yumian to demonstrate.

Meng Yumian pushed the wheelchair and hit Bai Cai.

"Bad boy." Song Ruochen nudged Jian Yuheng with his arm, "I have an idea. Can we invent inhibitor boxing gloves? A punch will have both a critical hit and an inhibitory effect. There are also inhibitor collars. Crazy A can bite down on them and wake them up immediately."

"You are a secretary," Jian Yuheng said, "so don't take on the job of the Minister of Justice."

"Is it true that no one is doing this?" Song Ruochen said, "I, Song Ruochen, can invest in this project."

【It will take 3 minutes for the rollback card pack to be credited. 】

"Boss Jian." Song Ruochen turned around, "Turn off the live broadcast."

Jian Feng: “Oh, okay.”

"By the way." Song Ruochen leaned close to Jian Yuheng's ear and whispered, "How are you going to deal with Bai Cai?"

"Just recently." said Jian Yuheng.

Song Ruochen has been quite happy to talk to Jian Yuheng recently. This A is much taller than him, but he would nod his head when talking. He doesn't use many professional terms like "quack quack" when speaking, so anyone with ears can understand.

"Xiao Shi will severely punish the benefactor who stole Secretary Song's plan." Jian Yuheng said.

Song Ruochen: "Benefactor?"

"Enemy, Secretary Song heard it wrong." Jian Yuheng said.

When did the Second Young Master learn the skill of talking nonsense?

Song Ruochen's gaze flickered and stopped at the slightly moving Adam's apple on the alpha's neck.

The mottled light and shadow of the setting sun shone through the window onto Jian Yuheng's body.

I'm thirsty. It's time to drink some water.

There happened to be a glass of water in front of Song Ruochen that Jian Feng had just poured for him, so he reached out and took it.

My goodness, it's boiling water. Jane doesn't pour water, so don't pour it.

His hand trembled and a drop of water fell on the back of his hand, burning it red.

【Ding Dong.】

Three seconds ago.

Doctor Song cured himself.

As soon as he put his paw back on the table, Jian Yuheng grabbed his wrist. Jian Yuheng grabbed his hand, placed it on his leg, and rubbed it gently with his thumb.

Song Ruochen: “…”

What is this? Is this also the possessiveness of the alpha after the temporary marking?

Then press it, it’s quite comfortable.

"Okay, everyone." Doctor Yuan Zhong pushed the battered Bai Cai aside, "This is the end of our staff training this year."

Song Ruochen quickly withdrew his hand.

It's time to go home after get off work.

He returned home happily with the employee training package, took a shower as usual, and lay on the sofa watching TV with a lollipop in his mouth.

My body is tired, but my mind is clear.

Well, the night is quite long. Why didn’t I realize that Secretary Song’s house is so big before?

So boring.

When he was in City O, he was traveling on business while having fun. Whenever he had free time in the evening, he would stroll around the scenic spots near the hotel, and Jian Yuheng would go with him.

He curled up on the sofa, and the place where the temporary mark was left on the gland behind his neck felt like a tiny electric current was passing through it, which made him feel unbearable.

Oops, he seems to be unable to adapt to the transition from a lively night for two to a night alone.

At this point, if they were in City O, he and Jian Yuheng would probably be buying grilled mushrooms at the snack stand downstairs.

Song Ruochen: "Hey."

Forget it, TV is boring, I might as well go to sleep.

The phone screen on the coffee table lit up.

[Jian Yuheng]: Reporting: Silky Swimming for 30 minutes (no repetition).

[Song Ruochen]: OK.

[Jian Yuheng]: [Photo]

What? Swimsuit?

Song Ruochen clicked on the picture.

Ah, so disappointed, it's a swimming ring.

Wait, what am I disappointed about?

[Song Ruochen]: Forward this swimming ring, and your future life will be as easy as that of the Second Young Master.

[Jian Yuheng]: …

[Jian Yuheng]: Secretary Song, do you want to learn how to swim?

Song Ruochen had thought about it a little, but he had never gone.

[Jian Yuheng]: I have a swimming pool and a swimming ring here.

[Jian Yuheng]: And the swimming coach. [Photo]

A photo of a swimsuit suddenly entered Song Ruochen's sight.

I give up. This guy has laid out so much just for this picture.

She has a great figure, long limbs, well-proportioned muscles, especially her abdominal muscles, which have a nice shape. Her swimming trunks are black.

[Jian Yuheng]: I guarantee you’ll learn it until you learn it.

[Jian Yuheng]: Do you want to come and play?

Song Ruochen: “…”

[Song Ruochen]: Let’s talk about it when we have time.

[Jian Yuheng]: Doesn’t that mean Secretary Song is going to live in the pool?

[Song Ruochen]: Mr. Er, I have devoted myself to the company.

Song Ruochen exited the chat.

I've been quite busy lately... I have to participate in a group exhibition and also deal with the traitor. I'll learn to swim after I'm done with all that work.

Yes, just learning to swim.

It is reasonable and necessary for a boss to teach employees how to do things.

Song Ruochen lay on the sofa, and the temporary mark behind his neck began to make its presence felt again.

Really... I can't sleep anymore.

-

Song Ruochen is really busy.

Mao Zao Pu Tao Studio used the 3 million starting funds from Maoguai's Weibo account, recruited a rough team, and used an extremely simple mechanism to make a stupid little game to kill time.

After discussing with Maoguaidazao, Song Ruochen gave up the traditional game distribution channels and promoted the game mini-program through group chat.

Soon, after finishing all these, the day of the joint exhibition arrived.

As the secretary to the president, Song Ruochen attended the joint exhibition together with Jian Yuheng and Jian Feng.

City A attached great importance to this exhibition and built a large venue to accommodate many first-tier companies from all over the country.

The exhibition site was divided into two parts: the conference hall and the exhibition hall. Jian Feng went to the exhibition hall, while Song Ruochen took Jian Yuheng to the conference hall.

Song Ruochen: “?”

Song Ruochen retreated behind Jian Yuheng.

"Sorry." Song Ruochen said, "I was too aggressive."

"Mr. Song, are you still embarrassed?" Jian Yuheng straightened his tie.

Today, A was dressed in a suit and had a strong aura. Along the way, many reporters' cameras glanced at him. Jian Yuheng smiled and nodded calmly.

"You sit down first." Jian Yuheng pulled out a stool. "I'm going to try out the equipment that will be demonstrated later."

Song Ruochen: "Okay."

He sat quietly, cosplaying as the original Secretary Song, until he heard a man shouting beside him.

"What's in the report?" the man was furious. "I pay you, not to raise a bunch of rubbish. I'll give you five minutes to revise it. Help me pick up the kids, deliver documents, check finances, monitor human resources, plan itineraries, and book flights."

Song Ruochen: "How pitiful! You have incomplete limbs."

Tong Hao: “?”

"What does it have to do with you if I teach our Nanzhe secretary a lesson?" Tong Hao said.

Only then did Song Ruochen look up at the two people beside him.

"This is Nan Yan's job." The person being taught said, "It is my honor that the leader is willing to teach me. It has nothing to do with Secretary Song."

"Please do as you wish." Song Ruochen said.

The working environment in Nanyan is too unfriendly to secretaries.

In comparison, the Second Young Master is really good to him.

Tong Hao scolded for another half minute, leaving five people with work to do, then glared at Song Ruochen and left in a hurry.

"Why is he glaring at me?" Song Ruochen asked, "Is my plan not working well for him?"

【……】

"Everyone in the industry says that Secretary Song is very capable." Secretary Li from Nanxun spoke up, "I don't think I can see where he is so strong."

"Then you are not in the industry." Song Ruochen said, "You are not professional."

Secretary Li: “…”

The presidents and secretaries of the two major Internet companies met and started communicating, and many reporters turned their cameras to this side.

"We are all tools, Secretary Song, don't be too proud." Secretary Li said, "In my opinion, Secretary Song hasn't completed any projects in these years. In my opinion, Secretary Song, you are not worthy of the title."

"Yeah." Song Ruochen said, "You don't even have a name, you must be jealous."

Secretary Li: “…”

He is indeed jealous.

During this period, the reputation of Secretary Song of Xiaoshi Group became more and more popular on the Internet.

Song Ruochen is just a secretary, a consumable of the company, and a tool under the boss. How can his reputation surpass that of the boss?

"I have a project." Song Ruochen said.

"Secretary Song's level." Secretary Li sneered, "I can't compliment you."

That advertising plan almost killed them, Nanzhao.

How good can a TV series directed by Song Ruochen be?

Song Ruochen was playing with Jian Yuheng's brand name on the table and ignored him.

"Second Young Master." The staff of the joint exhibition guided Jian Yuheng over, "Your seat is here."

The staff member placed a name tag with "President's Secretary Song Ruochen" on the work desk with its own shorthand computer. "Secretary Song, your seat is here."

Secretary Li scoffed.

Xiao Shi's secretary is so unprofessional that he even sits in the wrong seat.

"It's okay." Jian Yuheng said, "No need to change, I'll sit next to you."

Secretary Li: “?”

"Give me green tea and give Secretary Song a glass of warm water." Jian Yuheng said to the staff.

"Okay, Second Master." said the staff member.

Jian Yuheng sat down at the secretary's seat, turned on his computer, and wrote a few sentences of the meeting report.

"Second Young Master." Song Ruochen said, "Leave some life."

He can't even find any fake work to do even if he's slacking off now.

Jian Yuheng: "I'll leave you a layout. You seem to be very good at this."

Song Ruochen: “…”

"Xiaolu's short play will be online tomorrow." Jian Yuheng said, "I just contacted a friendly company, and they want to see the number of views for product placement."

"Only three," Song Ruochen said, "first come, first served."

Secretary Li next to him sneered and said, "It's first come, first served."

The screen of the mobile phone in his hand lit up, and Mr. Tong sent a message.

[Tong Hao]: Stare at Jian Yuheng and Song Ruochen and listen to what they are discussing.

[Tong Hao]: Pay close attention to your competitors and don’t just sit there and do nothing.

"Secretary Song, are you free this weekend?" Jian Yuheng asked while typing.

Song Ruochen lowered his head: "No..."

"Then when will Secretary Song be free?" Jian Yuheng asked.

Song Ruochen: "When you...are not free."

Jian Yuheng smiled happily.

"Really?" Jian Yuheng said, "Secretary Song really doesn't want to date me?"