Chapter 73 Song Ruochen seems to know him well

A domineering alpha smiled reservedly——

:3

The crazy version of Song Ruochen is a hooligan, the sober version of Song Ruochen is shy, and the tipsy version makes his heart beat faster.

Most people understand these test points on their own, so why doesn't Song Ruochen know them?

I don’t know how to teach it, but it’s easy for Song Ruochen to understand.

He could only buy a few more versions of reference books, as he really wanted Song Ruochen to get the certificate.

Jian Yuheng went around to the other side and opened the car door for someone.

"Mr. Song, get off the car first." Jian Yuheng said.

"Raise Xiao Jian's salary immediately." Song Ruochen said with satisfaction.

The grape vines entangled Jian Yuheng's arms. The secretary's cheeks were slightly red and there was a faint smell of wine on her body.

Why didn’t I notice before that Wine Grape was so well behaved, just leaning against him without moving, so cute, and kept looking at... the car... behind him?

"Second Young Master, this car is so cool." Song Ruochen said enviously.

Whenever he saw a car with this kind of modification on the road, he would run after it.

Jian Yuheng turned around and found that it was Jia San who lived next door who came back. They had been to the auction together before.

"Hey, Jian Er, long time no see." Young Master Jia San greeted, "Is this... Secretary Song? Secretary Song, are you here to do your work?"

"Privately." Song Ruochen (drunk version) said.

Jia Sanshao: "..."

Jia San Shao: "Jian Er, you are very good."

When Jian Er just returned to China, the news spread throughout their circle that Jian Er was bound to seize Jian Yi's business.

After waiting for several months, Jian Yuheng snatched the position of... Jian Yi's secretary?

Song Ruochen was still looking at Young Master Jia's car. This modification was so cool.

"Secretary Song likes it? You have a good eye." Young Master Jia San asked, "Do you want me to take Secretary Song for a tour?"

"No need." Jian Yuheng refused, "He's a little drunk, I'll take him home."

Jian Yuheng held Song Ruochen's hand and walked to the front door. Just as he was about to open the door,

【Ding Dong.】

"Take a walk?" asked Young Master Jia.

Jian Yuheng: “No need.”

【Ding Dong】

Jia San Shao: "Circle?"

【Ding Dong Ding Dong Ding Dong】

Jia San Shao: "Circle, circle, circle, circle?"

Jian Yuheng: “…”

At 11 p.m., Jian Yuheng and Song Ruochen sat in Master Jia's convertible and drove around the villa area.

Song Ruochen:::)

Jian Yuheng: “:(”

So crazy.

I was forced to join without having fought.

Jia San was quite happy.

"Secretary Song is someone who knows cars." Jia San said, "Hahahaha, I haven't been this crazy in a long time."

Half an hour later, Jian Yuheng took Song Ruochen home, and this time there was no setback.

After being blown by the cold wind for half an hour, Song Ruochen's mind became much clearer.

Jian Yuheng opened the door generously and walked in with his secretary in his arms: "Don't be polite, just like you are at home."

Song Ruochen: “?!”

"Ah, don't..." Song Ruochen quickly raised his hand and put his index finger on Jian Yuheng's lips, signaling him to be quiet.

【Identified "Just like at home" as "my home". 】

[We are selling furniture to redeem the debt incurred by Song Ruochen during his exam period. 】

Bang! The TV and sofa in Jian Yuheng's living room were gone.

[Hiccup~]

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Song Ruochen: “…”

Well, now it is exactly like his house.

"Your family...is it in this situation with nothing now?" Jian Yuheng's mouth twitched.

When other people are in love, they hug and kiss each other, but when I am in love with Song Ruochen, I have new ways of doing things every day.

But it's fresh, and he likes freshness.

"It's okay, I just changed it to a new one." Jian Yuheng said, "Don't sell the refrigerator, keep it for your snacks."

【Zha is really rich. 】

"Are you sober?" Jian Yuheng asked.

Song Ruochen didn't drink much and was already half sober. He remembered the "bad thing" he had just done and felt a little embarrassed.

"Not awake," he said.

It's all the wine's fault.

"What are you drinking? What kind of wine is so delicious?" Jian Yuheng asked him.

Song Ruochen had no recollection of the wine that Mao Guai ordered, but he said, "I remember the print on the bottle. Next time I will be able to recognize it among the other wines. I'll let you try it then."

Just as he finished speaking, he was pushed by Jian Yuheng, and his back was against the wall of the entrance. Jian Yuheng placed his index finger and thumb on his cheeks and pinched them lightly, forcing him to open his mouth.

"No need to wait." He heard Jian Yuheng say.

The other party leaned over and kissed him. His soft mouth was pried open, and the alpha's almost aggressive kiss made his response insignificant.

His back was against the cold, hard wall, but his mouth was being kissed hotly by Jian Yuheng. His breathing became rapid. Song Ruochen raised his hand and pushed the alpha man who was approaching, but... he didn't push him.

"Jian Yuheng, you..." He turned his head to avoid it a little, but was pushed back again, "..."

They were so close that he could immediately feel the not-so-small changes in the other person's body.

Song Ruochen: “…”

Ah, this is it.

Jian Yuheng: “.”

Jian Yuheng let him go, tried to calm down for two seconds but failed, so he could only wave his hand and use seductive pheromones.

"Secretary Song." Jian Yuheng guided in a deep voice, "Friend, can you help me?"

Song Ruochen waved his hand and used a soothing pheromone: "No help, no help, no help."

"Seduction" and "caress" fought in mid-air.

Jian Yuheng: “…”

I can't stand it anymore.

Jian Yuheng (in violent state) picked up Song Ruochen and threw him on the sofa...there was no sofa left.

Jian Yuheng withdrew a domineering boss.

"That's it." Song Ruochen pointed to the table in the center, "Set up the table."

Song Ruochen sat at the table at the center island and rubbed the corners of his mouth that were sore from being kissed.

He just sat there, with one hand on the table, his hair disheveled, his collar slightly open, and a smudge of red on his lips, which was more captivating than any pheromone-induced seduction skills.

As if by magic, Jian Yuheng gently took his hand.

Song Ruochen's eyes dodged, but his claws did not dodge.

…

【2000 years later】

【Turn on! 】

Song Ruochen rubbed his sore wrist: ":("

Tired.

"Here's a plum lollipop for you." Jian Yuheng peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed a candy into his mouth.

Song Ruochen: “:Q”

It's sour, but it's delicious.

In the Abo world, even lollipops are delicious.

On the only remaining coffee table in the living room were placed a few novels that Jian Yuheng brought back from the company.

Song Ruochen took a shower, put on Jian Yuheng's pajamas, and lay on the bed reading a novel.

Jian Yuheng sat on the edge of the bed, replying to work messages with one hand and resting the other hand on his back, stroking him along the spine.

"When you first met me, were you a little afraid of me?" Jian Yuheng asked.

"It is said that the Second Young Master is very fierce." Song Ruochen said, "As soon as he returned to the company, he wanted to take back everything that belonged to you."

Song Ruochen: "And you are very fierce. When you were very young, you went abroad to study. Someone scribbled on your books and bullied you. You beat him up so much that he never dared to do that again."

Jian Yuheng: “Haha…?”

That's true.

But how did Song Ruochen know?

Yan Ci said this? Did his brother still talk to Yan Ci about this?

Why did he inexplicably feel that Song Ruochen understood him very well, a kind of... quite thorough understanding?

"I'm sleepy." Song Ruochen was knocked unconscious.

"Your phone is back." Jian Yuheng put down Song Ruochen's charged phone, "The phone case was given to you by kidnapper A."

"It's pretty good looking." Song Ruochen said, "Oh, yes, Brother Jian, I'll go to the company with you tomorrow."

"So diligent?" Jian Yuheng asked.

"I'm going to start planning my super press conference." Song Ruochen said.

-

The next day, at Xiaoshi Group, the secretary of the perfect president who had disappeared for several days returned to work.

Secretary Song was wearing a clean and neat white shirt with the collar buttons buttoned tightly. A white bandage could be vaguely seen around his neck.

"Morning." Song Ruochen, wearing Jian Yuheng's suit jacket, greeted him, "Morning, morning, morning."

"Good afternoon." The omega girl at the front desk waved.

Song Ruochen clicked a button and went directly to the restaurant, had lunch, and followed the eldest master to attend the company's general meeting.

"In the first quarter, Xiaoshi Group's achievements in the cultural and entertainment industry far surpassed Nanshan," said Jian Yuheng. "Next, we will work hard to surpass Nanshan in the artificial intelligence products of our subsidiary Xiaoye."

"The planning of the product launch conference will be handed over to Secretary Song," Jian Yuheng said. "Assistant Gong will assist in the completion, and other departments will cooperate to prepare for product promotion."

"I object." Someone raised his hand, "I think Secretary Song is not suitable."

"Reason." Jian Feng asked.

[Advertising Department, Bai Geyi, Bai Cai's younger brother.]

[Because of his lack of ability, he is not included in the inner traitors and is not included in the kidnapping. 】

Song Ruochen: “…”

[He lacks the ability, but he has great ambition. Once Bai Cai leaves, he has been eager to take the position of Vice Director of the Advertising Department.]

"Secretary Song has been mostly doing the work of a general assistant," Bai Geyi said. "Everyone has his own expertise. He is the president's right-hand man, but he is not necessarily a qualified planning leader."

Jian Yuheng: “.”

No, no, you should construct the sentence like this.

He is neither the president's right-hand man nor a qualified planning leader.

"I think Secretary Song is a good person," said Jin, the head of Xiaoye's R&D team. "I think we can safely hand over our R&D work to Secretary Song."

Boom! There was a little thunder outside the window.

【……】

"This quarter, the short drama project under Secretary Song has brought huge profits to Xiao Shi." Director Chen said, "The management thinks that Secretary Song has the ability to do this, and he can also give the new product launch a try."

Jian Yuheng: “Yeah.”

"Second Young Master, please think twice." Bai Geyi said, "You can't hand over such a big project to Secretary Song just because of your relationship with him."

There was silence in the conference room.

"Do you think I got to the top because of my looks?" Song Ruochen asked.

Jian Yuheng: "I, I worked hard to get to the top by relying on my looks."

There were some snickerings among the management, and some murmurings, as they had a lively discussion.

"You may have made a mistake." Song Ruochen said, "Whether I have a good reputation or not, my rank is higher than yours, so what kind of job I take is none of your business."

"If you want something, you have to fight for it with your strength." Song Ruochen took a sip of tea and pointed out, "How can you improve yourself by belittling others? If you dream of becoming a president someday, will you say that our President Jian is unworthy of the position?"

Jian Feng: “Ah?”

Bai Geyi: "No, no, no, I don't dare."

"Why would we mess with him?" Assistant Gong said in a very low voice, and then he took a sip of tea calmly.

"Okay, it's settled." Jian Yuheng said, "Now let's discuss the business details of the press conference..."

Assistant Gong took out the document and said, "I think it's a good idea..."

【（garbled）】

[We Grape may not understand planning, but we Grape understand traffic, hahaha. 】

[What are you going to do with the quarterly press conference that you didn’t even have time to write about the original book? ]

【I checked the Internet and found that Nanyan’s annual press conferences are very formal and high-end.】

"Hey." Song Ruochen said, "I plan to borrow our path again to shoot a creative advertisement that can be displayed at the press conference."

After all, it is abstract and can hit everything.

-

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Secretary Song, who had been busy all day, sat comfortably in the office. He found a TV series from the ABO world as BGM, and then opened the "ABO Knowledge Encyclopedia".

[Jian Yuheng]: Putaochen, I’ll take you to eat grilled fish later.

[Song Ruochen]: Great!

Song Ruochen looked at two more questions.

[Assistant Gong]: Secretary Song, would you like to play tennis?

[Assistant Gong]: I can beat you easily.

[Song Ruochen]: You are dreaming.

Studying requires a combination of work and rest. It's time to relax.

Study for ten minutes and relax for an hour.

Song Ruochen went to find Assistant Gong.

"This macadamia nut is delicious." Assistant Gong handed him a bag. "Xiao Shi's new product launch conference, you, the black sheep, are working with me, the far-sighted eagle. What do you think about it now?"

Assistant Gong: "The planning team on the other side is very strong. It is said that they made up for all the shortcomings that might occur at the press conference."

"Then we are all insufficient." Song Ruochen said.

Gong Huo: “…”

"The second young master said that the technology launched by the R&D team this time has reduced product costs and can allow ordinary people to use Xiaoye's electronic products." Song Ruochen said, "Then I think if it is for ordinary people, it doesn't need to be too complicated. It should be so that everyone can understand it and enjoy watching it."

So let Lu Yunye shoot a short film.

"I'll listen to you." Gong Huo said, "What do you need my help with?"

Song Ruochen: "Play the role of cannon fodder in the control group."

Gong Huo: “…”

"Come and have a hearty tennis match with me," Assistant Gong said. "I want to show you who is the cannon fodder."

On the court, Assistant Gong served the ball, and it flew in the opposite direction of Song Ruochen.

【Ding Dong】

【Ding Dong】

After watching the trajectory several times, Song Ruochen made a precise shot and slapped the ball hit by Assistant Gong away with ease.

【Handsome death.】

[In the eyes of others, you are the God of Tennis. 】

Downstairs, it was almost time to get off work. Jian Yuheng was humming a song by an alpha boy band while tidying up his desk.

He pulled out a piece of handwritten paper from Song Ruochen from the drawer.

What?

"Without destroying world peace, can Song Ruochen help Jian Yuheng recover?" Jian Yuheng read.

After reading it, Jian Yuheng smiled. He would not have any possessiveness towards Song Ruochen's little toys.

It's not a necessary situation, Song Ruochen can just play by himself, don't worry about him.

The replay gave him the opportunity to replay his life at any moment. How could it be considered a disturbance?

He tore up the document and threw it into the trash can.

Okay, it's time to go upstairs to find Song Ruochen. Song Ruochen, who was caught by him to help last night, was so cute. She had her eyes closed, but she secretly opened them to look at him, and then closed them again in the end.

Being in love with Song Ruochen really makes me feel happy, 100 points.

【Ding Dong.】

Jian Yuheng: “?”

The torn grape promise book appeared in his hands again.

What are you doing? Jian Yuheng tore off the small note again.

【Ding Dong.】

The promise book is back.

Hey, it can’t be torn off.

What? Do you want him to carry it on his back?

Jian Yuheng pulled and threw it.

This time it was good, Song Ruochen probably caught the ball. He stood up and walked out of the office.

【Ding Dong.】

Jian Juheng returned to his seat.

It seems that Song Ruochen is trying to catch a new ball again.

After two or three times, Jian Yuheng figured out the pattern and sped up.

【Ding Dong.】

This time he went back to the staircase entrance from the stairs.

Jian Yuheng: “:)”

As long as there is progress, and the pace is fast enough, there is hope.

Watch him operate.

In the evening, Jian Feng walked into the company's monitoring room and glanced at the surveillance camera out of habit.

The traitors have just been eliminated, and Xiao Shi has been exceptionally peaceful recently.

Whoosh——

Jian Feng: “?”

Stair climbing brother?