Chapter 80: Being Your Secretary

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Jian Yuheng's voice gradually faded.

"Where have you come back to?" Jian Yuheng asked.

"I don't know." Song Ruochen looked around, "I'll find out."

"Yan Ci, Xiaochen, eat this." Grandma enthusiastically turned the table and placed the blueberry yam in front of Song Ruochen and Yan Ci.

"Grandma is so nice!" said Yan Ci.

"Thank you." Song Ruochen nodded politely and took away a piece of blueberry yam.

Song Ruochen: “.”

Jian Yuheng kicked his calf.

"I don't like it." Song Ruochen said, "Please don't take the personal preferences of netizens to Secretary Song. I am a serious secretary."

The serious secretary picked up the serving chopsticks gracefully, picked up a piece of grilled fish for Yan Ci, weighed it, picked up a roasted chicken of similar weight and handed it to Meng Yumian.

[Our little grape has been forced to become a human-shaped scale. ]

"If it's rolled back, I won't remember it?" Jian Yuheng asked.

Song Ruochen understood the principle, but when he was panicked and embarrassed, he subconsciously pressed the skills randomly.

"What do you like or dislike?" Yan Ci patted Song Ruochen, "Let me hear what you guys have been secretly talking about."

"What is it?" Meng Yumian also leaned over, "I want to hear it, too."

Everyone at the table put down their chopsticks and looked at Song Ruochen and Jian Yuheng.

Song Ruochen: “…”

"Our Yuheng and Xiaosong have a really good relationship." Rong Xin said, "They have endless things to talk about."

"Yuheng, come and have a drink." The distant cousin said, "I haven't had a drink with you for a long time."

Jian Yuheng: “:)”

[Recall card pack reminder: You have a large amount of recall bill. 】

[Choosing items nearby and exchanging them for debts. 】

Song Ruochen: "Wait..."

Jian Yuheng poured a glass of "air" from the bottle.

Jian Yuheng: “……?”

【Eyes shift and whistle.jpg】

Song Ruochen also shifted his gaze from the wine glass to... the ceiling.

Jian Yuheng poured again, filling the cup with air.

Jian Yuheng added a sense of absolute conviction: "Okay, cousin, I'll toast you a glass."

[The second young master is so calm that it makes people feel distressed. ]

"How dare you say that?" Song Ruochen said.

The second family dinner finally ended. Song Ruochen received several red envelopes from the relatives of the Jian family, hummed a song, and returned to his room.

"I'll give you a pheromone blocking patch." Jian Yuheng said.

The commotion lasted for quite a while, but he still hadn't forgotten about it.

Song Ruochen lowered his head, revealing the omega's fragile neck. The alpha's fingertips lightly tapped the back of his neck, as if adjusting the position of the barrier patch.

"The hawthorn flavor of this barrier patch is not very authentic." Song Ruochen said.

"It's a replica, how can it be authentic?" Jian Yuheng put the patch on him and stroked the barrier patch with his thumb several times, "It will block the sweet grape smell on you."

The Alpha's fingers pressing on the back of his neck were slightly hot, and Song Ruochen half-closed his eyes in comfort.

"What is Chenchen like when he's away from home?" Jian Yuheng's hand went around the neck and stopped at Song Ruochen's collarbone.

"I'm a male college student," Song Ruochen said, "studying...playwriting."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Jian Yuheng: "Not a middleman?"

"She is less than two meters tall and earns less than a million yuan a month." Song Ruochen said seriously, "She is very good and a perfect match for Jian Yuheng."

"Why are you introducing yourself?" Jian Yuheng's hand, which was on his collar, moved down a little. "By the way, is this the whole world?"

Song Ruochen didn't dare to move.

There was still a sweet smell of pheromones on his body, and his collar was lifted up by his fingertips, revealing his milky white skin.

The alpha's hand gently rubbed the collarbone, as if he was admiring some rare treasure.

"It's time to go to bed, Second Young Master." Song Ruochen reminded, "You still have to go to work tomorrow."

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower." Jian Yuheng let him go, took his pajamas, and went to the bathroom.

Song Ruochen lay on the bed and played the game for a while. During the game, he replayed twice and turned from a super ghost into a super god, leading his teammates to victory.

"I think I can play e-sports." Song Ruochen was full of confidence.

[Do you want to make the second young master into a PPT? ]

[Do you still want to go back to the time when you lost everything? ]

"I'm just thinking about it." Song Ruochen said, "It's something I can dream about tonight."

Song Ruochen rolled over in bed and yawned.

"I'm so sleepy." He said, "Why isn't the young master well yet?"

He glanced at the time: "It's been an hour. The villains are almost cleared."

[If you are really sleepy, you can use the bathroom in another bedroom. ]

"That's not necessary." Song Ruochen said, "I'll go get that evil young master out."

He held his pajamas and pushed open the bathroom door.

Song Ruochen: “·.·”

Song Ruochen: “oo”

Song Ruochen: “0.0”

Jian Yuheng was getting dressed when he noticed Song Ruochen's gaze.

"What are you looking at?" Jian Yuheng asked, suppressing the smile on his face. "It's not the first time I've seen it."

"I'm looking at this big bathtub." Song Ruochen said, not quite right but full of energy, "I'm going to take a bath, you get out."

"Okay, Mr. Song, please." Jian Yuheng wrapped a bathrobe around himself, "Do you want me to run the bath water for you?"

"I can do it myself." Song Ruochen said.

Jian Yuheng put on a bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom.

Song Ruochen soaked himself in the bathtub.

Jian Yuheng's figure is like the perfect sculptures in art textbooks. The muscles in his arms and calves are smooth and toned, and he looks full of power.

Next to the bathtub, the cell phone vibrated.

Song Ruochen: “?”

Jian Yuheng's?

No wonder this guy is still playing with his phone while taking a shower for so long.

What was displayed on the phone screen was a message from Assistant Gong:

[Assistant Gong]: Second Master, the search results are as follows.

[Assistant Gong]: This year, the gifts that 20-year-old male college students like are as follows: commemorative gaming skins; game consoles; limited edition sneakers; an offer from Xiao Shi.

[Assistant Gong]: Among them, the offer from Xiao Shi ranks first.

Song Ruochen: “…”

【Hahahahahahaha.】

【What a nice gift. 】

[No wonder it took so long. The Second Young Master is picking out a gift for you.]

[The villain's emotional value is so high that he just found out that you are a male college student and wants to give you a small gift. ]

Song Ruochen: "Hmm..."

It was this feeling of having these thoughts and feelings always in mind that led him step by step, closer to the other person.

He soaked himself until he turned into a red grape, wrapped himself in pajamas, walked out of the bathroom, and threw the phone back to Jian Yuheng.

Jian Yuheng glanced at the message sent by his assistant and laughed out loud: "Grape Chen, come here."

The hot air from the hair dryer gently blew the omega's soft black hair. Song Ruochen was sleeping soundly on Jian Yuheng's legs.

-

Xiao Shi has been very busy recently. After the press conference, orders came in one after another. Jian Feng finally found a Friday to hold a full-staff meeting for the group.

Song Ruochen arrived late. He originally planned to find a seat in the back row of the conference room, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the conference room, he was invited by many people.

"Come here." Team Leader Jin raised his hand, "We have half-cooked cheese here."

"Here." Lu Yunye said over at the Haochi, "Chocolate cookies, come and eat."

"Come over here," Assistant Gong said. "I brought an Apple Pie."

Song Ruochen wanted to eat apple pie today, so he waved to the two guys, sat next to Assistant Gong, and took an apple pie.

"Why are you so enthusiastic today?" Song Ruochen said, "The weasel is wishing a happy new year to the chicken."

"I have to go on a business trip to Country A tomorrow." Assistant Gong said, "I'll have to trouble Secretary Song to take my place again."

"No trouble." Song Ruochen said, "I will ask the two presidents to take good care of me."

Assistant Gong: “?”

【Ding Dong.】

Song Ruochen said seriously: "I will take good care of the two presidents."

Someone poked him from behind and handed him a few boxes of snacks.

When Jian Yuheng walked in, he happened to see this large snack tax collection site. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he stood on the stage holding the document board.

"The first quarter staff meeting of our Xiaoshi Group has officially begun." Jian Yuheng said, "In the first quarter, Xiaoshi has achieved good results in all areas."

"This is inseparable from the efforts and support of all employees," said Jian Yuheng.

The employees in the audience applauded.

"Why don't you applaud?" Gong Huo asked Song Ruochen, "What's the personality of young people?"

Song Ruochen: "No."

It doesn't seem like I put much effort into it, I just made it a bit abstract.

"The group will give product dividends to employees who have worked hard for this spring press conference," Jian Yuheng said. "In addition, the company has also made some adjustments to positions."

"President's Secretary Song Ruochen has provided the company with excellent solutions in both the entertainment and professional product fields." Jian Yuheng said, "Secretary Song will also serve as the creative director of Xiaoshi's advertising department in the future."

The employees applauded.

"Nan Yan hired so many teams, but in the end they were defeated by our Secretary Song," said an employee.

"I know Song Ruochen is good enough," said another employee. "Who says you can't do it without experience? Secretary Song is the most reliable among all the employees."

"Bai Geyi from the advertising department also said that Secretary Song is not good enough." The employee whispered, "His face must be hurting..."

Bai Geyi: “…”

Would you please speak louder?

"I got promoted too, hehe." Assistant Gong was very happy. "Second Master said that I am quite capable of controlling the situation, and he will let me host all the company's press conferences in the future."

【. 】

【Professional counterparts. 】

[This is a good promotion. Now our Grape is even more of a major artery of Xiao Shi. ]

The enthusiasm for work at the aorta was temporarily improved. Just after noon, before Assistant Gong left, Song Ruochen hurriedly prepared to go to work.

In the office, Jian Yuheng was facing the floor-to-ceiling window with his back to the door, flipping through a business weekly.

Song Ruochen pushed the door open and walked in.

"Assistant Gong, a cup of coffee." Jian Yuheng didn't even turn his head. "Add milk, less sugar, and don't make it too hot."

He waited for a while, and heard the sound of a coffee cup gently hitting the table behind him.

"Assistant Gong, please export a data analysis report for me based on this week's data sent by Hao Chi," said Jian Yuheng.

Song Ruochen: "0.o?"

I won’t do this, so leave it aside for now.

The boss doesn't give all the money to the workers, so the workers don't have to do all the work for the boss.

【√】

"Assistant," Jian Yuheng said, "clean the windows, sweep the floor, organize the bookcases, and write ten reports."

"Second Young Master, do it yourself." Song Ruochen stopped pretending, "I quit."

Jian Yuheng laughed loudly.

"Come if you want." Jian Yuheng said, "And you're pretending to be my assistant."

"When did the Second Young Master find out it was mine?" Song Ruochen asked.

"It starts when you walk in." Jian Yuheng said truthfully, "Assistant Gong will close the door gently, not with a kick."

Song Ruochen: “…”

"Then you just bear with it." Song Ruochen said, "Assistant Gong is on a business trip, so I'll be filling in for him this week."

He adjusted his tie.

"Secretary Song is the only one available to the Second Young Master this week," said Song Ruochen.

"Really?" Jian Yuheng's voice was filled with laughter. "Then let's choose Secretary Song."

"Secretary Song made some coffee for you." Song Ruochen said, "Second Young Master, you can try it."

This coffee looks like coffee, and the latte art is also latte art. Jian Yuheng picked up the cup, tilted his head back and took a sip.

"How is it?" Song Ruochen asked expectantly.

Jian Yuheng: "Rewind."

【Ding Dong.】

Song Ruochen: “…”

"Let me try." Song Ruochen walked over and picked up the coffee cup. "...It's weird."

"Too much sugar." Jian Yuheng commented, "My life is not bitter, so there is no need to add so much sugar."

"I'll go and redo it." Song Ruochen said.

Jian Yuheng: “:(”

That means we have to do another drug test.

Song Ruochen had just taken two steps with the cup in his hand when he heard Jian Yuheng's voice from behind: "Stop."

Song Ruochen braked: "Does the Second Young Master have any instructions?"

Jian Yuheng took the coffee cup from his hand, put it aside, hugged his waist, lifted him up gently, and sat him on the desk piled with documents.

Secretary Song, who was wearing a white shirt and tie, blinked his eyes and showed an innocent expression.

"As my secretary, you can't even do something as simple as making coffee." Jian Yuheng pulled his tie casually, "Secretary Song, have you decided how to punish me?"

Song Ruochen: “…”

There were a lot of things piled on the table, and he didn't dare to move them for fear of knocking them over.

The setting sun shone through the French windows onto the two of them.

"Penalty...Penalty me to leave work early." Song Ruochen turned his head away and said shamefully, "I will reflect on this carefully."