Chapter 83 and Your Home

Song Ruochen used "work injury" as an excuse to stay at his boss's house for a whole day with pay.

Jian Yuheng was holding a laptop, sitting beside his bed, replying to work messages.

Ding-a-ling! A voice call came in.

"Where's my secretary?" Jian Feng's voice came from the phone. "I have to go discuss a project. Where's my secretary?"

"I borrowed it." Jian Yuheng said, "You try to overcome it."

He added confidently, "Next time, tell me if you have something to say."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Secretary Song, you are so popular.

"What does President Jian need me to do?" Song Ruochen, who was lying on his side playing with his phone, spoke.

After resting for most of the day, there was still a hint of fatigue in the voice, and there was lingering laziness in the tone. Jian Yuheng raised the corners of his mouth when he heard it.

"It's a collaboration between New Quarter and Haochi." Jian Feng said, "Secretary Song, the other party specifically asked you to participate in the project."

Song Ruochen: "0.o?"

【I became famous in the ABO world by creating abstract ideas. 】

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"Okay, Mr. Jian." Song Ruochen said, "Please arrange a meeting time, make an appointment with the people from Haochi, and arrange a meeting room. After the work starts, I will go to discuss with them with a ready-made plan."

"I understand." Jian Feng said.

Jian Yuheng: “.”

Jian Feng: “.”

Jian Feng went to contact someone, but the phone was not hung up yet——

【It will take 10 minutes for the rollback card pack to be credited. 】

"Grape!" Yan Ci's voice came from the other end of the phone, "How did you get injured at work?"

The company's parasite: "...It's okay."

"Were you injured on your way to work?" Yan Ci asked with concern, "Who is so bad?"

"Second Young Master." Song Ruochen said.

Yan Ci: “?”

Yan Ci: “0.0*”

"Secretary Song, we have become relatives." Yan Ci said, "That's great."

"Maoguai is not a relative, but he is better than a relative." Song Ruochen emphasized, "Don't bully Maoguai."

"Don't emphasize something that has never happened." Yan Ci said, "Then, then you can chat with the Second Young Master. I won't bother you anymore."

Song Ruochen: "Okay, okay."

Not long after hanging up the phone, Meng Yumian sent him a smirking expression.

"Da Zao has no way of talking." Song Ruochen said.

"Look at this." Jian Yuheng pushed the laptop to him.

"What?" Song Ruochen was stunned and saw the screen full of... houses?

"They are all properties under my name." Jian Yuheng said, "Pick one you like, and we will live there in the future."

"Don't be too far from the company," Song Ruochen said. "Sleep a few minutes less every day. Don't be too close to the company, or you'll feel like the boss's minion."

"Then this one." Jian Yuheng pointed to a place on the map, "Not too far, not too close."

"It seems there is nothing to eat around here." Song Ruochen pondered, "The soil and water are not enough to feed people."

After choosing for a long time, Song Ruochen chose the community where Dazao lived.

"Okay?" Song Ruochen asked.

"Sure." Jian Yuheng said, "Go back and buy some furniture you like and decorate the house."

【Second Master invites you to build a love nest together. 】

Song Ruochen: "I'll judge, don't worry."

Jian Yuheng touched his chest and felt scared for a moment.

After dinner, Song Ruochen recovered a little strength and was able to get out of bed and walk slowly.

He stood in front of the mirror, lifted up his pajamas and counted his work-related injuries, preparing to report them to Jian Yuheng for some compensation.

"System," he said, "I understand now. The seven times a night in the novel is all nonsense."

Three times almost turned him into a useless grape. I don't know how many times he grabbed Jian Yuheng's sleeve to wipe away his tears in the middle of the night.

[Damn it, damn main system, why doesn't it let me peek at the critical moment? 】

"You also know that it's peeking." Song Ruochen said, "Give the host some privacy."

【hey-hey.】

"Grape." Jian Yuheng called, "Do you want to go to the supermarket? I'll buy you something to eat."

In front of the mirror, Song Ruochen was twisting himself into a dough twist to look at the kiss mark on his lower back. Hearing this, he put down his clothes and nodded gently to Jian Yuheng: "Very good."

The snow-white, slender waist flashed before Jian Yuheng's eyes, along with the slightly red fingerprints on the waist, which caught his eye, evoking a fresh memory -

He pinched the narrow waist, dragged it forward and backward, wrinkled the sheets, and then smoothed them out, until someone gave up the idea of ​​escaping.

Song Ruochen's skin is both thick and thin, so it's easy to leave marks...

What the hell am I talking about?

Jian Yuheng: “…”

-

There is a large supermarket about 600 meters away from the private estate.

Jian Yuheng was pushing a cart, with Song Ruochen, who was moving slowly, following behind him.

"Does it still hurt?" Jian Yuheng asked.

Song Ruochen snorted coldly: "That's it? I'm just experiencing a slow life."

Jian Yuheng was speechless for a moment: "Okay, ok, fine."

Some people are just not tired enough and still have room to perform.

Jian Yuheng: “:)”

Song Ruochen didn't see the smile on Jian Yuheng's face, he was busy picking snacks for himself.

"I bought the chocolate apple sandwich." Song Ruochen said, "I also want the cherry jam sandwich."

Curious college students want to try anything they have never eaten before.

When they were paying, the supermarket salesperson called them over and said, "Congratulations, you two have won a little surprise."

Song Ruochen: "0.o*?"

"You two have obtained a spot in our ring tossing game," the salesperson said, "and you can take whatever you find in the ring tossing game."

"Are you two good at ring tossing?" asked the salesperson.

"We're not good at it." Song Ruochen said, "We learn and apply it as we go along."

Jian Yuheng: “…”

Oh no, jail is here.

That night, a short video was circulated on the Internet——

At the door of a large supermarket, a young couple in casual clothes stood and played the ring-tossing game given away by the store.

"Second Young Master." The cold secretary said arrogantly, "Just tell me which one you like."

Jian Yuheng raised his hand and pointed at the couple's water cup not far away.

"Please wait a moment." Song Ruochen said.

Secretary Song raised his hand and a circle flew out and landed steadily on the water cup.

"Second Master, please." Song Ruochen picked up the water cup indifferently and handed it to Jian Yuheng, "It's just a small token of my appreciation."

Comments section of the mini video——

[Ahhh, what a pretty little couple.]

[Haha, this is the second president and chief secretary of Xiaoshi Group.]

[Wuwuwu, Jian Erba is taking over Secretary Song.]

[This is so touching. Secretary Song is so cold and sweet. He just hands the things over in such a cold and indifferent way. Ah, Xiao Shi’s cold and aloof secretary is just right for me.]

[Second Young Master is truly blessed.]

The second young master who saw the video: "..."

Behind the main film are more than forty behind-the-scenes footage.

"I'm so handsome." Song Ruochen scrolled through the video and read the comments of netizens, "'Xiao Shi's Secretary Song can make plans and beat up criminals. He is a perfect secretary who is both civil and military!'"

"They all said that I like you very much." Song Ruochen read the comments.

Jian Yuheng: “：D”

Song Ruochen opened a small account and wrote a short essay in the comment section to praise himself.

Unexpectedly, the alpha hugged him from behind and rested his chin on his shoulder.

"I give you a hug for every behind-the-scenes footage." Jian Yuheng said.

Song Ruochen: "Hmm..."

Indeed.

No matter whether he was trapping the clerk, trapping the air, or trapping the weeds, in the dozens of footage, Jian Yuheng would either pat him on the head or hug him.

He never tires of expressing his love for him during the loop.

"I'm going to take this cup to my new home," said Song Ruochen.

"Very good." Jian Yuheng said, "I accept the gift you gave me."

-

Song Ruochen was very positive about the move. He contacted Mao Zao the next day and started decorating his new home.

In the living room, BO sat on the floor, surrounding O* in the middle.

"Does it hurt to be fully marked?" Meng Yumian asked curiously.

"Yes, a little bit." Song Ruochen said, "I don't remember..."

"He must be in pain." Yan Ci analyzed, "Little Grape's eyes are still a little red."

"Is it okay for me to stay up late playing games?" Song Ruochen said, "Help me look at furniture!"

"Okay." Yan Ci opened the tablet, "This pink set is super cute, and the sofa cover is pink and purple lace."

"Date has a rubbish aesthetic." Meng Yumian said, "This pure black suit looks good, low-key and luxurious, which is more in line with Secretary Song's calm temperament."

Yan Ci raised his foot, hooked over the wheelchair, and kicked towards Meng Yumian. Meng Yumian turned over and kicked back.

Song Ruochen: “…”

Play wheelchair ball?

"Don't make a fuss." Song Ruochen said, "I'll choose the color myself, just help me find some styles."

"No problem." Yan Ci said, "Little Grape, I'll recommend you a particularly comfortable bed, selected by my sister-in-law."

Under the guidance of these two people, Song Ruochen filled in a lot of furniture on the order form.

On the other side of City A, Jian Yuheng, who had just met with a client, received a message from Song Ruochen.

[Song Ruochen]: [Order Form]

[Jian Yuheng]: Let me take a look.

[Jian Yuheng]: Balcony swing chair, bedroom swing bed, living room swing frame, tropical plant pots.

[Jian Yuheng]: You really want to hang out at home.

[Song Ruochen]: 0.o?

[Song Ruochen]: Is it not possible?

[Jian Yuheng]: It’s all fine, as long as you like it.

[Jian Yuheng]: Monster flame humidifier?

[Jian Yuheng]: …

Forget it, forget it, do you want to give me a familiar growth environment?

In the new house, Song Ruochen bought all the creative furniture that he was curious about, and sat on the floor drinking the milk tea that Maoguai offered him.

"By the way, Grape," Meng Yumian said, "Zaozi and I wanted to give you gifts, do you remember?"

"Ahhh, yes." Yan Ci said, "Marking gift hehehe."

Song Ruochen: "I have an impression."

The two of them had given him a kitten as a gift, but he and the second young master couldn't keep it.

Meng Yumian invited the cat home to be his new father.

"We bought new ones." Yan Ci said, "I didn't bring them today, so I'll give them to you and the Second Young Master tomorrow."

Song Ruochen: "Okay, okay."

Who doesn't like a free gift?

It’s great to have friends, there are food, drinks and gifts.

-

He had work the next day, and someone from Hao Chi asked him to meet. In the afternoon, Jian Feng accompanied him.

Jian Feng: “?”

It is said that red energy can nourish people. Song Ruochen did not believe it before, but now he feels that it is the truth.

I haven't seen Lu Yunye for a few days. This alpha boy has a more calm aura. There is a silence between his brows that keeps people away. He already has the aura of a big star.

Lu Yunye (self-reclusive version) turned his head and sniffed: "You were marked by Jian Yuheng?"

Lu Yunye: "You two both smell like fruit."

"Children should not ask about adults' affairs." Song Ruochen said.

"I'm not a child." The calm superstar was furious. "I'm only two years younger than you."

"The middle child." Song Ruochen said perfunctorily.

"I still have a few short play scripts here." Mr. Song began to speak, "But we can try different actors in the new season. As for Xiaolu, I think his current popularity makes him suitable for a more formal TV series."

There were two knocks on the conference room door, and Jian Yuheng appeared at the door with a cup of fruit tea in his hand.

He gently placed the fruit tea in front of Song Ruochen: "Am I late?"

"No." Song Ruochen took the fruit tea with a straw already inserted, "Just started."

The phone he placed on the conference table vibrated twice, and the screen showed messages from Yan Ci and Meng Yumian -

[Date]: Little Grape, stay in Xiaoshi. I’m here to give you a gift.

[Song Ruochen]: Yes, yes, I’m in the conference room.

What a precious gift it is! Let everyone come and see it.

[Dazao]: Look out the window.

Song Ruochen: “……?”

Song Ruochen turned his head indifferently and glanced out the window coldly.

What gift? Looking out the window, will it fly in from the window?

Jian Yuheng: “Forehead.”

Why do I have a bad feeling?

Song Ruochen: “…”

Jian Yuheng: “…………”

On the big screen of the tallest building in City A, a photo of him and Jian Yuheng looking at each other affectionately appeared.

"May Song Ruochen and Jian Yuheng live happily ever after!"

Rows of large characters appeared on the surrounding buildings.

Song Ruochen: “…”

No!!!