Chapter 2 Advanced Zombies
Hongyan Decoration is a new decoration company that has emerged in Yun City in the past two years, integrating home decoration design and decoration.
Song Cheng has been working here for a year and is in the design department.
"Brother Song, good morning."
As soon as I arrived at the company, Cao Yingying, a pretty girl who was about to be converted to a regular employee, came with a cup of milk tea and said with a smile, "I accidentally bought an extra cup of milk tea, it's for you."
Careless again?
Song Cheng took the milk tea and said with a smile: "You have been careless ten times this month."
The girl in front of me just graduated from college, young and beautiful.
A white shirt and a hip-hugging miniskirt highlight her figure very well, and the flesh-colored stockings and high heels on her legs are also very sexy.
She is not a great beauty, but she is not ugly either. She is quite pretty and attractive.
It feels like the sweetheart next door.
This kind of appearance is not bad no matter where it is placed, so there are many suitors and many people in the office are attracted to it.
"Oh, Brother Song remembers it so clearly."
Cao Yingying blinked and said, "It seems that I am in your heart."
It's hard not to have it.
Because of these milk teas, I gained several pounds in a month.
But I have to say, milk tea is really delicious.
Song Cheng took a sip of the milk tea, smiled, and said casually, "Thank you."
He knew what the woman was thinking. She just wanted to give her some snacks as a gesture of goodwill and investment.
This is a good thing.
Whether it is appearance or work ability, being able to attract investment at least shows that you have investment value, however much.
What's more, there are survival points.
[You received a cup of milk tea from the zombie "Cao Yingying" as a gift, survival points +5.]
Is there any survival point in this?
Song Cheng thought for a moment, patted the woman's shoulder, and said simply, "I'll leave the milk tea to you from now on. One cup a day, and remember to change the flavor."
Drink it first, and worry about whether you get fat or not later.
"ah?"
Cao Yingying was caught off guard and pouted, "Brother Song, I was just kidding. You don't want to drink me out of money, do you?"
A cup of milk tea costs at least ten yuan.
Song Cheng smiled, said nothing, and turned away.
So, this is workplace bullying?
I met the wrong person and chose the wrong person. Are you going to be bullied?
Brother Song, I didn't expect that you look like a decent person but are so dark inside.
Woohoo, my three hundred dollars.
Cao Yingying had tears in her eyes when she suddenly heard her cell phone ringing. She picked it up and looked at it.
Brother Song: Transfer one thousand yuan!
Bullying?
Go to hell with your bullying, you’re obviously a good brother.
whee.
Cao Yingying smiled happily, feeling satisfied, her eyes shining.
I made 700 yuan for free, so happy.
Oh, there is no such thing as meeting the wrong person or choosing the wrong person.
I, Cao Yingying, am so smart that I realized long ago that Brother Song is handsome and a good person.
A lot of self-praise.
Cao Yingying suddenly felt happy. She turned her eyes and typed, "Brother Song, it doesn't need to be so much. Five hundred yuan is enough for milk tea."
Brother Song: "Then you refund me 500."
Cao Yingying: "Hate it, I was just joking."
Brother Song:
Put away your phone.
Cao Yingying hummed a song and returned to her workstation, thinking deeply.
One thousand yuan, so generous, is Brother Song attracted to me and wants to win me over?
Hmm.
It’s not impossible, but we’ll have to wait and see.
Brother Song currently has the best chance of getting promoted, and he's not bad looking either. If he's sincere enough, it's not too late to agree to him.
Think carefully.
Cao Yingying smiled foolishly and began to look forward to what Song Cheng would do to her next.
Will you invite me out for dinner or to the movies?
What will we eat? Will it be a high-end restaurant?
As for movies, there’s a pretty good movie about a rich man pretending to be poor.
Also, will you give yourself a bag? The latest Prada bags are pretty, but they are very expensive, and Song Ge may not be able to afford them.
If I really send it to you, how will I thank Brother Song then?
Thinking about it.
Cao Yingying slurred her saliva, coughed, looked around, and found that no one was paying attention, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
“Work, work.”
"Brother Song, please, chase me, eat me, don't let me down."
Time passes.
After returning to his post, Song Cheng started his work, while thinking about obtaining survival points from time to time.
You can gain survival points by receiving gifts from others.
You can also gain survival points by going to crowded places.
Is there any other method?
It seems that everyone else is a zombie, and no matter what you do, as long as you survive in the end, you can get survival points.
Can zombies be killed?
Wait, this idea is too dangerous, just get rid of it.
But then again, cats and dogs are also zombies, right? Going to a slaughterhouse to kill pigs?
Forget it, it’s hard enough to kill a chicken, let alone a pig.
Don't think about killing people, it's time-consuming and laborious, the easiest thing is to deal with other people.
Eat together, go shopping, etc.
Song Cheng's thoughts were incessant, and the message "A certain zombie passed by you, and you successfully survived" appeared in his sight from time to time.
Every time someone passes by, 1 survival point will be provided, which will be refreshed continuously.
Obviously, the guess was correct, the core lies in "survival" and "staying alive".
If this happened in a real apocalypse, it would definitely be difficult and full of dangers.
But the problem is, this is not the end of the world.
It's the height of summer and the heat is scorching outside.
The morning's work is over.
Noon.
After Song Cheng finished his work, he stretched, stood up, picked up his phone, and called Cao Yingying to go to the company cafeteria for lunch.
During the dinner table, he received a message from Chen Wenjie.
The message was sent in the morning, but he didn't pay attention and missed it.
"Brother, I'm leaving."
"I'll be gone for one to three months."
"Please, brother, you must hold my mother back. After you do it, I will introduce my cousin to you [cousin picture]."
"She's so beautiful, rich, and awesome when she rides a motorcycle."
“.”
This kid runs so fast.
Song Cheng typed, "Remember to report safety every day, otherwise I will call the police."
Chen Wenjie: "Brother, I dare not disobey."
Song Cheng was amused.
"Brother Song, what are you looking at?"
On the side, Cao Yingying came over with lunch, her hips under her hip skirt fell down, she sat very close, and looked at the mobile phone interface with curiosity.
"nothing."
Song Cheng put down his phone and said casually, "Why are you sitting so close?"
So close that she almost sat in his arms.
"I have a big butt."
Cao Yingying said pitifully, "If Song Ge doesn't like it, then I'll sit opposite him."
Song Cheng glanced at the large empty seat on the woman's side and her perky butt, and felt speechless.
At this moment, a figure sat down opposite.
The manager of the Human Resources Department, Shi Hui.
"Haha, Yingying."
Shi Hui smiled and said, "Why don't I have any chocolate to eat today?"
【You encountered a high-level zombie.】
Advanced zombie?
According to the level of one's status?
Song Cheng seemed to be thinking about something.
“Oh, I didn’t buy anything today.”
Cao Yingying blinked, glanced at the man beside her, and said guiltily, "If the manager likes it, I'll give him a big box tomorrow."
It’s over, the chocolate gifting incident has been exposed.
Brother Song won’t be angry, right? What if he thinks I’m fickle?
I just sent some snacks to build a good relationship with the boss in order to get a permanent job.
To this.
Song Cheng remained indifferent.
"Just kidding."
Shi Hui smiled and changed the subject: "Song Cheng, right? Not bad, do a good job."
After he finished speaking, his cell phone rang, and then he got up and left.
[The terrifying high-level zombies left, and you survived. Survival points +10.]
It’s only ten o’clock.
Song Cheng felt a little regretful.
But compared to the little contribution from other people passing by, it is ten times more, which is already a lot.
"Brother Song."
Cao Yingying smiled sweetly and said, "You eat oranges, they are delicious."
As he said this, he handed over an orange.
Song Cheng glanced at the woman, took the orange and put it aside, then started eating.
Cao Yingying was unwilling to be lonely. She ate while talking about gossip and interesting things, appearing very heartless.
(End of this chapter)
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