Unexpectedly, the situation of the horror hotel copy happened again here!
Song Wenyi moved his fingers slightly, thinking - Qiao Jinhuan is not going to cause trouble again, right?
No way.
They didn't live in the same room this time, so it shouldn't be...
But what’s going on with that ominous premonition in my heart?
Song Wenyi raised his hand to touch his panicked heart, and couldn't help but glance at Qiao Jinhuan again and again.
Qiao Jinhuan didn't pay attention to him.
She was chatting with Boss Jia, and the conversation was very lively.
Not long after, Boss Jia coughed twice and said, "Let me inform you that from now on, Miss Qiao Jinhuan will be the vice president of the company. You should all be respectful to the vice president from now on."
Weird people:???
Players:???
At this moment, the two sides thought of three words with rare empathy - Why!
Become the vice president immediately upon arrival?
Is there any heavenly principle?
Or is this woman so powerful that Boss Jia has to offer a lot of benefits to please her?
Thinking of this, the weird people looked at Qiao Jinhuan with fear in their eyes and did not dare to take any more chances with her.
The players were wondering if they could try hugging someone’s thigh?
Song Wenyi:......
As expected of you, Qiao Jinhuan.
Have you started using your cash abilities again?
Qiao Jinhuan took the vice president badge from Boss Jia and pinned it on his chest.
[Player Qiao Jinhuan has completed the copy, do you want to exit? 】
"no."
After quitting, it was still a waste of time.
Qiao Jinhuan raised her lips in a bad way. She first found a separate office for herself, then she arranged it for a while and then walked out slowly.
Looking at Qiao Jinhuan, who was walking freely among the weirdos, even trying to please the weirdos, the players' eyes were extremely complicated.
envious.
jealous.
Still with a little bit of hope.
Two male players who thought they were pretty good-looking kept sending "love" signals to Qiao Jinhuan.
Qiao Jinhuan didn't care at all.
She wandered over to Song Wenyi.
The ominous premonition in Song Wenyi's heart slowly increased.
"Pa~"
Qiao Jinhuan's hand gently patted Song Wenyi's shoulder, "Come to the office with me."
Song Wenyi:......
Sure enough, he still came.
No one is here to design one of the company's hidden rules: you can't refuse the conditions proposed by your boss.
"good."
He took a deep breath, stood up and followed Qiao Jinhuan, and the two of them entered the office one after the other.
"What are you planning to play again?"
As soon as the door was closed, Song Wenyi couldn't help but ask.
Qiao Jinhuan raised her eyebrows slightly, turned her head and looked at him meaningfully, then stepped forward and pushed the man down on the empty desk.
"Hmm~~~"
Song Wenyi's waist was bent at almost 90 degrees, and a soft cry escaped from the corner of the kissed lips, "Don't... please restrain yourself..."
Qiao Jinhuan's fingertips gently slid across his neck, unbuttoning his buttoned-up shirt, and said with a half-smile, slightly threatening, "Mr. Song, you don't want our affairs to be discovered, do you?"
It's obvious like this, how the hell is this still missing from being discovered?
Song Wenyi almost rolled his eyes at her.
"Mr. Song, it's not easy to become a full-time employee in the company. There are so many of you here this time, and the competition is very stressful."
Qiao Jinhuan slowly unbuttoned his second button and put her palms on his warm chest, "You don't want to be eliminated either, do you?"
Song Wenyi:......
Just let yourself go.
Now I’m starting to add drama to myself!
How many years have you had this disease? Can it be cured?
"Hmm~"
Suddenly, Song Wenyi was pinched suddenly, and Song Wenyi couldn't help but groaned, "Don't mess around, the windows in the office are still open."
The office window faces the street, and there is nothing outside the seventeenth floor.
"No one saw it."
The smile on Qiao Jinhuan's face became even more perverted.
Song Wenyi tried his best to raise his hand and push her, but because he was forced to lie on the table, his hand really didn't have much strength.
"Didn't we just do that?"
"Yes? Mr. Song, this is the first time we have met."
Qiao Jinhuan said seriously.
Song Wenyi:......
Are you addicted to drama?
"Qiao Jinhuan..."
"Shh~"
Qiao Jinhuan touched his lips with her fingertips and said, "Call me Vice President."
"Qiao...Vice President, it's almost twelve o'clock, we can't miss dinner. Ordering takeout is not allowed in this instance."
"There are still forty minutes, there's still time."
Qiao Jinhuan dismantled the man cleanly with both hands, then placed her palms on his waist and rubbed it carefully.
Song Wenyi pointed to the window helplessly, "Close it, do whatever you want."
Qiao Jinhuan then went to close the window and threw him at him again with a smile.
At twelve o'clock, Qiao Jinhuan opened the door refreshed, and Song Wenyi followed her helplessly.
The "intern designer" badge on his clothes has been changed to "intern secretary".
At this time, the players and weirdos who were walking out heard the noise, but they couldn't help turning their heads to look.
At this glance, the red marks on Song Wenyi's neck were clearly visible.
Suddenly, everyone looked at him with something wrong.
secretary?
Is he a serious secretary?
This world is too dark, too ruthless, and too cruel!
Actually, in full view of the public, under the clear sky and in broad daylight, such a py deal was concluded!
Is there any royal law?
Are there any laws?
Also...can you add me?
After all, working as a secretary with a human being is better than hanging out with weird people and being a terrible Party B!
Qiao Jinhuan and Song Wenyi walked to the cafeteria under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Then she ordered several plates of delicious dishes for Song Wenyi.
For example, fried eggs with leeks, oysters with garlic sauce, stir-fried kidneys...
How could Song Wenyi, a superb cook, not know what these dishes were for? He immediately glanced at Qiao Jinhuan and said, "I'm very good."
"Really? I'll check again later."
Qiao Jinhuan chuckled happily.
Song Wenyi's lips moved slightly, and he didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only pick up a chopstick and eat rice with vegetables.
Three dishes were eaten by two people.
In view of Qiao Jinhuan's vice president badge, the aunt serving food in the cafeteria had a habit of shaking her hands, so the food on their plates was a normal portion.
Looking at the other players, it was really a mess.
"Auntie, there are too many!"
A player looked at the plate filled with food in the hands of the vegetable waiter and begged: "Please get some, I can't finish it, I really can't finish it."
The auntie who served the vegetables smiled broadly and said, "Hey, young men just need to eat more. You are still growing."
Looks very kind, right?
But there is a rule in the dungeon that meals in the canteen cannot be wasted.
In other words, if you eat as much as you want, if you can't finish it, it will become a meal for these aunts.
The weirdness in the dungeon, be it deception or threats, will try every means to make players break the rules.
It was the old employee who unplugged the player's computer earlier, and so was the waiter.