When I Woke Up, I Became an A GL MTL

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    help! What if I travel to another world!

Song Yuran stared at the text just sent in front of him, and the gold-rimmed flat lenses reflected the interface of the forum.

The title of the post reads impressively: I have traveled through time.

One minute...

two minutes...

while waiting for a reply, her beautiful eyebrows were unconsciously drawn, and the hand holding the mouse was well-knit, and she could clearly see the blue blood vessels hidden under the skin, revealing that the owner was nervous at this moment. Emotions.

New news +1

Attending Physician of Qingshan Neurological Hospital on the 1st floor: Hello.

2nd Floor Flying Self Sand Sculpture Netizen: Sir, is human being extinct in 2333?

Grumpy netizen on the 3rd floor: You seem to have a serious illness.

Song Yuran's tense body immediately collapsed after seeing the forum reply, and the psychological construction that had just been done also collapsed.

Sure enough, no one would believe the nonsense of time travel.

But...

Song Yuran couldn't help trembling when he picked up the ID card. Under the name "Song Yuran" on the ID card, the gender was - alpha!

Who will believe this fucking story!

As a modern person, Song Yuran spent nearly three days digesting the fact that he had crossed into the abo world.

She looked up at the white flag lamp on the ceiling above her head, and everything around her had changed from strange to familiar after three days of digestion.

The forum posts started to recommend reliable brain doctors to the poster. Song Yuran wiped away the non-existent tears in the corners of her eyes, so she had to close the post and open a new search interface.

Alpha is a gender with two sets of organs. The appearance is generally above 170. When the mood fluctuates greatly, it will unconsciously release pheromones, which can deter the alphas and omega present with weaker mental strength.

Omegas are relatively slender and have only one set of organs, while betas are ordinary people, insensitive to pheromones, and some can't even smell them.

After searching for this information, Song Yuran, who has only known men and women for 26 years, accepted this setting with difficulty.

She reached out and touched the two important parts of her body, and confirmed for the umpteenth time that her body was no different from modern people, and did not have the so-called two sets of organs of female alphas.

"Huh..." Song Yuran couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She turned off the computer screen, took off her glasses, stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

The beautiful woman in the mirror, the thin nightgown can't cover her exquisite and slender figure at all. It should be convex and warped, which is a bit more charming than those alphas.

The brown medium-length hair was casually scattered on the shoulders, and a few mischievous strands fell down in front of him, and those beautiful eyes were looking at himself in the mirror.

The thin lips were slightly upturned, Song Yuran twisted her waist, and raised her hand to brush her hair consciously, showing a hot S-shaped curve.

"My God, I'm so beautiful."

The level of narcissism, even if it is in a different world, will not be reduced by half.

Song Yuran, the optimist, decided to settle down as soon as she came. Looking at the small money in her bank card, she decided to go to work.

This world is not as bizarre as the abo world in the novel. There is no lightship that can travel through the universe, and humans have not conquered other planets.

People eat three meals a day, get up early and work in order to live a busy life, just hoping to survive in the fiercely competitive world.

Just like her, she is still a laborer.

Song Yuran is a designer in the modern world. His job is to work overtime every day to change drawings. After working for a few years, his hair is almost bald. He is hesitant to change careers and work as a headhunter with his old classmates, but he crossed over before changing careers.

What's more, she didn't expect that she actually worked in a clothing trading company in the abo world, but the work content had nothing to do with design, and she was just an ordinary employee in the marketing department, which made Song Yuran reluctantly give up the idea of ​​quitting and changing jobs.

"Yu Ran, you're finally here."

As soon as she found a seat and sat down, the colleague sitting next to her greeted her.

Song Yuran froze for a moment, put down her bag and turned to look at the colleague next to her. The existing memory recognized that the other person's name was Cheng Qingqing, which was omega.

But she took a look at Cheng Qingqing indiscriminately. Even though she had supplemented the knowledge of this world on the Internet, she found that she still couldn't identify the other party's attributes from the naked eye and feeling.

In her perception, Cheng Qingqing is no different from a woman.

a and o have something called pheromone, which can distinguish each other's attributes, but Song Yuran, who is an ordinary person, is not a real alpha, she cannot perceive the other's pheromone.

She would rather be an ordinary beta.

The thought was only for a moment, Song Yuran quickly raised a smile, and replied: "Yes, Qingqing has not seen you for a few days, you are beautiful again~ The new hairstyle is very nice." In Song Yuran's view, this sentence is just a greeting to

new friends , We all know that if two women want to get acquainted quickly, the easiest way is to praise each other. There is no woman who does not like someone to praise herself.

But after hearing this, Cheng Qingqing's expression froze for a moment, gave her a glance, and said delicately: "I hate it~ I haven't seen you for a few days, but you have become glib." "...?

" Cheng Qingqing's reaction was beyond Song Yuran's cognition, and she was speechless for a while. Why did she just give an ordinary compliment, and the other party's reaction seemed to be flirting.

Don't you look like Ji Ji?

...Although she was confessed by a woman.

Then she realized later that gender in this world is divided according to abo, even though Cheng Qingqing is a woman, she is also an omega, and Song Yuran, who is an alpha, already belongs to the category of "heterosexual".

Praise between the opposite sex is naturally different from that of the same sex.

Song Yuran raised his forehead, I'm afraid it will take a long time for him to accept this concept.

After finishing the routine meeting of the department, Song Yuran just sat down and the small chat window in the lower right corner of the screen began to jump. She moved the mouse to the jumping icon, and the name "Zhao Anye" was displayed on it.

[Zhao Anye]: Yuran, why do I think you are acting weird today? I will not contact you for a few days off.

Song Yuran raised her head and looked over the heads of several colleagues to see Zhao Anye at the other end of the office, who also raised her head and smiled at her at this moment.

[Song Yuran]: It's okay, post-leave syndrome.

[Zhao Anye]: What do you mean?

"..." Song Yuran had no choice but to type on the keyboard to reply to her with the meaning of "post-leave syndrome". In short, it would be nice if she had money even if she didn't work.

[Zhao Anye]: You are dreaming.

Song Yuran drooped the corners of his mouth, and Zhao Anye proposed to have dinner together after get off work, thinking of learning more about the rules of survival in this world so as to better hide his little tail, so he agreed.

Zhao Anye is an alpha, and the key point is also a woman. Song Yuran can completely throw away the constraints of "ao professors can't get close".

But alpha is obviously more sensitive than omega. When they walked into a restaurant, what Zhao Anye said almost made her tongue slip when they sat down.

"I still think you're weird today, like a completely different person."

Zhao Anye's eyes were full of suspicion, which made Song Yuran extremely guilty.

She avoided Zhao Anye's gaze, pretended to be nonchalant, poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said calmly, "It's changed, isn't it still the same? Do I have horns on my head, or do I have an extra tail behind me?" "

Zhao Anye glanced at her up and down, his eyes finally fell on her chest, and said in an uncertain tone: "Your... breasts seem to be big." "Cough!"

Song Yuran choked on the tea, and the bust of the female alpha Both are b, and Song Yuran's proud figure is close to c.

Song Yuran never thought that her plan to pretend to be a was defeated by her proud figure.

Under Zhao Anye's skeptical gaze, she straightened her back, put her two hands on her breasts, and said confidently: "I put two breast pads on! A is for the sake of pleasing yourself." There was no guilt of lying in her calm eyes

.

"..." The suspicion in Zhao Anye's eyes slowly turned into speechlessness.

Fortunately, this topic is considered to be a fool, and Zhao Anye no longer doubts her authenticity.

After eating and chatting, Song Yuran thought about it, and she started to include private goods in the topic.

"I saw a piece of news two days ago that some people differentiated very late. They only differentiated into beta at the age of twenty-five."

After she finished speaking, she saw a surprised expression on Zhao Anye's face.

"No way? Twenty-five years old? Why didn't I see this news."

Can't step on the thunder accurately? Song Yuran was sweating in his heart.

He quickly changed his mind and said, "That may or may be twenty-two, I misunderstood."

"Cut~ I thought it was twenty-five, I was shocked."

In this world, 18-20 years old is the differentiation period, although there are some cases of late differentiation, but it is not to the point of panic, right?

Song Yuran asked calmly, "Why did you startle at the age of 25?

" Has the expert studied it for a long time? He is checked by various instruments every day, and he wants to find out what is wrong with him that caused his late differentiation."

This time it was Song Yuran's turn that his pupils quaked.

At the age of 23, she was dragged to be examined by the brick family, so she was not differentiated at the age of 26, so she should not be dragged to the autopsy study? ? ?

If she finds out that she is not from this world again... no one will believe that she came from time-traveling, and will only put her in a mental hospital or dedicate her life to science.

... Song Yuran didn't dare to think about it.

Before she could finish digesting this topic, Zhao Anye's next sentence made her petrified.

"Our company's regular physical examination is coming soon, and I don't know how the results of this year's examination will be."

Physical examination? ? ? Doesn't this expose the fact that you are nothing? Song Yuran could already imagine that Brick, wearing a white coat and holding a scalpel, was waving at her with a ferocious smile.

She couldn't help but trembled, "Well... can I not take the physical examination..."

"It must be impossible."

Zhao Anye's words shattered her hope.

"..."

Song Yuran was in a mess.

At this moment, the voice pack of a certain game cyclically sounded in her mind: Help me!

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  Song Yuran's positive desire to survive made him eager to change the current situation, and no matter what, he could not be treated as a specimen for dissection!

The first thing I do when I get home is to turn on the computer and enter the keyword search: [differentiation].

After some browsing, Song Yuran was a little frustrated. From the verifiable information, he learned that there is no way to artificially intervene in differentiation from the age of differentiation to natural entry.

In addition, she also saw the news that Zhao Anye mentioned, the man in the photo was surrounded by several brickmen in white coats to take pictures, and just one photo made her feel extremely oppressed.

She trembled and decided to save the country with a curve.

Differentiation usually has one feature - fever.

Song Yuran gritted her teeth, plunged into the bathroom and took a cold shower, then stood on the balcony in a thin nightgown.

At the turn of spring and summer, a gust of cool wind blew up, making her shiver.

But compared to being studied by a group of bricks, mere coldness is nothing.

She looked at the boundless night sky and shouted: "Please, hurry up!!!!" There

was silence in the air for a few seconds, and a voice came from that building: "What is the score of the object I just found?" Climb!" After shouting, there was a snap, and it was the sound of the windows being slammed shut.

Song Yuran: "..."

The next day, Song Yuran came to the company as usual, and there was nothing unusual except that his face was a little pale.

Zhao Anye came over with coffee, took a look at her, and asked, "What's the matter? You look haggard with makeup on." "Don't mention it, I feel tired just

thinking about it." Song Yuran said weakly. I was ready to take a leave of absence due to a cold and a fever, but I woke up today as if nothing had happened. For the first time, I hated myself for being as strong as a cow.

"Okay." Zhao Anye paused, and handed her an unopened cup of coffee, "Buy one get one free of coffee today, I have too much, do you want it?"

"Thank you." After taking the coffee, Song Yuran felt a little slowed down. She smiled and said, "You are so kind~"

Then she felt a strong gaze, and turned her head to see Cheng Qingqing's face Looking at them meaningfully, Song Yuran felt very uncomfortable with the involuntary upward arc of the corner of his mouth.

This familiar sense of déjà vu...

reminds her of her rotten girl roommate in college, when she sees two boys getting a little closer.

Thinking of the gossip that came from somewhere, she and Zhao Anye seemed a little ambiguous.

The two parties felt that it was outrageous after hearing it.

Thinking about how many omega in the department seem to be giving him a sneak peek, the current situation is obviously not a good thing.

So he just laughed off Cheng Qingqing's teasing gaze, and acquiesced that the other party was a partner.

"But I see that you look very pale, are you really okay?" Zhao Anye asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Song Yuran waved his hand, his complexion was pale because he didn't sleep well last night just thinking about differentiation, and he was under too much mental pressure. He confessed, "It's just emotional pressure." "That's it." Zhao Anye

nodded "A while ago, a new shopping mall was opened near here. Why don't you go shopping after work and relax." "

Okay." Song Yuran readily agreed, "I just want to buy some clothes.

" Clothes, after a few days of observation, she found that people in this world generally still have the aesthetics of dressing twenty years ago.

Dirt, too dirt.

After work, without a moment's delay, the two went straight to the new shopping mall.

The shopping mall is very close to the company, located in the bustling location of the CBD, it only takes ten minutes to walk there.

It was past five o'clock, before the sky was completely dark, the LED advertising lights on the outer walls of the shopping mall buildings began to flicker, and the words "Tiansu City" were capitalized in flamboyant and phoenix dancing.

"The architectural design of this shopping mall is pretty good. It looks very high-end from the outside." Song Yuran couldn't help but take a few more glances. This design can be considered unconventional in the modern world.

"After all, it was run by the Wanzhou Group. They are rich and powerful." Zhao Anye replied casually.

Wanzhou Group? Song Yuran frowned, why did he feel that the name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

But I can't remember the detailed memory, so I can only give up.

The shopping mall has five floors in total. The basement floor is a supermarket, the first and second floors are clothing brand stores, and the upper floors are restaurants and cinemas.

Song Yuran was dazzled by all kinds of shops, and there was no shop that he wanted to go in for a while, so he asked the people beside him, "Anye, which brand do you usually shop at?" "Let me see." Zhao Anye had

already Picking up the guide map of the shopping mall and studying the shops on each floor, she soon gave a slightly puzzled "Huh" and said to herself: "There is a branch..." Quickly said: "Let's go to the second floor

, There is a brand of clothes that I often repurchase, and the quality is quite good."

Song Yuran nodded, followed Zhao Anye to the second floor, and led them to a clothing brand store.

From the outside glass window, you can see the display models inside, and there is a shopping guide at the door.

As soon as they stepped through the door, the shopping guides in the store all smiled and welcomed: "Welcome guang~lin~~, pray for a long time~~~home~.

" I bought this one right after graduation, and I'm still wearing it, and it's of good quality." Zhao Anye, who started the shopping mode, couldn't help talking, she walked to the shelf and picked up a top to examine it.

Song Yuran, however, stood in front of the display rack and took a look. The clothes in this store were well-designed, and most of them were casual and commuting, suitable for working people. In her opinion, there was nothing special about them. "How about this shirt? It suits you quite well." Zhao Anye picked up a silk casual shirt. The embroidered print on the chest made the whole dress look less monotonous.

Song Yuran took the shirt, suffering from an occupational disease, and began to find fault: "The fabric is good, but the design is too ugly. What kind of pattern is this? It's ugly. I wouldn't like this kind of thing when I was in school. Also , Wearing this style will make the whole person fatter, and the casual style is not the same."

She put the shirt back on the shelf, and picked up a skirt hanging next to it, "This skirt, facing the Are the crowd aunts? This color is too old-fashioned, the bright colors are really dazzling, and the waist design is unreasonable, but if you change the color, choose a fresh, light color, it will not be unsalable." While speaking, a person suddenly appeared in the empty

aisle People, still wearing staff-style uniforms.

"..." The impassioned output came to an abrupt end, and Song Yuran put on a serious expression and commented: "However, existence is reasonable, and there will always be people who appreciate it, um."

Zhao Anye: "..." Your change of face is too much almost? ? ? !

Song Yuran was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in. She thought that there was no one around, so she complained to Zhao Anye, but she didn't expect to be overheard by the clerk.

She didn't want to walk out of the store sideways.

Fortunately, the clerk didn't say anything and left quickly.

Song Yuran let out a sigh of relief, put the skirt back on the shelf, and after a second look, she still felt that the skirt was ugly.

Zhao Anye followed suit, and said, "I don't think you don't say it, but it's true that changing the background color will look much better." She paused, and teased, "I didn't expect that, Yuran, When did you become so online about aesthetics? Isn't it very casual to buy clothes?"

Song Yuran sneered, and didn't dare to pick up on it. She couldn't say that fashion design is her old profession.

Thinking about the embarrassment of being broken by the clerk just now, and feeling that the style of clothes in this store didn't suit him well, Song Yuran had no intention of buying, so Zhao Anye, who was accompanying her, followed her out.

As soon as they reached the door of the store, a man walked quickly to block their way.

"Ladies, please stay."

The two of them stopped and saw the clerk in front of them clearly. They were dressed similarly to ordinary clerks, but they were different from others.

Soon, the other party reported himself: "Hello, I'm the store manager. Just now, my colleague told me that this lady has suggestions for improving our products. Can you talk about it in detail?" This can't be fishing law enforcement... Song

Yuran A drop of sweat trickled down from his forehead.

"As a thank you, this store will present you with one product each, and you can choose whatever you want."

Originally, I wanted to laugh at this question, but after hearing the temptation thrown by the store manager, my body reacted faster than my brain. Immediately replied: "Okay!"

After delaying for some time in the store, Song Yuran briefly expressed the revised opinions, and the store manager wrote them down one by one.

In Song Yuran's eyes, these little suggestions are nothing but eye-catching designs in this world.

"Is Ms. Song engaged in a related industry?" The store manager happily said: "Our company's product department is recruiting designers. I wonder if you are interested?

" , the dogs don't do the job. She doesn't want to work overtime, the dog's life is at stake.

When he came out of the shop, Zhao Anye, who was also given a piece of clothing with him, was very happy, took her hand and walked upstairs, and said with a smile: "Yu Ran, I didn't expect that you still have a costume design job." Talent."

"It's just right."

"However, if you want to switch careers to design, you might as well stay in our company. Designers are paid well, and the benefits don't flow to outsiders." "

Huh?" Song Yuran was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously asked : "Does our company have designers?"

"Of course we do, and we have our own brand."

These days, I just think about differentiation and don't pay attention to the company's situation. Didn't realize it had its own brand.

But these are none of her business.

The two walked and strolled, and went to the restaurant upstairs for dinner after they had finished their shopping.

Just after ordering, Song Yuran suddenly caught a glimpse of ink on his fingers, and quickly stood up, "I'm going to wash my hands." There is no bathroom in the restaurant, so Song Yuran had no choice but to walk out of the store and follow the signs of the mall to the bathroom

.

The bathroom is located at the corner of the floor, very far away, the more people go inside, the fewer people there are.

Following the instructions, Song Yuran walked into the corridor, the empty corridor was so quiet that only the sound of high heels hitting the tiled floor could be heard.

Click, click, click.

Turning on the faucet switch, the clear water trickled down and landed on a pair of white and delicate hands, quickly wetting them.

Song Yuran pressed some hand sanitizer, scrubbed off the ink spots on his fingers, and carefully washed his fingers and even his wrists.

The hand sanitizer smelled very good, similar to the refreshing smell of mint. She put her hand on the tip of her nose and sniffed it. The fresh smell made her hook her lips happily.

After washing her hands, Song Yuran didn't leave in a hurry. She pursed her lower lip in front of the mirror, and then took out lip gloss to complete the lip color.

Bang -

There was a sudden muffled sound in the quiet bathroom, which startled Song Yuran, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at the cubicle on the right.

Within the range of sight, only the innermost compartment door was ajar, but after the sound, there were no other sounds in the bathroom, as if nothing had happened.

"..."

It was a little strangely quiet.

She felt a little apprehensive and wanted to leave, but there was another suppressed gasp in the bathroom.

As if suffering some kind of pain.

I didn't want to be nosy at first, but Song Yuran seemed to have a telepathy, inexplicably able to sense that the person who made the sound was suffering at the moment, and maybe she needed her help.

She slowly approached the innermost compartment, and tentatively said, "Hello? Is anyone in there?"

After speaking, she obviously felt that the panting was completely suppressed.

Song Yuran was already standing in front of that door, which was ajar, and from the exposed gap, he could see the figure projected by the white flag lamp on the partition.

She hesitated a little, raised her hand and knocked on the door, "Do you need help?"

The person inside replied, "Get lost."

"..."

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    I wanted to be Lei Feng, but I was ruthlessly rejected before I started.

Song Yuran touched his nose, he was quite angry, so just get lost.

She turned to leave, when she suddenly heard another muffled sound from inside the compartment, as if someone fell to the ground.

"Are you okay!?" The sense of justice in her heart made Song Yuran ignore other things, and by the time she realized it, she had already pushed the door of the cubicle open.

I thought I would see a tragic scene when I opened the door, but I saw a woman half paralyzed on the ground, with one arm propped on the toilet seat, cold brown big/wavy long curly hair draped over her shoulders so that she couldn't see the woman clearly looks.

The other party slowly raised her head, which also allowed Song Yuran to see her face clearly.

There is only one adjective left in my mind, stunning.

Song Yuran quickly came back to his senses, and seeing the other party's eyes full of vigilance and hostility, a sense of embarrassment arose spontaneously.

She thought that no one wants to be seen by strangers when she falls in the bathroom. Fortunately, the cleaning work of the shopping mall is good, and the floor is clean after mopping.

But why is there a painful gasp? She didn't dare to ask.

"Uh... sorry..." She took a step back, "I, can I close the door for you?"

Song Yuran's normal expression made the other party's expression freeze slightly, and the hostility seemed to have subsided a little.

She closed the door of the cubicle again, turned around to leave, and heard a woman's voice from inside: "Can you help me?"

This was the first complete sentence the other party said. Clear, probably a little hoarse due to physical discomfort.

Song Yuran stopped and asked, "What can I do?"

Just as she was guessing what the current situation was, the other party answered her doubts with the next sentence.

"I'm in the susceptibility period." The person inside said, "I didn't bring inhibitors."

Song Yu suddenly realized, and finally understood why the other party treated her like that just now.

Omega will have a fever period, and the corresponding alpha will have a susceptible period.

Alphas in the susceptible period will unconsciously release pheromones to attract omega, but other alphas will also be affected by pheromones. If the alpha lacks self-control, it is very likely that the alpha in the susceptible period will want to combine. .

She is afraid that she will take advantage of others' danger and "overlord forcefully attack the bow".

It's a pity, not to mention pheromone attraction, Song Yuran is not even an alpha, and an alpha in the susceptible period is no different to her who has a fever and is sick.

"I'll buy the inhibitor for you, and I'll be back soon." Song Yuran walked a few steps forward, heard faint footsteps coming from outside the bathroom, and turned back again.

Song Yuran pushed open the door of the compartment again, and she squatted down in front of the other party, and asked, "It seems that someone is here, isn't it safe for you to stay here alone? Do you need me to take you out first?" The woman

clicked Turning her head, she wanted to stand up, but the arrival of the susceptible period made her unable to exert all her strength, otherwise she wouldn't have collapsed here in embarrassment.

Song Yuran subconsciously reached out to help her, but stopped before touching her. She asked, "Can I help you?

"

After getting permission, Song Yuran carefully helped the woman up. The close contact made her smell the perfume on the other party's body, which was very elegant and pleasant.

After fully supporting her up, she noticed that the other person's height was about the same as her own, estimated to be 173, a typical alpha height.

His eyes glanced down subconsciously, and the full curve of his chest was about the same size as his own, which was not like the figure that an alpha would have.

"Ma'am, shall I take you home? Or where?" Song Yuran thought for a while, and then asked, "What should I call you?"

The "rachel" woman paused for a moment, and then said, "My car is parked on the basement floor, get in the car first."

Song Yuran helped Rachel out of the bathroom, and walked towards the basement floor, where men and women of unknown attributes frequently threw at them. Come to the ambiguous/ambiguous sight.

After getting out of the elevator, the temperature in the underground parking lot was lower than that upstairs, and the cool wind blew over, which made Song Yuran feel a little cooler.

Holding Rachel, the heat on her body made her feel like hugging a small stove, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart how hard it is for alpha and omega.

"I'm going to buy inhibitors." Song Yuran, who had just helped him into the back seat of the car and got out of the stove, hurriedly said, "I'll be back soon." After finishing speaking, he closed the car door and walked towards the exit like a gust of wind

.

Rachel slumped in the leather seat, her hands unconsciously clenched the seat cushion to relieve the discomfort caused by the susceptible period, she took two deep breaths, and turned her head to look out the window.

In a short time, that person had already walked to the exit, and the back of the hastily leaving was completely opposite to the alpha he had met before.

Thinking of those alphas or omega, Rachel unconsciously revealed disgust.

She hates the susceptible period, and even more hates those people in the susceptible period who invite her to spend the spring breeze together like brainless lower-body animals, and always pretend to help them through the difficult susceptible period.

Song Yuran didn't delay for a moment, and quickly bought the inhibitor, almost jogging back and forth because of the rush.

She bent down with her hands on her knees and breathed a sigh of relief. The car window was covered with anti-peep film, so she couldn't see the scene inside the car clearly from the outside. Before opening the door, she knocked on the car window to remind the other party of her existence.

"Rachel, I bought the inhibitor, now open the door."

After speaking, he consciously paused for three seconds to give the other party a buffer before slowly opening the door.

Song Yuran fumbled for the lights in the parking lot until the roof light switch was turned on, and the dimly lit compartment suddenly flooded with light.

Rachel still maintained the posture she had when she got out of the car, but her face was redder, she was almost slumped in the seat, her panting/breathing was heavier than before.

Song Yuran's ears warmed up when she heard the woman's coquettish moans, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart that it's fortunate that she is not from this world, otherwise, according to the setting of the world, the instinctive reaction from the alpha gene would be uncontrollable at all.

"I bought a powerful inhibitor, and I will help you fight it now." The powerful

inhibitor is so fast that it only takes a few minutes to suppress the symptoms of the susceptible period, but she also understands that this thing has side effects on the body It's huge, using it twice a year is already the limit.

Ordinary inhibitors, according to Song Yuran's understanding, are like chronic poisons. Regular use will slowly erode the body, causing various functions of the body to decline, and it needs to be used three days in advance.

She didn't know that Rachel had already used powerful inhibitors several times, but the current situation clearly had no time to wait.

Song Yuran regained her composure, but she felt that her body temperature was hotter than before just by lifting up the opponent's cuffs. She carefully pushed the inhibitor into Rachel's body.

After using it, I put the needle back into the garbage bag, and my strained heart was slightly relieved.

The carriage was very quiet, and Rachel didn't speak, but Song Yuran could already feel that the restless mood of the other party had stabilized.

Song Yuran secretly looked at Rachel. He had just glimpsed Rachel in the restaurant and didn't have time to take a closer look. Now he really saw Rachel's appearance.

The long and curly hair hangs casually on the chest, and a strand of forehead is randomly pulled behind the ear, revealing the exquisite diamond tassel earrings, which are faintly shining under the roof lights.

At this moment, Rachel's eyes are closed, her rosy lips are tender and charming, perhaps because of her physical discomfort, her lips are tightly pressed together, her thick eyelashes are distinct and naturally curled up, and a faint shadow is sprinkled under the eyelids.

Those eyes opened suddenly, and Song Yuran fell into the other's amber pupils without warning.

"Uh..." Song Yuran was a little embarrassed when she peeked at her. She scratched the side of her face with her index finger and said, "Are you better?" "

Much better." Rachel nodded slightly, and the red face faded within a few minutes Most of the time, clarity can be seen in the originally cloudy eyes.

She said, "Thank you."

Song Yuran wanted to say no thanks, but the phone rang, and only after seeing Zhao Anye's name did he realize that he was here for dinner.

As soon as the connection was made without giving the other party a chance to speak, he quickly said: "Ah, well, I'm delayed by something, so I'll go back right away. You eat first, don't wait for me, I'll be serious right away!" Song Yuran dealt with the other end of the

phone Zhao Anye waved to Rachel to indicate that he wanted to leave.

When she hung up the phone, she had already got out of the car, and was about to close the door when she heard the person inside say, "I don't know your name yet." "You're welcome, my name is

Lei Feng!"

Song Yuran only felt herself The red scarf on the chest seems to be more colorful.

Although she did a good deed by going out for a walk, it didn't make Song Yuran's melancholy mood any better.

In some novels, the protagonist will be stimulated to differentiate by alpha and omega pheromones, but Song Yuran still hasn't differentiated after waking up.

Seeing that the date marked "Company Physical Examination" on the calendar is getting closer, if there is no differentiation before the physical examination day, then they can only... hop!

Taking advantage of going to work to catch fish, she secretly downloaded a recruitment app on her mobile phone and browsed for suitable jobs nearby.

To be honest, Song Yuran still wants to change careers, such as becoming a headhunter, but there is no help from her old classmates in this world, and she is not an HR major, so it is not easy to change careers.

Looking at it, Song Yuran saw that his company was recruiting, and there was a link to the company's official website on the homepage.

After thinking about it, she clicked into the official website.

The name of the company Song Yuran joined was Huasen, and the brand it operated was not Huasen, but "Jane Eyre", a clothing brand for young women.

It was originally just an ordinary name, but when Song Yuran saw the name of the company's legal representative—with

a bang, the phone slipped from her palm and fell on the table in a free body.

Song Yuran's expression turned petrified.

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    Huo Qingzhi...

Song Yuran was absolutely sure where he had heard this name before.

She brainstormed and finally came up with a clear memory of the name.

Huo Qingzhi's name was exactly the same as the protagonist of a novel she had read, and it was also about abo.

The content of the story is that the protagonist Huo Qingzhi inherited the clothing company of his deceased parents and was determined to carry forward the brand. He was devoted to his career, but fell into the conspiracy of his uncle and was betrayed by his friends. Under the double blow, he grew rapidly and evolved into a button. Kulu · Huo Qingzhi.

Song Yuran thought he was simply entering another world, but he didn't expect to wear a book? !

Upon hearing this news, she suddenly remembered that there was a cannon fodder woman A in the book. Although there were only a few strokes, she was so stupid that it impressed her deeply.

Cannon fodder A took advantage of working in the marketing department to sell the company's next marketing plan to the villain, causing the company to lose a lot of money.

Because the approach was so stupid, Huo Qingzhi quickly found out after the Dongchuang incident, and sent the cannon fodder woman A to prison with a backhand, and happily carried a pair of silver bracelets.

After carefully analyzing his current situation, Song Yuran quickly came to a sad fact.

Judging from the time of joining the job, combined with her gender, she seemed... to be that cannon fodder woman a.

Song Yuran's heart was ashamed, and she suddenly lost her luster. She looked up at the ceiling, and she lost her three souls and seven souls.

Why do other people transmigrate as either the protagonist or the protagonist's CP, but it's fine to transmigrate yourself as cannon fodder, and why should I go to jail! ! !

"Yu Ran?? Are you okay? Your face looks so bad."

Song Yuran forced a smile and replied, "No, it's okay..."

She was just wondering if she could get a chance to reduce her sentence by working hard on the sewing machine in prison.

After spending the whole day in a daze, Song Yuran managed to regain some energy when he returned home, and began to build up in his heart.

She can't sit still and wait for death, she wants to change her fate against the sky!

She doesn't know which part of the plot of the original work has reached the development progress of the world, but now Song Yuran has a sense of autonomy, and can completely avoid the fact that she betrayed information and went to jail.

However, she was also afraid that other incidents would happen if she escaped the tears behind bars, and she would not end well in the end.

Therefore, job-hopping is the safest thing to do! It can not only avoid being found out that he is an ordinary person, but also break away from the track of the story.

As long as you escape from the protagonist, you can jump out of the story, and there is nothing wrong with her.

Thinking of this, Song Yuran quickly opened the recruitment software. She wanted to change jobs as quickly as possible. It would be best if she could ask for leave tomorrow for an interview. It didn't matter what job she changed.

But in the evening, HR had to get off work, so Song Yuran submitted a few design-related resumes, although the recruiter was online, but no one responded.

Song Yuran couldn't sit still, so she simply got up to collect her clothes and take a shower. When she saw one of the new clothes, she suddenly remembered the olive branch thrown by the store manager of "Qijiu House" yesterday.

She paused, and quickly ran back to the house, and found the business card with the shopping receipt in the drawer.

Although he rejected the store manager's invitation at that time, the other party still handed over his business card, Song Yuran didn't care, and put the shopping receipts in his pockets into the drawer when he got home.

The attitude of refusing yesterday was very tough, but the attitude of calling today is so humble.

"Shop Manager Chen, hello, I was in your store yesterday..." Song Yuran paused, and suddenly didn't know how to continue, saying that the customer seemed unsafe, not only did he not buy any clothes, but he even bought one for nothing... ...

"Ah, I know." The store manager quickly said, "Is it Ms. Song?"

The store manager's voice fluctuated obviously: "Thank you for your valuable opinion, today I will submit your opinion to the headquarters, the design department We are already working on improving it."

"Miss Song, do you have any valuable suggestions for revision?"

"Uh..." Song Yuran was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, but compared to the cold iron bars waving to her, what is face?

"It's like this." She settled down, "I want to change jobs for personal reasons, and I want to apply for a job in your company." Upon hearing this, the

store manager welcomed her, and quickly made an appointment for her to go to the head office for an interview tomorrow. three o'clock.

Putting down her phone, Song Yuran was relieved, and an emoji of Jerry waving a white handkerchief appeared in his mind: Goodbye, mom, I'm going on a long voyage today jpg Before going to bed, Song Yuran had already planned a bright future. With the current aesthetics of the world, he entered the job by

himself It is basically not difficult to start a clothing company, and this company's rigorous attitude of "correcting when you know the mistake" would not refuse her to join.

Then design a few explosive models that will shake the world and weep ghosts and gods, and Xiangche Ticket will beckoning to her not far ahead!

Song Yuran, who had become an internationally renowned designer after brainstorming, closed her eyes and fell asleep soundly.

Before going to bed, I don't forget to comfort myself. I am an ordinary person, and I can't be regarded as an alpha in the true sense. Maybe the cannon fodder girl a is someone else, maybe I'm scaring myself.

The next day, Song Yuran took the afternoon off and went to work as usual in the morning.

Nothing more than other things, I want to chat with Zhao Anye about her "new employer".

During the lunch break, Song Yuran looked at the chicken leg box in front of him, and then at Zhao Anye who was sitting across from him while eating and looking at his phone.

Pretending to be casual and asking: "By the way, Anye, I have washed the clothes sent by Qijiu's House. The quality is pretty good without fading or shrinking." "I'm right!" Zhao Anye raised his eyebrows

, Some proudly said: "My vision is unmistakable, I have worn it for several years."

"Has this brand been in business for so many years?"

Zhao Anye thought for a while, "It's been at least four or five years since I graduated. It is said that the boss started his business by setting up a street stall in the night market with a small three-wheeled shelf. A branch has opened."

"Why is it Xiaosanlun?" Song Yuran was a little puzzled, shouldn't the night market set up a shed.

"You can run when the urban management is here!"

Song Yuran: "..."

"But speaking of this..." Song Yuran glanced up and down at Zhao Anye. Yesterday she saw some clothes for sale on the official website of Jane Eyre, "You buy Why don't you choose our company's brand for clothes?"

Zhao Anye shook his head: "Our company's brand style is not suitable for me to wear, most of them are sweet and ladylike, and I like to wear simple styles." "

Indeed." Song Yuran nodded, Zhao Anye Often paired with T-shirts and jeans, it fits her sassy appearance quite well.

In some abo novels, the female alpha is always described as neutral, forming a stereotyped impression, until she enters this world to see it with her own eyes and finds out that this is not the case.

Alpha has different styles, some like loose and comfortable clothes, and some prefer beautiful little skirts.

And omega is not always weak, there are also cool and handsome ones.

Alpha or omega is just a gender distinction, not a personal style.

Thinking of this, Song Yuran felt more and more that he could survive in this world as an ordinary person, as long as he didn't go to jail.

"The clothes Mr. Huo wears seem to be our company's own brand. I've seen them a few times."

Hearing the word "Huo", Song Yu raised his head reflexively, and blurted out with a tense expression, "Mr. Huo?" "

Yes." Huo, Mr. Huo is the big boss of our company, you won't forget, right?"

How could she forget the woman who was going to send her to jail!

Song Yuran said with a sneer: "I remember, she suddenly mentioned that she didn't turn her head around."

"Speaking of Mr. Huo..." Zhao Anye put down his chopsticks, dragged his cheeks with one hand, and his eyes began to wander, "She is really pretty, but it's a pity that she is an alpha, otherwise I would have chased her." Song Yuran: "

... "

Don't come near, it will become unlucky.

"The personality is also very good and polite, but the aura is too strong."

Song Yuran: "..."

Fake, she is Niu Kulu Huo Qingzhi, she will turn black! Those who offend her will end badly!

"What kind of omega will she find in the future..."

Song Yuran's slander came to an abrupt end. She remembered that Huo Qingzhi, who had a successful career at the end of the story, was still alone and had no destiny for CP. There was a dewy love affair in the middle, and he was betrayed by the joint Afterwards, it was also cleaned up.

Not only was there no CP, but all those who tried to seduce her were kicked out by her.

From the side, this woman has no heart, run away! The more Song Yuran thought about it, the more his

scalp became numb, so he quickly changed the subject: "Do you often see Mr. Huo?"

Mr. Huo will come down, and usually he just asks our manager for a marketing meeting, and most of the time, he just takes a look from afar." "

That's good..." Song Yuran heaved a sigh of relief, and the probability of meeting the protagonist has dropped. , As long as the next job is settled before the company's medical examination, you can resign.

The interview time was at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the company and Hua Sen were in the same central area. Song Yuran was not in a hurry to set off after the lunch break, but spent time in the company's coffee shop.

She took a sip of her latte and casually pulled a box of vanilla mints out of her pocket.

Pour out one in the palm of your hand and put it in your mouth. The refreshing taste of mint spreads from the tip of your tongue, with a hint of vanilla.

The familiar smell of mint made Song Yuran feel very comfortable. In the past, every night of overtime work, she would prepare a box of mint candy for herself. Drugs no longer worked for her, but mint could bring comfort to her chaotic brain.

The habit of eating mints is also preserved.

With one hand resting on her cheek, she looked at the scene outside the coffee shop boredly.

The midday sun was still strong, shining on the concrete floor, just looking at it, Song Yuran could feel the sultry heat of the sun on his body.

A woman walked through the huge French windows of the coffee shop. Her footsteps were fast, and the tulle skirt fluttered in the air with her movements. Song Yuran's beautiful profile caught Song Yuran's attention.

This person...

"Rachel?" Song Yuran was surprised to see Rachel, and unconsciously made a sound in surprise, but the other party didn't hear her voice through a thick layer of glass, and quickly passed by the coffee shop.

The surprise was fleeting. This place is in the central business district, and it is not far from the restaurant where we met before. It is normal for the other party to work nearby.

When the time was almost up, Song Yuran got up and walked out of the store, moving to the interview location.

On the way, she searched for the company she was about to interview, but she didn't expect that the seemingly ordinary brand had dozens of branches all over the country.

Thinking about it, the treatment must be good, Song Yuran is gearing up for a big career.

Arrived at the interview site on time, and entered the meeting room under the guidance of the staff. There were two men and two women sitting in it, with documents placed in front of them, which looked quite formal.

Song Yuran has almost never had an interview. She received an invitation to join the company right after graduation, and she officially joined the company after a brief conversation.

Now facing the four unfamiliar faces, he suddenly felt a sense of oppression, and his heart began to beat violently.

"Please take a seat." Seeing her standing still at the door, one of the interviewers spoke.

Song Yuran regained his composure, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and quickly walked to the opposite side of the conference table and sat down.

The interviewer said: "Please give a brief self-introduction and briefly explain the reasons for choosing our company.

" Interlock together.

Consciously straightened her back, and continued: "My name is Song Yuran, I am twenty-six years old, and I have more than four years of experience in fashion design..." The more he went on, the more

Song Yuran felt his heart beating faster, and everything in front of him gradually began blurred.

Her body suddenly became very heavy, and she had to hold her forehead with one hand, and what she touched became scorching hot.

The interviewer noticed her strangeness, and couldn't help asking: "Miss Song? Are you feeling unwell?"

Everything in front of her eyes began to distort. Before she lost consciousness, Song Yuran saw several interviewers walking towards her in a hurry, with hanged faces. With a flustered expression.

what happened......

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    Song Yuran opened his eyes again, and what he saw was the ceiling and the bracket for infusion.

She blinked, slowly got up from the bed, and looked around clearly.

It is a hospital.

Before she could figure out her current situation, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a doctor in a white coat walked in with a medical record.

"You're awake." The doctor said as he walked, "How do you feel?"

Song Yuran touched his face subconsciously, feeling that his strength was a little weak, and replied truthfully: "I don't have much strength, and my body feels tired."

She followed up Ask: "Doctor, what's wrong with me?"

The doctor stopped by the hospital bed, flipped through the medical records, and said, "You have differentiated, alpha."

"???????"

Song Yuran Take a deep breath.

Why didn't this damn differentiation come sooner or later, but at this time, she wouldn't be studied by doctors as a monster, right? !

Soon, the doctor's next sentence made her breathe a sigh of relief: "Someone called 120 for you to send you here, but no valid documents were found on you. This is your medical record. Please fill in the information." Thank God

! Song Yuran's strained heart was relieved, but fortunately, she forgot to bring her ID card when she went out today.

"What's wrong?" The doctor asked strangely when she saw her look like a new life.

"No, it's nothing." Song Yuran took the medical record, filled in his name, paused at the age column, and wrote 20.

The doctor took a look at the medical records, "Oh, twenty years old, this age differentiation is normal." After a pause, he said, "Since you are awake, go upstairs for a detailed physical examination." Just

relax Heartbroken again, Song Yuran quickly got off the bed and said, "Well, that, doctor, I remembered something very important, so I won't do the examination today, I'll come next time."

Doesn't a full-body examination reveal your body's age? Song Yuran was naturally not stupid. Now that he knew that he had split, he didn't need to stay in the hospital anymore. The most important thing was to leave as soon as possible.

"How can that be done!" The doctor said with a serious face: "In case of any abnormality during the differentiation, a detailed inspection can find out the problem and treat it in time." The doctor wanted to stop her from

leaving, but Song Yu turned her head and said quickly: "Doctor, There is a gas leak in my house, stop me if something happens to you, you will be responsible!" "..."

The doctor took a second to think, then withdrew his hand to grab her, "Go to the first floor to pay the bill."

Song Yuran left the ward in a hurry, without delay, and quickly took a taxi home after paying the fee at the window on the first floor.

Sitting in the taxi, Song Yuran felt a little more at ease about her future in the abo world after the belated split, but soon a question made her face full of sadness.

Dividing into alpha...doesn't it mean that I have something more...?

Thinking of this question, Song Yuran suddenly had a look of horror on her face. She lowered her head, and her slowly stretched fingers were trembling.

She still doesn't have the courage to face a "new" self.

When I got home, it was getting dark outside, Song Yuran closed all the curtains in the house, as if he was about to do something bad.

There was no light in the room, but it was enough to see the surrounding furnishings clearly. Song Yuran walked to the sofa and sat down.

Her legs were slightly apart, and she lowered her head to stare at the hem of her skirt. When she thought of what was under the hem of the skirt, she felt mixed emotions.

She suddenly remembered that when she was in school, a few innocent roommates watched the "mystery of the human body" through the computer screen for the first time in the dormitory. Song Yuran was still a little curious at first, until the actor appeared naked on the screen... She almost had to eat

overnight Yue came out.

Anyone who has lived for 26 years and is suddenly told that he has become an alpha and has an ugly thing on his body will not be calm.

After sitting on the sofa for a long time, Song Yuran plucked up the courage again, lowered her head and slowly stretched out her hand - her

fingertips were shaking violently in the air, she took a deep breath, turned her head, and stretched her hand down.

"Huh???"

Song Yuran's eyes widened for a moment, and he checked again with his hand, it was flat.

"No?!??" she exclaimed.

Differentiate into an alpha, but without a second set of organs? !

This made Song Yuran, who rejects ugly things subconsciously, relieved, and only after she relaxed did she have the energy to notice other things.

What seems wrong? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Song Yuran touched the two taels of flesh on his chest, and it was completely missing half a tael at the moment! She never thought that one day her troubled c would shrink to b without warning.

Song Yuran, who had lost half of his flesh, wanted to cry but had no tears: "I'm not complete..." It

started to rain in her heart, there is one more sad person in this city.

...

The sudden split made Song Yuran even more convinced that she was the cannon fodder woman A who had a lot of food in the original book, and she was even more determined to resign!

Quickly write the resignation report and prepare to submit the resignation letter to the company.

As soon as he stepped into the company lobby, he met Zhao Anye who was waiting for the elevator.

"Yo, Yuran." Zhao Anye took the initiative to greet her, his eyes fell on her chest undisguised, and teased: "Why don't you "make yourself look good" today?" Song Yuran, who lost her big breasts, was heartbroken

, Regarding Zhao Anye's teasing, she said angrily, "Yue, my mother is the most beautiful in the world." "

Hey, just kidding. Don't press me with pheromones."

"When will I..." Song Yuran wanted to ask herself when The pheromones were emitted, and the words came to a halt.

Pheromones? Speaking of which, alpha and omega can smell pheromones, and when their emotions fluctuate, they will also unconsciously release pheromones to suppress each other.

Hearing what Zhao Anye said now, Song Yuran was surprised that he couldn't smell the pheromone!

She took two deep breaths, and all she could smell was the smell of fried buns diffused in the air, mixed with the smell of other breakfasts.

Either way, it doesn't taste like pheromones should.

"That, An Ye." Song Yuran slowed down, pretending to be calm and said lightly: "Does my pheromone smell good?"

Zhao Anye asked suspiciously: "Can't you smell it?"

Under normal circumstances, not only can you smell other Human pheromones can also smell their own.

Song Yuran replied without changing his face: "Of course I can smell it. I'm already immune to the habit of smelling. Didn't I want to ask you?"

As long as you are calm enough, you won't be suspicious.

"Okay." After thinking for a while, Zhao Anye replied, "Not bad." "

..." This answer is the same as no answer. Song Yuran wanted to know what the smell of her pheromone was, but she was afraid that it would be a strange smell. This would make Song Yuran even worse, who was already sad and lost half of his flesh.

Hearing what Zhao Anye said now, even though she really wanted to ask clearly, she understood that she could only go so far.

She had to figure out what was going on with her body. It didn't matter if she lacked ugly things, but the worst thing was that she couldn't even smell pheromones! ! How is this different from ordinary people! !

Song Yuran subconsciously stroked the back of her neck and touched a slightly raised place. Only the glands in the back of her neck could tell her a little bit that she had differentiated into an alpha.

Whether it's straight or not is another matter.

Back in the office, the resignation matter was not important for a while, Song Yuran took advantage of the busy colleagues around him, and secretly opened the web search.

After searching, I found out that yesterday the doctor asked her to stay for a full-body examination. It is not unreasonable. The differentiation is not completely smooth. Some people will have sequelae after differentiation, and some symptoms will gradually recover over time. It is possible that they will not recover. .

The final conclusion of the search is that it is necessary to go to the hospital for a full-body examination to see if there is a problem in any link in the differentiation process before effective treatment can be carried out.

Song Yuran was very sad.

Not being able to smell the pheromone made her very distressed, but if she went to the hospital, she would definitely expose her slow differentiation, and she took a step back and said that if it was cured, what would happen if there was an ugly thing on her body.

Just when she was in a dilemma, a small window popped up in the lower right corner of the page: Famous doctors online free consultation! >>>>

Without hesitation, Song Yuran moved the mouse and clicked into the window.

Even if she is selling fake medicine, she admits it, and now she must find a way to restore her sense of smell.

Song Yuran told the doctor about her current situation, and described everything truthfully except for the falsification of her age.

Doctor: Judging from your description, it is a problem in the differentiation process, and there are many reasons for the problem. The current treatment method is still to go to the hospital for a detailed examination, otherwise, as an alpha body defect, it will have a great impact on your future.

defect? Song Yu, who lost half of his flesh, slandered, isn't it a defect? ​​The proud big breasts have shrunk due to the damn differentiation, isn't it a defect? ! As for that stuff, she didn't care at all.

Although she used to make some colored jokes with her good friends, this does not mean that she can accept herself as a "transgender".

Unregistered user: I can't smell pheromones now, is this also therapeutic?

Doctor: Some people can't smell pheromone for a short time after differentiation. As long as they are treated in time, they can recover gradually. Don't worry.

Unregistered user: Is it possible to recover naturally without treatment?

Doctor: Natural recovery is also possible.

On the white screen, Song Yuran only had the words she wanted to see: "natural recovery", "possible".

Rounding off means that it can be restored naturally! Song Yuran was overjoyed, so what kind of inspection is there, as long as the alpha is installed before the pheromone sense of smell is restored, and no one will release the pheromone casually.

The pheromone problem was solved, and Song Yuran's frowning expression gradually became clear. She looked up at the manager's office diagonally behind, and the department manager had just entered.

She took the resignation report, followed quickly, and walked into the office after knocking on the door for permission.

The manager is an alpha, except that he has a bad temper and sometimes quarrels with the department heads due to work, but he is quite easy to talk to.

Song Yuran made up an extremely perfect reason for resignation, but as soon as the report was handed in, the manager glanced at it and pushed it back, and she didn't even have time to explain it.

"I can't handle the resignation application." The manager quickly said, "You have to send it to the HR department for review before you can resign." The HR department is not on the

same floor, but the company's regulations are like this. You can move upstairs with the resignation report.

"The eighth floor..." Song Yuran sighed, and the mirror of the elevator door reflected her appearance at the moment.

Today Song Yuran picked out a casual shirt. The V-shaped stand-up collar generously exposed her slender neck and white collarbone. The hem of the shirt was casually tucked into the jeans, looking refreshing and capable.

Shirt commuting style is something Song Yuran rarely tried before, but now it looks tall and slender, Song Yuran finally understands why cool girls are often called "a".

a? Take the chest instead.

Just when Song Yuran was obsessed with the new style he had unlocked, there was a "ding" sound above his head, and the elevator door slowly opened.

When the door was fully opened, Song Yuran stepped forward with one leg to go in, but was stunned when he saw the person in the elevator.

Surprised: "Why are you here?"

The style is different from the one I saw that day. The person in front of me is wearing a dark green suit with a chiffon oatmeal shirt inside. The beautiful swan neck with a parted neckline and a large area of ​​fair skin can be seen at a glance. Moles add a touch of ascetic beauty.

The hem of the shirt is completely tucked into the trousers, which makes the legs straight and slender, perfectly interpreting that the waist is full of legs.

The side-parted bangs are made into a goddess curl, and the long brown curly hair is casually draped over the shoulders. The curved arc of each strand of hair is amazing.

Rachel was also obviously surprised, her beautiful face was clearer than that night, and the bright red lipstick gave off a glamorous aura.

And those amber eyes showed a mixture of surprise and doubt at the moment.

Soon, Rachel spoke.

"It's you."

"Lei Feng."

"..."

Hearing this inappropriate name on the occasion of reunion, Song Lei Feng and Yu Ran felt a little complicated.

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"Uh..." Song Yuran froze for a moment, thinking that he would resign soon, so he didn't explain the misunderstanding about the name, and quickly asked, "Do you work here too?" "Yeah." Rachel nodded

, Eyes drooping slightly, she saw the paper clutched by her side, "Looks like you too." "

I won't be anymore soon." She walked into the elevator, pressed the button for the 8th floor, and noticed that the lights on the 12th floor were on. Rachel works on the 12th floor.

The higher the floor, the higher the position, Song Yuran secretly guessed Rachel's position in her heart.

At the same time, look at the people next to you through the elevator mirror in front of you.

There were only the two of them in the car, and it was so quiet that only the elevator was running and the smell of perfume on Rachel's body was very clear in the small car.

It has a very elegant fragrance and won't give people a pungent and inferior feeling. Judging from the other party's clothing, it is obvious that he is a person who pays attention to his image.

Unconsciously remembering that night when Rachel collapsed in the bathroom in embarrassment, and thinking of the susceptible period that alpha would go through, she couldn't help feeling anxious, and habitually took out vanilla mint candy from her pocket and poured one into her mouth.

Because of this move, Rachel threw her gaze at her, Song Yuran paused, and asked, "Do you want to eat it? Vanilla mints."

She thought Rachel would refuse, after all, she didn't seem too approachable, but the other party Hearing "Vanilla Peppermint" raised his eyebrows slightly, he seemed very interested, and quickly stretched out his hand, palm up.

"Thank you." Rachel bent her lips towards her, the inhuman coldness on her face disappeared in an instant, and her amber eyes were also warmed up in an instant, and the upturned eyes gave people a smile when she smiled. A feeling of being discharged.

Song Yuran only felt as if she was really electrified, and the mints in the iron box made a slight bumping sound as she shook her fingertips.

I thought I had seen a lot of models as a designer, and no one would look better than them, but the person in front of me not only perfectly blended her elegant temperament and powerful aura, but most importantly, she was a great beauty!

The goddess with red lips and curly hair has always been Song Yuran's dream object. For the first time, she felt that she was a dog, and her ears were a little burning unconsciously.

The atmosphere in the car was a little warmer because of the mints, so Rachel took advantage of the situation and asked, "What do you mean when you said it will be gone soon?" "

Oh." Song Yuran settled down, stuffed the mints back into his pocket, Said: "I plan to resign."

She raised the resignation report in her hand to show that she was not joking.

Rachel asked why, Song Yuran didn't even think about the reason for resigning to the outside world, it just so happened that the elevator reached the eighth floor and the door opened.

She quickly walked out of the car, avoiding the question naturally, and waved to Rachel: "I'll go first, see you when I have a chance." After she finished speaking, she turned her head and

saw a colleague from the HR department standing at the door with documents in her hand Clip, there is still a bit of sincerity and sincerity on his face.

Facing Rachel's question of whether to enter the elevator, the colleague's head was as far away as a rattle, "You go first, I will go down."

Song Yuran listened to it, and this "you" is very spiritual. With Rachel's aura Sure enough, it is at the senior level.

Now is not the time to speculate. She quickly chatted with the colleague and asked about the process of submitting her resignation.

"Come to resign." The colleague glanced at her, turned and walked towards the office, "Come with me."

After entering the office, the colleague accepted her resignation report as a matter of business, and asked the reason for her resignation.

Song Yuran straightened her back slightly, and said directly, "I want to work in another company."

"Is our company not paying you well?" the colleague asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Yesterday's interview just started and ended in dismal due to differentiation. Song Yuran didn't know how the salary in this world is like. If it is compared with the salary clearly marked by some companies on the recruitment software, it is indeed much better.

Afternoon tea is provided at least once a week, gifts are given during holidays, employees receive red envelopes on their birthdays, and there are additional subsidies for overtime work.

This is much better than the sweatshop where she was exhausted and involuntary before!

Song Yuran said unconscionably, "It's pretty good...but I don't feel happy."

The colleague gave her a suspicious look, obviously confused, but in the end he didn't say anything, put the resignation report into the folder, and said: " The application has been received, and I need to send it to the leader for signature and approval, and you can check the results in the internal system later." "

Okay!" Song Yuran was overjoyed, and just as he was about to leave with happy small steps, he heard his colleague tentatively He asked casually, "Do you know Mr. Huo?"

"Ah?" Song Yu was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "Which Mr. Huo?"

"Is there any other Mr. Huo in our company?" Pointing her finger up, "That Mr. Huo."

Although she didn't understand why the other party asked such an inexplicable question, she answered truthfully. She shook her head, "I don't know you." "

Oh." The colleague nodded, He muttered: "I saw you greet her just now, and I thought you knew each other." "

Then I'll..." Before I could say the word "Let's go" and it was stuck in my throat, Song Yuran's eyes widened unconsciously. With a surprised face, "Wait... just now... the person in the elevator... is... Mr. Huo? Huo, Huo Qingzhi?" When she

said this, she could feel her voice trembling and her body covered in hairs put up.

After being affirmed, Song Yuran's surprised expression turned into shock and panic.

There is no such thing as the cannon fodder girl A rescuing the protagonist in the susceptible period in the bathroom in this tm original work! ! ! !

She suddenly felt like a drunken butterfly, unable to fly out of the world behind bars.

Watched by his colleagues, Song Yu ran away from the HR department like a lonely soul without a master.

All she could think about was "what to do" and "what to do". She thought she could escape from the protagonist as long as she resigned, but now she met Huo Qingzhi in advance without knowing it! ! ! The plot seems to be crooked, wouldn't it be a more tragic ending to go down? Is it too late to escape now? ? ?

Back at the office, Song Yuran who learned that Rachel was Huo Qingzhi didn't have the high spirits before going out, and Zhao Anye's dejected look caused Zhao Anye to worry, but Song Yuran didn't say anything when the other party asked her.

"I wanted to go to sing karaoke together after work, but I guess you're not in the mood." Zhao Anye said solemnly, "Go home after work and have a good rest." "Go!" Song Yuran only heard the previous sentence

, He quickly raised his head and pulled away from his own world.

"I'm going! Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

When talking about how to relieve the pressure of work, Song Yuran would take friends to go to ktv to have a good time, drink some wine, and forget all the bad things.

After drinking, Song Yuran only felt that the whole of Hua Sen belonged to her. He drank half a bottle of beer, waved his hand, and said proudly: "Mai Lai! The original singing is off!" Zhao Anye looked at the singing stage

, It just so happened that this was Song Yuran's lyrical song, so he turned off the original song and turned around to see that Song Yuran had picked up the microphone on the table and was about to start singing.

"Oh~~~ I can't fly no matter what, Huahua's world~~So I am a ~drunk butterfly, oh~~~Your vow is an understatement, but it will change my life , a knot that can no longer be untied~~~oh~~~!!" "..." Zhao Anye looked at the lyrics on the screen, and there was not a single word in the song that could match the lyrics, the infectious singing voice As well as the brainwashing lyrics, Zhao Anye actually had a lingering feeling. Song Yuran put the mic back on the table after singing, and sat on the sofa slumped and looked even more down. Zhao Anye was about to speak, but she covered her face with her hands and started to sob.

"..." This must be really drunk.

Zhao Anye was very helpless, stopped the background sound, walked over and sat down beside her, "What's the matter with you? Tell me what happened and you will feel better." As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yuran let go of the hand covering her face

. , took a deep breath and sucked the tears back together, and said in his mouth: "Song Yuran, you have to be strong, those things that can't kill you will eventually make you stronger."

Song Yuran began to instill poisonous chicken soup in himself: "Woman Be strong."

Zhao Anye was worried that something serious would happen, but now seeing Song Yuran comforting himself, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. Some people went crazy drunk, some fell asleep drunk, and I have never seen anyone drunk and brainwashed themselves. of.

......never mind.

The singing in the box continued.

In the end, Song Yuran didn't know how he got home. When he woke up, it was dawn, and taking advantage of the wake-up alarm clock not ringing, Song Yuran got up from the bed and found his phone to open the company's internal system.

In the column of personnel changes, her resignation application has progressed, from "pending" to - pending.

pending? ? ? ? What's the meaning? ? ? ? Is there such a thing? ? ? ?

7

 Song Yuran felt that today was extremely unlucky. It was still a sunny day when she went out, but just after she got out of the subway station, it suddenly started to rain.

The terrible thing is that I forgot to bring an umbrella today, so I had to run all the way downstairs to the company.

"Yu Ran, what are you doing here, why don't you go in?" The colleague came over, stood on the steps of the company lobby, put away the umbrella while talking, and shook off the rain on it.

Song Yuran looked up at the sky, only a few minutes before and after, the sudden rainstorm came and stopped suddenly.

Nothing left but a little hydration in the ground.

Oh, and her clothes with countless light raindrops.

"I was thinking..." She looked at the sun hidden in the dark clouds, and said melancholy, "Is it going to be bad luck today?"

Thinking of the "pending" on the resignation application, she has two big heads, but the background finds her I can't deal with the contact information of the colleague who resigned yesterday, so I can only take the time to go upstairs again today to ask the reason.

As soon as she sat down at her workstation, she heard a colleague chatting next to her, and she heard several keywords that interested her: "competition" and "bonus". The office chair slid smoothly on the tiles. Song Yuran joined their conversation, asking curiously, "What are

you talking about?"

Autumn new style, as long as the design draft is adopted by the company, you will get a very generous bonus and a week of paid vacation!" "

Wow." Song Yuran couldn't help opening his eyes wide, and his heart moved for a moment, and he quickly said: "But then It's also a matter of the design department, and it has nothing to do with us."

"You've only been here so long, so it's normal if you don't know." The colleague explained: "Our company's internal design competition, regardless of any department or position, can participate. Just email the person in charge directly."

"What is this called? Art comes from life. Maybe our non-professional ideas will make the boss's eyes shine?"

"Oh oh oh." Song Yuran echoed a few words, and quickly quit their chat. Although bonuses and paid vacations were very attractive, as a person who was about to resign, she didn't have the energy to participate.

I wanted to let the clothes dry naturally, but the wet shoulder in the hardest-hit area made her feel a little uncomfortable. Thinking that there was a dryer in the bathroom, Song Yuran planned to go to the bathroom to deal with it.

As soon as she stood up, she heard footsteps coming from the door, and she saw the manager at a glance. He turned slightly sideways and talked to the people beside him.

Seeing the person next to the manager, Song Yuran sat back subconsciously, lowering his head like an ostrich.

Rachel, oh no, why is Huo Qingzhi here!

Song Yuran was extremely shocked, but couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart, so she straightened her body and looked in their direction.

People didn't see it, because they were about to walk in front of her. Song Yuran's station was close to the manager's office, and he met Huo Qingzhi's eyes with a slight glance.

The other party also saw her, and suddenly sneered with the corners of his mouth on that expressionless face.

Song Yuran was sure, that was definitely a sneer! Because Huo Qingzhi just glanced at her like a stranger, and walked past her desk with the manager without turning his eyes.

This attitude is completely different from before!

It's over, even though I don't know how I offended the protagonist, it's not a good omen.

Song Yuran was restless, and always felt a sense of oppression. She quickly fled the scene, and didn't feel her breathing became easier until she walked into the bathroom.

"Small scene, don't panic." Song Yuran comforted himself in the mirror, "When you resign, you will be out of the plot. Then the sky will fly high and the water will swim wide." Do a good job of mental preparation, and then remember that I came

here The purpose, looking at the hand dryer installed on the wall at half a person's height, Song Yuran looked around to confirm that there was no one in the bathroom, then squatted down and put his shoulders under the hand dryer in an awkward shrugging posture.

The warm wind blew past, and it was so comfortable that Song Yuran unconsciously squinted his eyes.

But at the same time, the noise in her ears prevented her from hearing the sounds around her, such as footsteps.

Suddenly there were more people in the gradually blurred vision, Song Yuran reflexively opened his eyes, and when he saw the person coming, he slammed his head on the hand dryer next to him.

Regardless of the headache, she stood up and subconsciously wanted to run, but she was grabbed by the collar just after taking half a step forward.

She heard Huo Qingzhi ask in a cold voice: "Everyone is a, why are you running?"

This unavoidable reaction made Huo Qingzhi wonder if he had entered the wrong bathroom.

Song Yuran wept silently in her heart, the same fate as a, some people are the protagonists, some people are cannon fodder, and there is no such thing, please stay away from me! I don't want to go to jail! ! !

Seeing that she was struggling without hope, Song Yuran gave up running for a second. She turned around and saw the person in front of her again. Her mood was completely opposite from the last time, and her eyes were full of vigilance.

"Huo, Mr. Huo..."

"Oh?" Huo Qingzhi raised his eyebrows unconsciously on that glamorous face, and finally gained some warmth, "It seems that you know." "But I don't

know "Huo Qingzhi sneered, "Lei Feng, no, I should call you Song Yuran, right?"

Huo Qingzhi hated being deceived the most, so he specifically asked the personnel department yesterday if there was anyone named "Lei Feng" Resigned, I didn't expect that people were not called Lei Feng at all, huh.

"..." Song Yuran didn't know how to explain the stalk of "Lei Feng" to the other party, why there is no good person Lei Feng in this world! !

She bit the bullet and said: "I, I think I can explain about the name, do you want to listen?"

She was ready for the other party to say "No, no", but Huo Qingzhi refused to press it again Following the routine, he raised his jaw slightly to signal her to continue.

"This...it's like this..." Song Yuran racked his brains to find words, "There used to be a man in our village named Lei Feng, he was very warm-hearted and helpful, so...we would praise him when we met a warm-hearted person It's Lei Feng."

"So, I really didn't mean to lie to you." She swore with three fingers up, "I swear by the functions of my future partner!"

Huo Qingzhi frowned, as if weighing her words At this moment, approaching footsteps sounded outside the door.

somebody is coming.

Song Yuran hurriedly found an excuse to leave the bathroom, and heaved a sigh of relief when she returned to her work station.

No, why did she act like she was afraid of being caught having an affair? ? ?

Song Yuran went back carefully to what she remembered in the original book. In the original book, Huo Qingzhi was a person who would take revenge, otherwise why the person who offended her in the end ended so badly.

When reading that novel at that time, Song Yuran only felt a refreshing feeling of upgrading the fluent writing, but now that he has entered the novel and is still the role of cannon fodder, he is not at all happy to face Huo Qingzhi again!

But... Song Yuran recalled the few times he had contact with Rachel. Although Rachel was hostile to her during the first meeting due to the sensitive period, the attitude of the other party later seemed not to have the feeling of Hell Shura in the original book.

Could it be that her arrival had a butterfly effect?

Before she could figure out why, the intercom phone on the desk rang, and she picked it up absent-mindedly.

"This is the general manager's office. I'm President Huo's secretary. About your resignation application, come to the general manager now." "???" After

putting down the phone, Song Yuran was still in a dazed state, what? Huo Qingzhi looking for her?

But since it was a matter of resignation, Song Yuran had no choice but to go.

Before entering the general manager's office, what she imagined in her heart was the spacious, bright and high-end president's office in those idol dramas.

But when I actually walked in, the first few rows of mobile shelves I saw were filled with all kinds of clothes of different lengths, and I thought I should design samples.

And Huo Qingzhi was sitting at the desk in the center, looking down at the documents, with a pair of silver-gray silk-rimmed glasses on his tall nose.

Song Yuran once again lamented Huo Qingzhi's beauty, if it weren't for the beautiful and powerful protagonist in the book, she really wanted to get to know him better.

The secretary closed the door and left the two of them in the office. This sound also made Huo Qingzhi look up from the document.

Seeing that it was her, Huo Qingzhi put the documents in his hand aside, and took off the plain mirror on the bridge of his nose. The habitual movement of brushing his hair was unconsciously seductive.

"Sit." Huo Qingzhi had a businesslike attitude.

Song Yuran sat down opposite her. He was too nervous in the bathroom just now and didn't take a closer look. Now Huo Qingzhi is sitting on the office chair, behind him is a huge floor-to-ceiling glass, the sunlight after the rain refracts in, and the film on the glass is ingenious Block the scorching sun, leaving only bright natural light.

This made Huo Qingzhi's red lip glaze even more eye-catching, and today's lip-biting makeup added a sultry beauty to her whole body. She even believed that she was a model.

"I've read your resignation report." Huo Qingzhi took out the resignation report from the folder on the right, looked at Song Yuran's signature on it, and then looked up at her, "Why did you resign?" "Uh

... "Being looked at by Huo Qingzhi like this, Song Yuran's mind suddenly went blank, and he couldn't think of any excuses that he had thought up for a long time.

"Because..." She put her hands on her lap cautiously, and she had a flash of inspiration: "Because I don't think there is room for improvement if I continue to stay here."

Huo Qingzhi changed his posture, resting his face with one hand At the same time, he took a long breath and motioned for her to continue talking.

Why do you seem to be sighing?

Song Yuran didn't have the heart to think about other things, and continued to fool around, and used everything he could think of. In short, the company is not good, but I am incapable and want to be promoted. Why don't I resign and find a bowl to beg under the overpass.

In the end, she herself didn't know what she said.

Song Yuran said so much, but Huo Qingzhi didn't listen to her, just her evasive appearance was not enough to make Huo Qingzhi believe what she said.

The office was silent for several seconds, dead silent.

"You started in the morning—" Huo Qingzhi said slowly, with the same calm attitude on his face, "to be precise, after learning of my identity, my attitude was very strange." She paused and

said Zhong: "Are you afraid of me?"

8

   "Are you afraid of me?"

Song Yuran choked on these words, and she took a closer look at Huo Qingzhi. The person in front of her was very different from the cold and fierce impression given to her in the book. It can be said to be extremely soft and beautiful, without the sharpness in her imagination. Her sharpness is not like a tough alpha, but more like an ordinary woman.

But... what I'm afraid of is your protagonist aura!

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and Song Yuran's words were stuck in her throat. She couldn't tell Huo Qingzhi that she came from another world and knew the bitter history she would experience in the future. Into a mental hospital.

After the stalemate, Huo Qingzhi exhaled lightly, as if he had given up on this topic.

She glanced at the resignation application on the table again, and asked instead: "How's the head?

" The image of Da Meng A is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Huo Qingzhi tapped the side of his head above the ears, Song Yu was stunned, and then tapped his own head.

"Hiss." Only then did she remember what happened to her head being hit by the hand dryer in the bathroom, and when she remembered the long-neglected pain clamoring for her own existence, she actually felt a slight bulge when she touched it carefully.

"What were you doing in the bathroom just now?" Huo Qingzhi said.

Song Yuran's memories of that time came to mind, and she could see her strange and awkward posture in the mirror, squatting and twisting, and her non-existent face made her blush.

"I'm not a fool!" Song Yuran hurriedly explained, "My clothes were soaked by the rain, so I wanted to blow them on." She scratched her head, accidentally touched the place where she was hit, and grinned in pain. Huo Qingzhi couldn't help laughing at this funny look, but only for a moment, she bent her finger to her lips, and said: "There are clothes over there, you can choose one to change. " That's why Song Yuran was so curious about the designs of those rows of clothes, and after weighing it up, he accepted Huo Qingzhi's proposal.

She walked up to the moving shelf, stretched out her fingertips and brushed over the pieces of clothing, and finally landed on one of them.

Taking out that dress, it was a v-neck t-shirt with two-color splicing design, and the large opening design at the sleeves and elbows, which was a bit of a modern Hong Kong style.

Compared with the common solid color or the soil dregs design of landscape and flower graffiti in this world, it is unconventional. As fashionable as Mr. Huo himself.

Song Yuran held the dress and asked Huo Qingzhi, "Can I choose this one?"

Huo Qingzhi looked up, saw the dress in her hand, and was stunned for a moment, "It's up to you." Said After finishing, he lowered his head to deal with the work.

Seeing that she was busy, Song Yuran didn't bother her. He took the dress and thanked her before leaving the office.

The moment she closed the door, she remembered that she had come to resign! ! ?

Just when he was about to go back to confirm his resignation, Huo Qingzhi's secretary came over when he saw her coming out. Song Yuran couldn't turn around anymore, and nodded to the secretary as a greeting.

"Hey, why are you holding this dress?" The secretary was about to open the door, but she grabbed the doorknob with both hands, and turned around to ask.

Song Yuran stopped, turned around and picked up the dress in his hand, "Do you mean this one? My clothes got wet. Boss Huo asked me to pick one, so I'll take this one. Is there any problem?" "

Nothing "The secretary shook his head, "This is a scrap sample that doesn't pass the design."

"..." Song Yuran had no words.

Before she could react, the secretary muttered again: "Boss Huo designed it himself."

I won't be sleepy if you say that! Song Yuran walked up to the secretary in three steps and two steps, took her arm, and asked curiously, "Why didn't you pass the test? I think this dress looks pretty, and it must be mass-produced and sold well." The secretary shook her head

, Feeling helpless, thinking that it was not a secret, I told her.

Every piece of clothing designed by Mr. Huo will be sent to the design department to ask the designers for their opinions after the samples come out. If they are rejected, they will give up the clothes without hesitation. It can be said that the designer's opinion is greater than Huo Qingzhi's personal thoughts.

The secretary didn't understand, but Song Yuran quickly understood the reason after thinking about it for a while.

Huo Qingzhi's parents died in a car accident when she was 20 years old, leaving behind Hua Sen who was still developing. In order to inherit the will of her parents, Huo Qingzhi, who originally studied music, transferred to business management and taught herself fashion design .

After all, with a non-professional background, Huo Qingzhi is not confident in her own designs, even though she would not hesitate to give up on a design she thought was good after being rejected by a professional designer. Song Yuran somewhat understands why Huo Qing will be so miserably in the future... Design is the most important thing to innovate, and sometimes the unique style gives people a sense of eye-catching, because they listen to these conservatives too much and have no ideas of their own. How else can we say that the aesthetics of clothing in this world is still stuck in twenty years ago. Seeing Song Yuran's leaving back, the secretary looked away, pushed the doorknob and opened the door of the general manager's office. Huo Qingzhi was still looking at the design drawings submitted by the design department. Song Yuran's resignation report was still put aside. The secretary walked over and said, "Mr. Huo, there is something I want to talk to you about." "Say it." Huo Qing He put down the blueprint and signaled the other party to continue. The secretary put both hands in front of him, and said shyly: "I told you before, I'm getting married, and I plan to go home with my husband to develop." Huo Qingzhi nodded, "I know, resign Just hand over the job well, have you found a new secretary?" "Still looking." The secretary shook his head, "There are not many beta job seekers in the talent market, and you may not find a suitable one in a while." Other bosses Secretaries are recruited on a merit-based basis, alpha first and then omega, and beta will only be considered if they can't find one.



















But Huo Qingzhi is different. Her requirement is beta first, and business ability second. Even an alpha whose business ability can blow the sky can't catch her eyes.

This confuses the secretary, even though she's also a beta.

The secretary couldn't hold back, and asked, "Mr. Huo, why did you choose Beta as your assistant?"

Huo Qingzhi didn't speak, but narrowed his eyes slightly, and the secretary immediately felt an invisible oppressive force, like ice The breath rolled into her nasal cavity. If Beta was not sensitive to pheromones, the other two genders would have been unable to stand in the face of such strong pheromone suppression.

The secretary consciously talked too much, immediately lowered his head, and said: "Mr. Huo, I will continue to pay attention. If there is a suitable candidate,

we will arrange an interview as soon as possible.

" , and asked again: "Mr. Huo, how do you deal with Song Yuran's resignation?"

Huo Qingzhi glanced at the resignation report, remembering the man's evasiveness about the reason for his resignation, smiled emotionlessly, and said, "Let's let go first." Let's go."

"Okay." The secretary nodded and went out quickly, and Huo Qing was the only one left in the office.

It was so quiet that you could even hear a pin drop on the ground.

Huo Qingzhi lowered his head, propped his head with one hand, rubbed his forehead, and briefly withdrew from a pile of design drawings.

Although each drawing is different, the styles are quite different, and there is nothing new at all. How can these things stand out from the market?

At the age of 23, she officially took over the company from her uncle Huo Yuandong. She was ready to do a big job at first, but after taking over, she found out that Hua Sen, who was originally on the rise in three years, missed it under Huo Yuandong's management. Given the opportunity to occupy the market, Jane Eyre, which had almost become a national brand, became a mediocre brand.

In the past three years since taking over, no matter how hard Huo Qingzhi worked, it seemed that there was not much progress in the company's development. If there is no progress this year, I'm afraid we can only close some branches and reduce the scale.

A heavy sigh sounded from the office, Huo Qingzhi opened his eyes, and saw Song Yuran's resignation report on the table again.

She reached out to pick up the report, looked at the name on it and murmured: "Song, Yuran..."

Just after she finished speaking, Song Yuran's face unconsciously appeared in front of her eyes.

What made Huo Qingzhi remember that face was the clean and pure eyes of the other party. He was obviously an alpha, and he seemed to be unable to smell his own pheromones at all, unlike those alphas who reacted instinctively out of pheromones. She feels uncomfortable and even disgusted.

Huo Qingzhi put the last resignation report in the drawer.

Song Yuran went downstairs and went to the HR department, and chatted with the colleague who dealt with the resignation yesterday. The accurate information he got was: the pending decision needs to be handled by Mr. Huo himself. To put it simply, if you want to resign, go to Mr. Huo and nod.

"..." She thought about it, and felt that she could work for a few more days, and when Boss Huo was in a better mood, he would naturally let her go.

Before returning to the office, Song Yuran changed into the dress designed by Huo Qingzhi. It was short-handed and soft-mouthed. Combined with the scene at the general manager just now, Song Yuran felt that Huo Qingzhi was not as scary as in the original book.

After all, I still asked myself if it hurts.

It seems that Mr. Huo, who has not evolved into Niu Kulu Huo Qingzhi, is still kind of human.

9

    Song Yuran, who had changed her shirt, caught Cheng Qingqing's attention. She turned her head and looked at her wonderingly, "Hey, Yuran, why did you change your clothes?" I just changed it."

She blinked: "Is this dress good-looking?"

Cheng Qingqing looked him up and down, then shook his head: "It's not good-looking, and it's a bit ugly."

Song Yuran never expected that her aesthetics would be ruthlessly rejected , she asked: "Where is it ugly?"

Cheng Qingqing pointed to the elbow joint exposed by her bent arm, "It's all torn, do you still wear it?" "

..." Song Yuran was so speechless for a while that she couldn't speak Speaking of which, in modern times, the person who said this sentence is definitely a person of grandma's generation.

But... Cheng Qingqing is only in her twenties.

Yes, this is reality.

"I don't believe it yet." Song Yuran was not convinced, she wanted to let the other party know what fashion is today, "Do you have scissors?" "

Yes."

Cheng Qingqing gave her a pair of art scissors, and Song Yuran tried it. Try the sharpness of the scissors, and grab your jeans without hesitation and go down with the scissors.

A hole, two holes...appeared.

In addition to the holes, she also cut the flat trousers to resemble tassels.

Then she received Cheng Qingqing's astonished gaze.

There used to be ripped pants in this world, but they are different from the level where you can see the skin now. They are basically fake holes with a little thread stitched on the surface. They appeared in the market for a short period of time and then disappeared.

Song Yuran's actions attracted the attention of colleagues around her, and they were curious about her diy ripped pants. More and more people watched, and finally even the manager in the office ran out.

The people in the office were divided into two factions. The conservatives felt that Song Yuran cut his trousers like beggars' trousers.

The fresh ones think that Song Yuran's idea is very unique. It will be cool to wear in summer. They have seen too many stereotyped jeans, and the cut ones with holes are innovative and individual.

Among them, the two giants of the department each held a faction, and they were arguing fiercely.

The conservatives are headed by the manager. He thinks that Watson's employees dress like this to make people think that the company is not treated well and can't afford good pants.

The supervisor felt that he was free to dress, and even the leader could not interfere at will. Moreover, such a hole gave people an eye-catching feeling. Maybe it will become a popular model in the future.

What Song Yuran didn't expect was that the two leaders were originally "friendly exchanges", and their voices gradually expanded, and finally they quarreled over a pair of jeans... Both the

manager and the supervisor are alphas, and they are both relatively strong personalities. The atmosphere in the office has changed.

Song Yuran didn't know why some colleagues showed painful and depressed expressions, while some colleagues' faces gradually turned rosy.

This scene is too weird...

It wasn't until the two leaders set their eyes on her that Song Yu realized why the people around him reacted like this.

It's pheromone suppression!

Alpha will release pheromones to suppress the other party when the mood fluctuates greatly, and those colleagues who can smell the pheromones will respond to the pheromones unconsciously.

But I can't smell it! How should she react? ? ?

Feeling that the atmosphere is getting more and more wrong, more and more eyes are gathered on him.

This won't work, it will expose the fact that he can't smell the pheromone, Song Yuran's brain is spinning fast, thinking about how to deal with it.

The next second—she held her forehead with one hand and made a delicate gesture.

If there is a handkerchief, she can perform Lin Daiyu's upper body on the spot.

Song Yuran's reaction stunned the quarreling managers and supervisors, a huge question mark appeared on their faces at the same time, and they were a little stunned.

Seeing this reaction, Song Yuran knew that he had made the wrong bet, so he could only bite the bullet and divert their attention, "Well, manager, supervisor, I think what you said makes sense." When the bowl of water was leveled, the

two Only the style is satisfied.

The incident in the office made Song Yuran a little scared. After thinking about it, he still had to resign as soon as possible. God knows when he will smell the pheromone.

But... She didn't dare to go to Huo Qingzhi.

Several days passed like this, and the days turned to weekends. Song Yuran's tense nerves were temporarily relaxed from work.

On a rare weekend, she didn't stay at home, but went out to learn more about the world.

Song Yuran is used to the life of electronic payment, one-click order delivery in the mall, but electronic payment has just become popular in this world, and many merchants have not opened electronic payment, let alone e-commerce online shopping.

For example, now, Song Yuran was about to pay the bill and checked his pocket only to find that...the wallet was not with him.

"Can I pay by mobile phone?"

The cashier smiled apologetically, "We haven't activated the electronic payment function yet." "

..."

There was no way, Song Yuran could only put the box of mints back on the shelf, and walked out of the mall empty-handed come out.

Coming out of the entrance on the first floor is a large square, and there are still a lot of people on weekends. Song Yuran looked at the scene of people coming and going, and she stood there for a moment in a daze.

She is confused about her future.

Judging from the current situation, she doesn't know whether she can get out of the original plot track smoothly.

Of course, the cannon fodder of the original work was sent to prison because of leaking commercial secrets. As a normal person, Song Yuran naturally couldn't know the law and break the law.

She sighed softly, without a destination for a while, she simply walked to the side of the shady tree to enjoy the shade, a little tired from standing, she simply squatted down, propped her cheeks with her hands and looked up at the sky.

The sound of the erhu next to her interrupted her thoughts, Song Yuran turned her head, and saw a homeless man in old clothes, pulling the erhu, and there was a bowl in front of him.

Quite cheerful, Song Yuran wanted to tip some coins, but he touched his pocket and didn't bring any change.

Just as Song Yuran withdrew his hand, he felt something fall in front of him, followed by the sound of a steel coin falling to the ground.

Ding—the coin fell in front of her, and it spun around a few times before falling.

"Hey, I don't work well at such a young age, so I come out to beg." Said the aunt who dropped the coin.

"???"

Song Yu suddenly stood up from the ground. He just rested for a while, so he looked like a beggar? ? ?

But the aunt had already gone away, so Song Yuran had no choice but to pick up the coin and put it in the homeless man's bowl.

As soon as she put it down, the sound of the erhu stopped abruptly, and she heard the homeless man say: "Little girl, you should keep the money yourself." The homeless man said, his eyes fell on her "ragged" clothes, and sincerely said : "Slit the hole in your trousers, don't catch a cold, it's easy to get cold legs when you're old."

Song Yu was speechless and choked.

She was wearing the same pair of diy ripped pants that day, and the top was Huo Qingzhi's design. Later, she went back and repaired the holes on the pants. After squatting down, the rounded knees are exposed from the holes, and combined with the large opening design of the upper elbow joint, there is no complete piece of fabric.

It is better to be cool.

But no matter how shabby he was dressed, he wouldn't be treated as a beggar, right? ! When ripped pants were popular in the past, I didn't see such an exaggerated reaction from the masses? Song Yuran was speechless and helpless, and finally stomped her feet and chose to leave the square.

"Miss, please wait a moment!"

As they walked, someone followed behind him. Hearing the voice was a man, Song Yuran subconsciously thought it was someone selling small cards, and her pace became even faster.

The people behind him also quickened their pace, and finally started to trot, running for more than ten meters in a row.

"I'm not a bad person, don't run away."

"If you chase me, I will definitely run away!" Song Yuran turned his head and glanced, cursing why he was so unlucky today, forget about being treated as a beggar, and being chased by salesmen.

"I chased you because you ran!" The bag on the man's shoulders looked heavy, but even so he chased after him, remembering to report himself: "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person, I'm a street photographer , I want to invite you to take some photos!"

Song Yu stopped suddenly, the photographer didn't pay attention, and almost hit the car, but luckily stopped the car.

"What did you say, you want to take a picture of me?" Street photographer Song Yuran knew about it, and specially took pictures of passers-by who were dressed in fashion, and posted them on the Internet or in magazines.

"Yes." The photographer wiped off his sweat and quickly took out his business card from his pocket: "I'm Li Tianming, the photographer of the fashion section of the magazine "Fashion Bazer." "Oh."

Song Yuran glanced at it, and the person in front of him called What is not important, what is important is that he can stand out from those who don't know the goods and find his own gold!

She looked at Li Tianming who was half a head shorter than her in front of her. He looked very young, estimated to be in his early twenties.

Sure enough, only people of the same age know how to appreciate it. She smiled and asked: "Xiao Li, it's okay to shoot me, please tell me the reason.

" It's as exaggerated as yours, it's amazing to see it now." Li Tianming said with a sincere face.

"..." Song Yuran twitched the corners of her mouth at this straightforward speech, "I think you are a temporary worker hired by the magazine." "

Not a temporary worker, I'm still in the internship period, what's wrong?"

"...It's nothing. "

Forget it, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Song Yuran felt that if he accepted Li Tianming's invitation, he might be able to directly lead the trend by being photographed by him.

——But when she saw a few photos Li Tianming took of her, she felt that the idea of ​​leading the trend was a bit out of reach.

"Your skills, no wonder you are still practicing."

Li Tianming scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "If you are not satisfied, I will do it again."

Song Yuran sighed, in order to show the best results, he had to teach him how to card angle.

Li Tianming's shot is not ugly, it can only be said to be ordinary, and he didn't bring out his advantages at all.

"The effect of shooting from this angle makes the legs appear longer... and the light is also very important. Just now the direction is the backlight..." After

tossing for a long time, Song Yuran was satisfied and agreed to use his own photos to select the next issue of the magazine Theme of.

In the end, I became friends with Li Tianming, and the other party invited her to drink a cup of coffee.

While waiting for the drink to be made, Song Yuran thought for a while and asked, "Do you know "Jane Eyre"?" "?"

Li Tianming had obvious doubts in his eyes, "Is it a book?"

"It's a women's clothing brand. "

"It's not me. Our "Fashion Bazer" is a fashion vane, as long as the brands that have appeared in our magazines, I will remember." Li Tianming said tactfully, "Jane Eyre has never heard of it in the agency." It seems that Jane

Eyre Indeed, as described in the original book, Huo Qingzhi's parents almost became a national brand when they were alive, but after the accidental death, Huo Qingzhi's uncle Huo Yuandong managed it on their behalf, and the brand plummeted from then on.

"I almost forgot." Li Tianming said quickly, "For photos taken on the street, the model can freely choose whether to reveal the name of the brand she is wearing." Song Yuran thought for a while, the

top was obtained from Huo Qingzhi, that's right. But it has not been listed, and it is even an abandoned design. It seems inappropriate to publish Jane Eyre rashly, and Huo Qingzhi's consent is also required.

Besides, she wasn't sure if this street photo would make a splash, so she shook her head and said, "Let's not write it for now."

10

  "Mr. Huo, this is the latest issue of the magazine." The secretary walked into the general manager's office with a small stack of magazines just received.

"Put it on the table."

Huo Qingzhi was browsing the received emails, and he never took his eyes off the screen while speaking.

"Okay." The secretary put the magazine on the table, turned around to leave, took a few steps forward and remembered something, then turned back.

"Mr. Huo, do you think any of the two who came for the interview this morning are suitable?"

Huo Qingzhi's attention was diverted from the screen, she let go of the mouse, and after a little thought, she replied, "Let's recruit again." After

finishing speaking, she saw the secretary unconsciously showing a slightly embarrassed look, and glanced at the time at the bottom of the screen.

The secretary's departure time is next week, and there is still one week left.

After a little silence, the secretary did not complain, but chose a compromise method, "Mr. Huo, if you really can't find a suitable one, do you think it is possible to transfer jobs within our company?" "Transfer?" Huo Qingzhi

chose Lowering the eyebrows seems like a good idea.

"Yes, you don't need to spend time getting familiar with the new company when you transfer from another department. I'll check it out myself. You don't have to worry about your lack of professional ability." Huo Qingzhi nodded and accepted the

secretary's opinion. She obviously felt that the secretary was relaxed After taking a deep breath, he hurriedly returned to his post to screen suitable candidates in the company.

Even though it is difficult to find a suitable bata as secretary, this is still Huo Qingzhi's unshakable bottom line.

Although the beta interviewed in the morning had good professional skills, Huo Qingzhi felt very uncomfortable when the other party glued her eyes on her during the communication.

After reading the email, Huo Qingzhi turned to pick up the magazines on the table. As the owner of a clothing company, it is very important to grasp the current fashion trends. Apart from following some fashion bloggers online, she subscribed to almost all fashion-related magazines. up.

After subscribing for a few months, there are only two or three magazines that Huo Qingzhi often reads.

One of the "fashion bazers" Huo Qingzhi paid special attention to. It was not only the top seller in the magazine, but also some of the styles featured in it were admired by Huo Qingzhi.

The secretary knows her preferences, so "Fashion Bazer" is placed on the top of several magazines, and she can get it without looking for it.

Huo Qingzhi turned over the first few pages, only glanced at them briefly, and didn't stop until his fingers turned the pages of the Street Photography column.

"Fashion bazer" is famous for its unique street photos. Basically, as long as the photos are published, the outfits in them will become popular, and some magazines follow suit, but they often only know what they are and don't know why.

The first street photo has an exaggerated and gorgeous style as a whole. The slightly fancy color tone made Huo Qingzhi frown unconsciously, and turned the page quickly without looking at it much.

When she saw the second photo, her amber eyes were filled with surprise. The top in the photo looked too familiar to her.

And the model in the photo looks more familiar to her.

"Song, Yuran..."

"Ah Choo!" Song Yuran sneezed loudly in the office, she rubbed her nose, is she going to catch a cold?

Boom --

the micro chat icon in the lower corner of the screen jumped up, Song Yuran moved the mouse to the icon, and the message displayed was Li Tianming.

[Li Tianming]: Sister Ran, the editorial department has approved the photo I took for you. The latest issue of the magazine was released yesterday. I left a copy and sent it to you?

[Song Yuran]: Good.

[Li Tianming]: My vision is indeed correct. Everyone is praising that your outfit is very individual, and people in the editorial department are also saying that it is likely to become a summer hit. Just now I heard from the editor-in-chief that the brand has been approached, and I hope we can promote their brand along the way, and we are talking about cooperation.

"..." Song Yuran had a big question mark in his head.

[Song Yuran]: Huh?

[Song Yuran]: What brand?

[Li Tianming]: Lu Deng, that is the dress you are wearing.

[Song Yuran]:? ? ? ?

Soon, Li Tianming sent her Lu Deng's official website, and Song Yuran clicked in to take a look, and almost fainted when he saw the headline cover on the homepage.

Impressively written above: summer new products. There is no difference between the v-neck top worn by the model with the picture and the one designed by Huo Qingzhi, it can only be said that it is exactly the same!

Isn't this plagiarism? The most exasperating thing is that the official website has sold hundreds of pieces of this dress!

"Damn, this old Biden!" Song Yuran couldn't hold back his swearing for such a shameless behavior.

She thought that if she could become popular, she would go to Huo Qingzhi to lobby again, preferably in exchange for the freedom to resign, but now it would be better to make wedding dresses for others.

I also thought that Huo Qingzhi, the person involved, knew that the clothes he designed were copied by other companies and made a profit...

Song Yuran trembled, and quickly rushed out of the office in three steps, and hurriedly called Li Tianming.

As soon as she connected, she said straight to the point: "The dress on me is not Lu Deng's, they plagiarized it!

" It's already..."

Li Tianming obviously has no right to speak in the magazine as an intern, and now Song Yuran can only go to Huo Qingzhi. It is better to confess on his own initiative than to be settled by Huo Qingzhi later. After all, Niu Kulu Huo Qingzhi So be careful!

Standing in the elevator, Song Yuran wept silently in her heart. She wanted to make a meritorious service to redeem herself, but in the end she caused a commotion.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Song Yuran saw Huo Qingzhi standing at the door before he could move his legs.

She blurted out: "Rui!..." Qiu Zi was stopped by her, almost biting

her tongue, and shouted: "Mr. Huo!" Xiao Xiao was taken aback.

Dazed: "Why are you so loud."

Before the showdown, in order to mitigate his crime, Song Yuran decided to show his loyalty first: "Mr. Huo, you trust me! I am loyal to you and the company! I have no second thoughts!"

Huo Qingzhi, who just received the resignation report not long ago: "..."

The atmosphere of silence was interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps, Song Yuran turned his eyes slightly and saw the secretary trotting over with a bag on his body, looking very flustered look.

"Mr. Huo!" Regardless of the presence of the third person, the secretary who had just answered the phone had a flustered and nervous expression on his face: "Mr. Huo, something happened to my family, and I have to go back now..." Huo

Qing Zhi Zhi nodded, and said peacefully: "If you have something to do, then go."

The secretary was not at ease, she still held the car keys in her hand, and said in a tangled way: "But now I am going to the factory..."

Huo Qingzhi raised Song Yuran Lifting her chin, "Let her come with me."

Song Yuran: "?!"

"That's great." The secretary looked relieved, and before Song Yuran could react, a bunch of car keys were stuffed into his hand.

The secretary left like a gust of wind.

Leaving Song Yuran and Huo Qingzhi looking at each other in blank dismay, she grabbed the car keys, neither leaving nor staying.

"That... I..." She wanted to find an excuse to escape, Huo Qingzhi looked at her as if he knew what she was thinking, and said indifferently: "Loyal?" "..." The loyal

Song

Yuran followed Huo Qingzhi Always go out.

Huo Qingzhi was sitting in the co-pilot, and Song Yuran in the driver's seat drove like walking on eggshells, looking at the people next to him from the rearview mirror from time to time.

It was very quiet in the carriage, and the atmosphere fell into a deathly silence.

After replying to the message, Huo Qingzhi looked up from the screen and turned off the screen at the same time. When he raised his eyes, he caught someone peeking at him again. After meeting his gaze, he looked away like a frightened little rabbit.

Under normal circumstances, peeking eyes often have a sense of probing, but Song Yuran was different. She was holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, as if she was facing a big enemy, and she was a little guilty.

Huo Qingzhi asked, "Is there a needle pricking you on the chair?"

"No, no." Song Yuran laughed.

Huo Qingzhi looked at her through the rearview mirror, and asked calmly, "What do you want me for?

" It's the general manager's office.

It happened to be a red light, Song Yuran pulled up the handbrake and planned to discuss resignation with Mr. Huo again.

Before getting into the topic, she decided to make a detour, "My resignation report...?"

Then, seeing a smile on Huo Qingzhi's glamorous face, she smiled coldly, and put one hand on the Turning his face to the side, he tilted his head to look at Song Yuran, and said word by word: "Just now who said... loyal and unambiguous?"

Although there was a smile on his face, there was no smile in those amber eyes.

Song Yuran suddenly felt a pain in the face, if he knew it earlier, he wouldn't steal the stupid lines.

During the silence, Huo Qingzhi shifted his gaze to the windshield in front of him, crossed his arms and let out a light breath, without teasing her again, he said, "Really want to resign?

" Nodding as if, the anticipation in his eyes almost overflowed.

"Okay, I'll answer you now."

Huo Qingzhi's amber eyes fell on Song Yuran's face again, and the corner of his mouth raised a clear smile, but the words he said were not humane.

"I don't approve."

Although it is common for company employees to resign, Huo Qingzhi, as the boss, would not personally intervene, but whoever made Song Yuran come to her.

The reason for resignation given by this person has nothing to do with the reason for resignation conveyed by personnel. She doesn't think there is anything to hide about the reason for resignation, but she wants to know what Song Yuran wants to do.

This is the first time Mr. Huo has become interested in a person.

But only a little bit.