If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Song Chuyi looked at the images on the surveillance camera and poked the little white ball in his sea of ​​consciousness.

[Do you think I can go find Si Song now? ]

Xiaotong: [Host, would you like to try? 】

Xiaotong is obviously also a novice and doesn't know the rules of this copy.

Song Chuyi stood up, walked to the door and opened it tentatively.

It can't be opened. It seems the door is locked.

There was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

It seems that the door of this office cannot be opened from the inside.

Song Chuyi sat back in his office chair.

There were some documents piled on the desk. He picked one up and took a look, and found that the formula was for promotion.

【Promotion system: You can only be recommended for promotion when there is no one in the position. 】

But in a company, important positions will basically not change much.

Unless this person resigns voluntarily or makes a big mistake, or... dies.

Song Chuyi tapped his fingers on the table, his brows gradually furrowed.

This copy sounds a bit dangerous.

He was curious about what Si Song would do.

Soon, the assistant's phone rang.

Song Chuyi picked up the phone and heard a mechanical NPC voice.

"President, Si Song said he has an important work report. Do you agree to let him enter the office?"

Song Chuyi pretended to think for a moment before typing:

[Since it is an important job, it must have an impact on the company. ]

【Let him in. 】

The phone was hung up and there seemed to be footsteps outside the door.

In just a few seconds, the office door that was as strong as iron just now opened from the outside.

Si Song walked in from outside holding a document. When he saw that the person sitting in the president's seat was Song Chuyi, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.

"Little Ah Chu?"

There seemed to be some movement outside, Si Song walked in quickly and closed the office door.

The office was completely soundproof, and the assistant outside could not hear what the two were saying.

The assistant who was walking towards the office paused, thinking that he had misheard, and returned to his office.

At the same time, in the office, Si Song had already walked in front of Song Chuyi.

He checked his body up and down and was relieved after making sure he was not injured.

"My little Ah Chu got promoted and is now the president."

He smiled and pinched his cheeks, then bent down with a serious expression.

"Did Xiao Achu miss me?"

Song Chuyi blinked slightly and pointed to the [President's Nameplate] next to him.

He is the president now, and he can't be called Xiao Achu anymore.

Si Song understood what he meant from his eyes and chuckled.

"Achu."

Although they were just two simple words, they sounded tender and gentle when pronounced from his mouth.

The tips of Song Chuyi's ears turned red.

He turned his head away and didn't look at Si Song.

Si Song was still chattering nearby.

"This company is somewhat dangerous. Positions below manager must be promoted upwards, otherwise they will be attacked."

"But don't worry, Ah Chu. You are the president, and only two managers can usurp your throne."

"Don't worry, I will definitely be able to take the position of manager."

"There might be some noise downstairs later, Ah Chu, please don't listen or watch, okay?"

Si Song had obviously seen the surveillance in this office, and naturally knew that he could actually see the situation on the other four floors.

Song Chuyi tilted his head and heard that Si Song, Zhou Bosheng and others wanted to kill people.

The people on the Blue Water Planet are always hostile to the NPCs in this infinite world.

There was no way they could reconcile, no way they could reach a settlement.

Song Chuyi knew this a long time ago, so when Si Song said this, he just nodded.

Only then did Si Song smile with relief.

"Ah Chu is so good."

Si Song looked down at Song Chuyi who was right in front of him, and felt as if he was in another world.

Those despicable thoughts came to my mind again when my eyes touched those pink lips.

Si Song's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and even his voice became a little hoarse.

"Can you hug me, Achu?"

Song Chuyi:? ? ?

He blinked in confusion.

You were just talking about the copy, why did you suddenly say you wanted to hug someone?

And in this copy, how could a president hug a little employee?

Song Chuyi raised his head slightly, looking uncooperative.

Si Song's eyes darkened.

At this moment, there was a knock on the office door and the assistant's voice came from outside.

"Boss, do you need help?"

Since Song Chuyi couldn't speak, he could only look at Si Song.

Si Song also replied: "No need, I have almost finished my report."

Obviously, the time he can stay here is limited.

There was no sound outside the door, but from the knock on the door I knew that the assistant probably didn't have much patience left.

Si Song raised his hand and pinched Song Chuyi's face.

"Achu, if I take the manager's seat, can you give me a hug?"

Song Chuyi thought about it and nodded.

Si Song laughed, picked up the documents on the table, turned and left.

After he left the office, the assistant came in.

"President, do you need to report to your superiors?"

Song Chuyi waved his hand, indicating that the work reported by Si Song was not a big deal.

The assistant looked up at him with a sinister and unfriendly look.

But after just one glance, he lowered his head and left the office.

Song Chuyi raised his eyebrows slightly and learned a piece of news from his assistant.

In addition to the president, there is a higher position.

This is probably why this office building has a sixth floor.

But he is not in a hurry. He is the president now, and not many people can touch him.

But for these NPCs...is there really only one way to get killed?

Song Chuyi pondered for a moment, then called his assistant and asked him to come in.

Then he wrote down what he wanted to say in a notebook and showed it to his assistant.

[I am in a good mood today, so I will treat everyone in the company to coffee. ]

【Go and order some coffee. 】

The assistant quickly responded.

Song Chuyi wrote again: [When the coffee is delivered, please send it to my office first.]

[I'm going to take a photo and post it on WeChat Moments. I'm treating everyone in the company to coffee today.]

The assistant had no other reaction and just agreed to everything.

Soon the assistant brought the ordered coffee.

Song Chuyi placed all the coffee on the table, took a photo and posted it on his Moments, then put his hands on the table.

A bright white light came out from the palm of his hand and gently fell into the coffee.

Then he asked his assistant to distribute the coffee.

On the third floor, Si Song also got a cup of coffee.

After hearing that it was the president who treated everyone to a drink, Si Song, who was originally hesitant, took a sip.

The mellow aroma of coffee spread between his lips and teeth, and at the same time, a stream of air seemed to enter his body from his throat, making his whole body seem to become excited.

Si Song suppressed his urge to talk non-stop and looked at the NPC colleague next to him.

The colleague who was working hard just now opened the "Gold Miner" game and started digging.

Looking at other colleagues, some were putting on makeup, some were playing poker, none of them looked like the crazy people who were working hard for a promotion.

Si Song:......

Collective madness?