It's exciting to run away [Quick Transmigration]

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Lian Yu is the receptionist of a black technology company.

He has just been in this business not long ago, and he only took one customer before. Now that customer has successfully completed the mission, and the new customer has not been selected. He is very bored during the vacancy period, so he often harassed the boss of their company .

The boss is approachable, and since Lian Yu has been playing games since he was a child, he is naturally not afraid.

On this day, as soon as he entered Faxiao's office as usual, he heard from a colleague downstairs that a stranger had come to the company.

When he thought of something, he was very excited immediately, his face was flushed and he was about to leave.

Behind him, a small voice came: "Take him to see me directly later."

"Okay, I know, do you still need to remind me?" Lian Yu said, and went downstairs quickly.

Song Heming was wearing a well-tailored suit and sat quietly in the reception room.

In reality, he has soft black hair, a very handsome face, and a very good-looking appearance. He is really comparable to those niche students in the entertainment industry.He is estimated to be 1.8 meters tall, neither fat nor thin, definitely a typical example of looking thin in clothes and fleshy in undress.

His skin was not pale, but a little tanned, but not dark, and looked very healthy.

The sunlight hit him from the side, as if it was inlaid with a layer of gold.

Song Heming's long eyelashes trembled slightly, his head was lowered as if in a daze.

As soon as Lian Yu entered the reception room, she was slightly taken aback when she saw Song Heming at this time.

He had never seen Song Heming's appearance before, and when he checked Song Heming's body repair speed, he was only faced with rows of values. He never knew that Song Heming was so good-looking, compared to those novels he traveled into. The characters in it are even better.

Song Heming raised his head, stood up from his seat, and smiled lightly at Lian Yu: "Hello."

Song Heming was a full head taller than Lian Yu, and Lian Yu had to look up at him: "I... I am System 007."

"Oh." Song Heming looked at Lian Yu meaningfully, "I thought you were just a robot."

Lian Yu couldn't help but blush under Song Heming's gaze, and he whispered, "Come with me, the boss wants to see you."

Song Heming followed behind Lian Yu.

The two got on the elevator, and Song Heming said, "How is my wife doing now? Are you in a mood?"

Lian Yu: "...he is still in a stable state now, but he is about to fail. He has caused two small incidents in the world before, and we have fixed them."

Song Heming seemed to think of something, and laughed: "I'll help you clean him up."

Lian Yu secretly glanced at Song Heming.

Song Heming: "What?"

Lian Yu coughed lightly: "Before you told your lover that you were a muscular man, I thought it was true..."

"It's just to scare him." Song Heming said, "Don't you think his expression at that time is very interesting?"

Lian Yu: "..." It turned out that it was just to scare the bug! ! ? ?The host is too good at playing...

After walking for a short while, he arrived at the boss's office, Lian Yu pushed the door open and entered, saying, "I brought him here."

Song Heming glanced at Lian Yu, who was not at all unnatural, and had an idea of ​​his relationship with the boss.He walked into the office and looked at the man sitting in the middle.

The man didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "I hope you can abide by the things you agreed before, but before that, we still need to see your tolerance. Later Xiaoyu will take you directly to a machine, you Try it first, if we can live in that world, we can sign the contract."

Song Heming nodded slightly: "My mission is to be with my lover, right?"

"Correct."

The boss nodded.

"Originally, there is a better solution to this matter, which is to clear the BUG, ​​but someone has been unwilling." The boss said, looking at Lian Yu.

Lian Yu blushed again and lowered her head.

Song Heming reached out and rubbed Lian Yu's head twice, and said with a smile, "I knew you loved me."

The boss said coldly: "Put down your hand."

Song Heming shrugged.

I didn't expect this person to be very possessive.

Lian Yu blinked her eyes, as if she was completely out of shape.

The boss looked at Song Heming again with an unwavering expression, and said, "Xiao Yu, go and call your colleague over and ask him to take Song Heming to the machine."

Lian Yu was taken aback: "I can also..."

"I have something to tell you here." Lao Dao said.

"Oh...that's fine." Lian Yu gave Song Heming a reluctant look before turning around and leaving.

Song Heming let out a muffled laugh.

Lian Yu quickly called another person over, and Song Heming followed that person to a huge room. In the room, there was an instrument at intervals, and countless lines were branched out from the instrument, connecting the person lying on the bed. The head looks very terrifying.

But Song Heming still followed the man inside without changing his expression.

The man glanced at Song Heming and praised, "You are really brave. A new employee came here to see it before, and almost wanted to resign."

Song Heming smiled.

He didn't say anything, and walked directly to the innermost position.

The man said: "I heard that you are special, and you have to be given the highest authority. What is your position?"

Song Heming shook his head.

The man just asked casually, and then said: "There is only this row with the highest authority in the entire workroom. If you have any needs, just turn on the voice on the work interface. After entering, you can explore it first, and see anything strange." You can also press whatever you want, and the things we set up here are not dangerous."

Song Heming nodded, and lay directly on the instrument.

The threads on the instrument were connected to the scalp one by one, and Song Heming closed his eyes.

After a familiar feeling of weightlessness, Song Heming woke up from a bed when he opened his eyes again.

He touched the bed under him and couldn't help laughing.

This company is really interesting, whether it is the host or the staff, they wake up from bed every time.

He looked around, didn't care about his identity, but took the key and went out the door.

Song Heming didn't realize that he was different from when he was the host until he saw those people walking on the street.

I saw that above each person's head, the name, age and position of that person would be displayed.

Of course, this option can also be hidden.

Song Heming played for a while, then opened the legendary work panel, familiarized himself with the above operations, and finally saw a striking option in the search column: BUG.

He clicked on BUG, ​​and a red line suddenly appeared in front of him.

Song Heming followed the red line with great interest, and after about half an hour, he came to a downtown area.

The red line connects high on the top floor of a building.

Song Heming raised his head and squinted his eyes stimulated by the sun. He entered the building, but was stopped by the front desk.

A familiar scene.

Song Heming opened the work panel, called up the information about BUG in this world, scanned the top name and position, and said, "I want to see the president of your company."

The front desk looked at Song Heming in front of him, and his face blushed: "Sir, do you have an appointment?"

Song Heming smiled and said, "I don't need an appointment."

The front desk was taken aback.

Song Heming: "I am your president's wife."

Front desk: "...don't joke, sir..."

Before the words fell, a deep voice sounded beside him: "Heming?"

Song Heming turned his head and looked at the man who walked by his side at some point.

He looked the man up and down.

The lover in this world is still the position of the president, and his body and appearance are also top-notch.

Well, it seems that the hardware facilities are very complete, and such things should satisfy him, not bad.

Song Heming chuckled lightly: "Surprised or not?"

The lover nodded: "Surprise." He said, but he didn't want to bear it any longer. He took a step forward and hugged him tightly in his arms. He lowered his head and took a deep breath on Song Heming's neck, feeling aggrieved Said: "I have been waiting for you for many years..."

Before Song Heming could answer, he asked again: "Why don't you come to see me with your original body? Actually, I don't really care about your body..."

Song Heming laughed muffledly in his lover's arms.

Song Heming said in a low voice, "Why are you so cute..."

He rubbed his lover's head like a golden retriever, and said, "Fine, then I will use that body to meet you in the next world."

The two of them never separated, they hugged each other and whispered, as if they were in another world completely, isolated from the people around them.

But two handsome men standing together will definitely attract the attention of many people, especially one of them is the president of their company.

The female colleague next to him poked the front desk and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? Who is this man?"

"I...I don't know...he said just now that she is our president's wife..." The girl at the front desk looked confused, looking at the two people who were already kissing in front of her, "I thought he was joking at first...now It looks like it's really..."

"Damn it... just kissed like this!?"

"What's going on! Can anyone tell me why the president suddenly became gay?"

"Mom, am I the only one who thinks they're a good match?"

"...all handsome men are fucking gay."

People around talked a lot, and some people didn't lower their voices, so what they said naturally reached Song Heming's ears.

Song Heming still had to lose face, and after hearing the noisy voice, he pushed his lover with his hands: "Stop kissing here, take me home quickly, I want to see if this thing of yours is useful or not."

The lover's eyes are deep: "...you are satisfied. I have been saving for ten years, you are not allowed to stop."

Song Heming was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that his lover has been waiting in the world for ten years...

But no matter how moved he is, he still can't just agree to something, otherwise he won't be able to get out of bed in the next few days, and he probably won't be able to return to the real world to sign a contract.

Song Heming immediately said: "As for the time issue, let's discuss it later."

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