Quick Transmigration: The President of Sick Jiao is fond of and flirted with

"Song Chubai, you can't escape."

A deep and hoarse voice sounded in Song Chubai's ears, he opened his eyes in a daze, and looked for the sound.

In the spacious and bright office, a man in a black suit sat in a high position, his slender and straight legs were casually put together, he leaned against the back of the chair, with one hand on the armrest, appearing a little careless.

Those eyes, as black as thick ink, stared at him closely, as if they wanted to tear him into pieces.

Song Chubai shuddered inexplicably.

His body trembled uncontrollably, Song Chubai bit his lip lightly, his long eyelashes quivering slightly.

It seems silent, but in fact, he has already communicated with the system that claims to be Qiqi in his mind.

【Qiqi, what's the situation now?Are you about to start the mission? 】

Qiqi heard her host's call, and immediately explained: "Yes... I'll pass the pre-plot to the host first—"

After these words fell, Song Chubai only felt his brain swell, and strange memories were forced into his mind, making his brain dizzy, and even his face turned pale.

He subconsciously propped himself on the carpet in front of him, leaning forward slightly in an attempt to maintain the stability of his body.

At this time, Song Chubai didn't realize how ambiguous and daydreaming his current posture was.

He is quickly receiving the extra memory, which is the pre-plot in Qiqikou.

Originally a commercial spy, the purpose of entering this company was to steal the proposal of Project X. After lurking for two years, he finally found an opportunity.

Just yesterday, Yuan body sneaked into the president's office, set off the alarm by accident, and was caught by the president after he fled in a hurry.

And the man who is talking harshly at this moment is Lu Chenhan, the president of the Lu Corporation.

Lu Chenhan is cruel and merciless. It is said that he has a gangster background. He behaves perversely and violently. He is an uncertain master.

Being caught by him, I'm afraid there is only one ending.

Life is better than death.

Song Chubai pursed his lips lightly, his long eyelashes trembled, and a fragility appeared on his pale face.

"Boss Lu, I don't want to escape."

He spoke softly and listened carefully, his voice seemed to be trembling a bit.

Lu Chenhan half-closed his eyes, staring straight at Song Chubai... the slightly leaked spring.

From his angle, he could clearly see Song Chubai's tender and delicate collarbone, and his small Adam's apple cast a slight shadow, dyeing that fairness with other dark colors.

Lu Chenhan was playing with a black pen between his fingers, and the pen became an afterimage between his fingers. The black and his own cold white were intertwined, creating a compelling sense of indifference.

He didn't say a word, but everything seemed to be under his control.

Song Chubai felt the pressure and aura emanating from Lu Chenhan's body, his long eyelashes trembled quickly, and his pink lips parted slightly.

"I... I came to the office yesterday, I just wanted... I just wanted to find something related to you, such as a pen stained with your breath..."

As soon as these words came out, Song Chubai clearly felt that Lu Chenhan's aura had changed a bit.

He struck while the iron was hot, and said simply: "Actually, I have liked Mr. Lu for a long time, but..."

He raised his face up, and the watery light of desire floated out of his extremely beautiful pupils.

"But I know I don't deserve it, so I just want to get a little bit of your breath, let me comfort me a little bit at night, just a little bit..."

Lu Chenhan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Song Chubai, as if he wanted to see through his face and see through his soul.

After a full minute, he hooked his lips, "Like me?"

He stood up slowly, his tall body casting a shadow on the ground.

He was against the light so that Song Chubai couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, so he could only guess his mood at this time from his cold words.

"You too?"

Indifferent and ruthless, it was like a knife piercing Song Chubai's heart.

Fortunately, he doesn't really like him.

Song Chubai lowered his head slowly, the broken hair on his forehead half covered his eyes, and the slender eyelashes cast a shadow on the eye sockets, and at the same time covered the light in his eyes.

He said softly, "I know I'm not worthy, that's why I took the risk and did stupid things."

Lu Chenhan sneered, as if he felt disdain for his rare self-knowledge.

Song Chubai lowered his head and did not speak.

After a while, Lu Chenhan said again: "Assistant Li is on leave, you can be an assistant during this time."

Song Chubai looked up at Lu Chenhan in surprise.

Is the mission target sick?You obviously don't like him, but still let him be your assistant?

Oh yes, mission targets are all sick.Song Chubai thought silently in his heart.

A few days ago, when he was helping a sow give birth, the sow was in so much pain that he kicked him to death with too much force, and then he bound some "strategy system" somehow.

It is said to be a strategy system, but the task is to treat various mental illnesses for the task target. God knows he is just a veterinarian.

He is good at treating diseases for animals, but he really doesn't know anything about treating diseases for humans.

However, once the system is bound, it cannot be unbound, unless the mission is completed and enough points are accumulated to unbind.Of course, he will also be given a resurrection.

Such a good thing...of course he would agree!

Thinking of what happened a few days ago, and looking at Lu Chenhan who was about to make him his assistant for no reason, Song Chubai couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Sure enough, people are not easy to serve at all, but animals are better.

He kind of misses his own tsundere cat, at least he shows his favor to the cat, and the cat knows how to rub its tail against him, how can it be like this one, who has a bad face and bad temper, and wants him to work hard for him.

Although he complained a lot in his heart, on the surface Song Chubai obediently complied.

Soon, the chief assistant took him to the assistant's office and told him the assistant's guidelines.

A ten-centimeter-thick note is harder to serve than an elephant.

When the chief assistant handed him these documents, he said in a rather mysterious way: "Keep it in mind, you must remember that the president only does things according to his mood."

Song Chubai:? ?

"Then what's the point of these precautions?"

The chief assistant smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "I'll find something for you to do."

Song Chubai: ...

It seems that not only the president is sick.

The chief assistant left after speaking, leaving only Song Chubai standing there alone, staring at the precautions ten centimeters away, not knowing what to say.

He sat down, flipped through the pages, and found that the first item was: "What the president said, no matter whether it is right or wrong, is right."

Song Chubai:? ?

"Qiqi." Song Chubai called the system in his mind, "Are you sure that only the mission target is sick?"

Is it because he has been in contact with too few humans?Why does he feel that the whole company is not normal?