Chapter 2 Advanced Zombie
Hongyan Decoration, a new decoration company in Yun City in the past two years, integrates home decoration design and decoration.
Song Cheng has been working here for a year and is a person in the design department.
"Good morning, Brother Song."
As soon as she arrived at the company, the beautiful girl Cao Yingying, who was about to become a full-time employee, held a cup of milk tea and said with a smile: "I accidentally bought an extra cup of milk tea for you. Drink.”
Accidentally?
Song Chengcheng took the milk tea and said with a smile: "You have been careless ten times this month."
The girl in front of her had just graduated from college and was young and beautiful.
A white shirt and hip-hugging short skirt highlight her figure very well, and the flesh-colored stockings and high heels on her legs are also very sexy.
She doesn’t look like a great beauty, but she’s not ugly either. She’s pretty and attractive.
It feels like the childhood sweetheart next door.
This kind of appearance is not bad anywhere, so there are many suitors and many people in the office are interested.
“Oh, Brother Song remembers it so clearly.”
Cao Yingying blinked and said, “It seems you have me in your heart.”
It’s hard not to.
Because of these milk teas, I gained a few pounds in a month.
But I have to say, the milk tea is really delicious.
Song Cheng took a sip of milk tea, smiled, and said casually: "Thanks."
He knew what the woman was thinking, but he just wanted to give some snacks to show her goodwill. , just an investment.
This is a good thing.
Whether it is appearance or work ability, if it can attract people to invest, it at least shows that it has investment value, although it is not much.
Not to mention there is a survival point.
[You got a cup of milk tea as a gift from the zombie "Cao Yingying", with +5 survival points. 】
Is there any point of survival in this way?
Song Cheng thought for a while, patted the woman on the side on the shoulder, and simply said: "I'll leave it to you for the milk tea from now on. One cup every day, remember to change the taste."
Let’s drink first and then we’ll talk about whether we’re fat or not later.
"Huh?"
Cao Yingying was caught off guard and pouted: "Brother Song, I'm just kidding, you don't want to make me poor, do you."
A cup of milk tea at least It costs ten yuan.
Song Cheng smiled, said nothing, and turned to leave.
So, is this workplace bullying?
If you meet someone unkindly or look at the wrong person, will you start to be bullied?
Brother Song, I didn’t expect you to look like a human being, but your heart is so dark.
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, my three hundred yuan.
Cao Yingying had tears in her eyes. Suddenly she heard her cell phone ringing, so she picked it up and took a look.
Brother Song: Transfer one thousand yuan!
Bullying?
Stop your bullying, you are obviously a good brother.
Hee hee.
Cao Yingying smiled brightly, feeling satisfied and her eyes shining.
Earning seven hundred yuan for nothing is a pleasure.
Oh, there is no such thing as being unkind when you meet someone, or seeing the wrong person.
I, Cao Yingying, am so witty, I have long noticed that Brother Song is handsome and a good person.
Praise yourself.
Cao Yingying suddenly felt happy. She turned her eyes with her mobile phone and typed immediately: "Brother Song, there is no need for so much. Five hundred yuan for milk tea is enough."
Brother Song: "Then you give me back five hundred."
Cao Yingying: "I hate it, I'm just joking."
Brother Song: .
Put away your phone.
Cao Yingying hummed a song and returned to her workstation, thinking about it in her mind.
One thousand yuan, so generous. Brother Song is tempted by me and wants to capture me?
Hmm.
It’s not impossible, but we have to look again.
Brother Song is currently the most promising candidate for promotion, and he is not bad looking. If he is sincere enough, it will not be too late to agree.
Siding.
Cao Yingying giggled and began to look forward to what Song Cheng would do to her next.
Will you invite yourself to dinner or watch a movie?
What will we eat? Will it be a high-end restaurant?
As for movies, there was a movie recently about a rich man pretending to be poor, which was pretty good.
Also, will you give yourself a bag? Prada’s latest bag is very good-looking, but it’s so expensive that Brother Song may not be able to afford it.
If I really give it away, how should I thank Brother Song then?
Think about it.
Cao Yingying took a sip of saliva, coughed, looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that no one was paying attention.
"Work, work."
"Brother Song, please, chase me, eat me, don't let me down."
Time passes.
After returning to his post, Song Cheng started his own work, during which he was also thinking about obtaining survival points from time to time.
You can gain survival points by giving things to yourself. You can also gain survival points by going to crowded places.
Are there any other methods?
It seems that everyone else is a zombie, and no matter what you do, as long as you survive in the end, you will gain survival points.
Can you kill zombies or something like that?
Wait a minute, this idea is too dangerous, kill it.
But then again, cats and dogs are considered zombies, right? Go to the slaughterhouse to kill pigs?
Forget it, it’s hard to kill a chicken, let alone a pig.
There is no need to think about the way to kill. It is easiest to deal with other people.
Let’s eat together, go shopping and so on
Song Cheng’s thoughts kept coming, and the message “So-and-so zombie passed by, you managed to survive” appeared in his sight from time to time.
Every time someone passes by, 1 survival point will be provided, which can be accumulated continuously.
Obviously, you are right, the core lies in "survival" and "survival".
If this were placed in the real apocalypse, it would definitely be difficult, with dangers lurking everywhere.
But the problem is, this is not the end of the world.
It is hot summer, and the heat wave is rolling outside.
Morning work is over.
At noon.
Song Cheng finished his work, stretched, stood up, picked up his mobile phone, and called Cao Yingying to go to the company cafeteria for lunch.
During the dinner table, he received a message from Chen Wenjie.
The message was sent in the morning, but he didn't pay attention and missed it.
“Brother, I’m leaving.”
“It’s only been a month or three months since I left.”
"Please, brother, you must hold my mother back. When the matter is done, I will introduce my cousin to you [cousin picture]."
"Bai Fumei, it's so exciting when riding a motorcycle."
“.”
This kid runs so fast.
Song Cheng typed: "Remember to report that you are safe every day, otherwise I will call the police."
Chen Wenjie: "I dare not disobey my brother's orders."
Song Cheng is funny.
"Brother Song, what are you looking at?"
Besides, Cao Yingying came over with lunch, her buttocks under the hip-covering skirt dropped, she sat very close, and looked at her curiously Eye mobile phone interface.
“Nothing.”
Song Cheng put down his cell phone and said casually: "Why are you sitting so close?"
So close that he could almost sit in his arms.
“My butt is big.”
Cao Yingying said pitifully: “Brother Song doesn’t like it, then I’ll sit across from you.”
Song Cheng glanced at the woman There was a big empty seat over there, and that buttocks, I was speechless.
On this occasion, a figure sat down opposite.
The manager of the human resources department, Shi Hui.
"Haha, Yingying."
Shi Hui smiled and said: "Why don't I have any chocolate today?"
[You encountered a high-level zombie .】
Advanced zombies?
Depends on the level of status?
Song Cheng was thoughtful.
"Yeah, I didn't buy it today."
Cao Yingying blinked, glanced at the man beside her, and said guiltily: "If the manager likes it, I will give the manager a big box tomorrow."< br>
It's over, the chocolate gift was exposed.
Brother Song won’t be angry, what if he thinks I’m half-hearted.
In order to become a regular employee, I just gave some snacks and established a good relationship with the leader
In this regard.
Song Cheng was indifferent.
"Just kidding."
Shi Hui smiled and changed the topic: "Song Cheng, right, not bad, do a good job."
After saying that, the phone rang, and then he stood up. leave.
[The terrifying high-level zombies left, you survived, your survival points +10. 】
It’s only ten o’clock.
Song Cheng felt a little sorry.
But compared to what others contributed when they passed by, it was ten times more, which is quite a lot.
"Brother Song."
Cao Yingying smiled sweetly and said, "You eat oranges, they are delicious."
As she said that, she handed over an orange.
Song Cheng glanced at the woman, took the orange and put it aside, and simply ate.
Cao Yingying was not willing to be lonely. While eating, she talked about gossip and interesting things, which seemed very heartless.
(End of this chapter)