Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

A few days later, Pan Yang would harass Zhou Yang with messages almost every day, and occasionally he would force him to go out for a meal or a movie.

Although Zhou Yang would hesitate each time, he couldn't resist Huan Yang's constant nagging, which resulted in him being invited out every time.

That day, as soon as Fan Yang arrived at the company, he saw Song Jiangci walking upstairs, seemingly on the phone with Shang Cheng as he walked.

"Shang Cheng, are you out of your mind? You think you can kill my company's cash cow? How childish of you! Just you wait, I'm coming right now!"

Pan Yang and he entered the elevator together. Song Jiangci hung up the phone abruptly and coughed a few times after seeing Pan Yang.

The elevator doors opened, and Song Jiangci stepped out first, with Pan Yang following behind him.

Shang Cheng saw Song Jiang suddenly stand up from his chair and take a step or two back: "What do you think you're doing! This is my company!"

Shang Cheng's eyes lit up when he saw Pan Yang standing behind Song Jiangci: "Secretary Qiao! Help! Come quick!"

Pan Yang blinked, walked into the office, and under Shang Cheng's expectant gaze, took the signed contract from the desk before silently leaving the office.

"Secretary Qiao!" Shang Cheng's scream came from the office.

Pan Yang shrugged and said he would deal with the contract as it was. An employee who heard the commotion in the office ran to Pan Yang's side and spoke cautiously.

"Brother Qiao, is the CEO really alright? Should we call the police?"

"What should we say when we call the police? That the CEO from the other side is acting crazy in our company?" Pan Yang looked at his employees and said calmly.

The employee scratched his head. Calling the police was indeed absurd. Even if he really said that, the police wouldn't believe him at all. He glanced at the office one last time and silently went back to doing his own thing.

After finishing most of his work, Pan Yang stood at the office door with the documents in his hand. He couldn't just barge in, could he?

Another female employee, holding documents, looked at Pan Yang somewhat blankly and pointed to the office door: "Isn't President Qiao inside?"

"exist."

"That's good. I have some documents here that the president needs to review immediately. I'll go in now."

Pan Yang nodded seriously, showing no intention of stopping him.

The female employee had just stepped through the door when she froze in place: "President, President Song is here too..."

Shang Cheng stiffened when he saw the female employee enter. He pushed Song Jiangci aside, straightened his tie, and said righteously, "President Song must have his own matters to attend to."

Song Jiangci looked at Shang Cheng and then at the female employee, took a deep breath, and said, "I'll talk to you this weekend. I hope you've thought it through by then." After saying that, he gave Shang Cheng a deep look and turned to leave.

The female employee was a little embarrassed. She put the document on the table and said, "President, you need to check this. If there are no problems, I'll come back to pick it up in an hour." After saying that, she quickly ran out.

After everyone had left, Pan Yang slowly walked into the office. He glanced at Shang Cheng and noticed that Shang Cheng's lips seemed a little red and swollen, but he didn't intend to expose him.

He placed the documents on the table and said, "These documents need to be mailed out this afternoon and require your signature."

Shang Cheng saw Qiao Panyang take a deep breath, sit down in a chair, pick up a document, and start rambling on as he flipped through it: "I'm really fed up with that bastard Song Jiangci, what kind of person is he! And you, Qiao Panyang! You actually didn't help me!"

"I'm just a secretary, not a bodyguard," Pan Yang shrugged and said expressionlessly.

"Ha!" Shang Cheng was clearly speechless. He picked up the pen and even tightened his grip when signing his name: "What the hell is this joke!"

After reviewing several documents, Shang Cheng's mind began to race, and he blurted out, almost as if possessed, "Secretary Qiao, do you think the feelings between those two men can transcend friendship? In other words..."

"love?"

"You said it yourself!" Shang Cheng instantly reacted as if his tail had been stepped on. The face of Song Jiangci involuntarily appeared in his mind. Although he didn't want to admit it, Song Jiangci was indeed quite handsome, rich, and tall. They were a perfect match.

Wait a minute! What am I thinking?!

"Wasn't the blind date you were set up with a man a few days ago?" Pan Yang was a little confused. He thought Shang Cheng had accepted it very well.

"What the heck?" Shang Cheng was shocked. "The blind date was a man? I'm speechless! My cousin told my mom that she personally chose the blind date last time." He was wondering why his cousin had given him that look back then.

"Now! Don't mention Song Jiang's poems in front of me! Get back to work!" Shang Chengyi said sternly.

Pan Yang chose to remain silent, as if he hadn't mentioned it at all. It was probably Shang Cheng's own imagination. Ha, men.

After getting off work, Huan Yang ran into Zhou Yang as soon as he left the company. He walked up to Zhou Yang and learned from what he had learned over the past few days that Zhou Yang was actually a forensic doctor and that they lived in the same neighborhood.

"I'm not going to the movies tonight." Zhou Yang said as soon as he saw Pan Yang. For several days in a row, Pan Yang had dragged him to watch horror movies. They were either zombies, ghosts, or monsters. Now he even dreamed that Pan Yang had turned into a ghost and came to find him.

“Then I won’t go see it.” Pan Yang was quite happy about it, since he found those movies rather boring anyway, they were all the same formula.

"Come to my house for dinner today. I just bought some pork ribs yesterday, or whatever you'd like to eat, we can go buy it now."

Just as Zhou Yang was about to refuse, he saw that Pan Yang finally nodded and said, "Okay."

Pan Yang nodded in satisfaction and took Zhou Yang's hand as a matter of course.

Shang Cheng, who had just stepped out of the office building, witnessed this scene. He blinked. Was that Secretary Qiao? Secretary Qiao was holding hands with a man?!

No, no, no! Brothers can hold hands too! They must be good brothers! Yes, that's right! Good brothers, good brothers!

He took a deep breath, looked up at the building across the street, and saw Song Jiangci standing by the window looking at him. He quickly looked away.

I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest. It's so strange, why am I feeling so guilty? I didn't do anything wrong!

With that thought in mind, he swaggered over to his car, opened the door, got in, and drove off in one smooth motion.

When Pan Yang and Zhou Yang returned home, Pan Yang sat on the sofa, and the sound of stir-frying came from the kitchen.

001 was speechless: "Host, weren't you inviting a hidden character to dinner? Why aren't you cooking?"

“I paid for the ingredients! Besides, Zhou Yang is a good cook, so why not eat it?” Pan Yang said matter-of-factly.

001: "..." Fine, I'll remain silent.

Soon a table full of dishes was ready. Pan Yang washed his hands and sat down at the table without any ceremony: "Impressive, impressive. No wonder you are the man I have my eye on."

Zhou Yang paused for a moment, rolled down his shirt sleeves a bit, sat down, and picked up his chopsticks.