Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

Without hesitation, Zhou Yang placed his phone in Huan Yang's hand. Huan Yang raised an eyebrow as he looked at the phone; Zhou Yang's phone had no password.

He swiped around a bit and found mostly office software. He clicked his tongue, put his phone on the table, and thought, "This is boring."

Looking at Zhou Yang, he was wearing a white lab coat over an ordinary suit shirt and a black tie.

Pan Yang reached out and grabbed Zhou Yang's tie, pulling him forward until the two were very close.

"Secretary Qiao, how's your injury?" Shang Cheng pushed the door open and entered.

Pan Yang quickly kissed Zhou Yang, loosened his tie, turned to look at Shang Cheng, and said expressionlessly, "I'm fine."

Shang Cheng blinked, looking at the two of them in disbelief, feeling as if his brain had short-circuited. What had just happened? Had he seen wrong? "You, you two?"

Zhou Yang straightened his tie and said calmly, "He's my boyfriend. Do you have a problem with that?"

Boyfriend! Shang Cheng's eyes widened in an instant: "Huh?" He unconsciously took a step back, bumped his back against someone, and quickly turned around.

"I'm sorry." But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw who it was and immediately took several steps back: "Song Jiangci! How did you know I was here!"

Song Jiangci glanced at Fan Yang, then looked at Shang Cheng: "Are you avoiding me?"

"I...I didn't." Shang Cheng gritted his teeth and took a deep breath: "President Song, I don't like men, I won't agree to your proposal. I'll pay to replace your company's cash cow."

"Do you think I care about that little money tree?" Song Jiangci's voice was somewhat urgent.

Shang Cheng silently took another step back.

After realizing his tone was a bit harsh, Song Jiangci sighed and said, "Fine, I respect your choice. You don't need to pay for the money tree." He glanced at Shang Cheng one last time before turning and leaving.

Shang Cheng felt a lingering fear, but looking at Song Jiangci's departing figure, he felt inexplicably lost. How could he possibly like Song Jiangci? They had been mortal enemies since childhood. Who would like their mortal enemy?

"Are you the boss of Pan Yang?"

“Ah, yes.” Shang Cheng immediately replied upon hearing Zhou Yang’s words.

"Pan Yang injured his leg and will take the day off tomorrow."

"Alright, Secretary Qiao, you can rest and recover first. You can come back to work when you're healed. I'll be going now. You guys continue." After saying that, Shang Cheng also left the police station and looked around on the street, looking for Song Jiangci's figure.

Pan Yang waited until Zhou Yang got off work. Li Qing peeked out several times and wondered how the two of them got together. They looked about the same height and seemed rather aloof.

Although Pan Yang was dressed in casual clothes, his aura was undeniable; his confidence even gave the illusion that he was in complete control.

"Have you seen enough?" Zhou Yang blocked Li Qing's view.

Li Qing touched his nose somewhat awkwardly: "I was just curious."

He looked up and around, then whispered, "Who's on top between you and him?"

Zhou Yang's eyes darkened upon hearing this: "You're very curious?"

“No, this is just…” Li Qing’s mind raced: “As a friend and colleague, it’s only right to show concern, isn’t it?”

"Looks like you're still free." Zhou Yang looked at him coldly.

"Haha." Li Qing felt a little uneasy under his gaze and took a few steps back. "Is it really necessary... I'll go back to work." After saying that, she ran to the other side in a flash, and instantly a group of people surrounded Li Qing.

Pan Yang blinked, leaned back in his chair leisurely, and asked, "What did he ask?"

"Nothing." Zhou Yang glanced at the time. "There's still half an hour until I get off work. What would you like to eat?"

"Everything is fine."

Pan Yang stayed at home for about three or four days before going to work. During those days, Zhou Yang took care of him almost the entire time, but Pan Yang felt that it was making a mountain out of a molehill, since it wasn't like he had his leg amputated.

In the office, Shang Cheng stared blankly at the documents.

“Song Jiang’s poem is here,” Pan Yang said directly.

"Who? Who's here? Song Jiangci has come to see me?" Shang Cheng immediately stood up.

"I lied to you."

"Secretary Qiao." Shang Cheng was somewhat speechless. He sat down in his chair, picked up the document, and continued reading. "Don't disturb my work. This document is very important and cannot be compromised."

Pan Yang shrugged: "Oh right." Anyway, you're the boss, so whatever you say is right. Sigh, this big boss of mine is just too kind-hearted.

Shang Cheng was even more speechless. After thinking for a long time, he took out his phone. The conversation was still the message Song Jiang had sent on that day at the police station.

After hesitating for a long time, he still didn't send it. He looked at the time and said somewhat irritably, "Alright, let's go home. We'll leave half an hour early today."

Upon hearing this, Pan Yang was naturally delighted: "Let's go."

"Wait a minute!" Shang Cheng called out to Pan Yang, opened his mouth for a long time, and then sighed, "Never mind, you can go first."

Pan Yang felt a little confused but didn't pay much attention to it. After all, it wasn't something he was worried about. He quickly walked downstairs to the company and headed home!

Pan Yang was walking on the street. Because it was rush hour, there were quite a lot of people on the street.

Suddenly, a man wearing a baseball cap and a mask darted out, revealing a knife hidden in his sleeve, and stabbed at Fan Yang.

Because there were too many people around, it was difficult for Pan Yang to dodge. The knife directly slashed Pan Yang's arm, and then Pan Yang kicked the man in the abdomen.

In a split second, he grabbed the man's arm and pinned him to the ground. The man struggled for a moment and then gave up.

People around realized what was happening and immediately called the police. Li Qing was shocked when he arrived at the scene.

He immediately ordered someone to take the man to the police station, and looking at Pan Yang's arm, said, "Should we go to the hospital first? We'll have to give a statement later. I'll have Zhou Yang come over."

"No need to tell him." Pan Yang immediately spoke up. There was no need for the hidden figure to know about such a trivial matter. It would be too embarrassing for a big shot like himself to be injured.

Li Qing said helplessly, "Alright, let's go to the hospital to get it bandaged first."

After going through the whole process, it was almost dark. The man, who wasn't tight-lipped, quickly confessed that a masked man had asked him to kill Fan Yang, promising his family three million yuan if he succeeded.

The man happened to have cancer, and he had two daughters and a wife. In the end, she gritted her teeth and agreed. She had no idea what the man looked like or what his identity was.

Li Qing was feeling a bit of a headache and asked Huan Yang to think about whether he had offended anyone.

Pan Yang: "In what sense did you offend him?" If it was verbal offense, he was quite rude and offended quite a few people. If it was something else, he really didn't.

"..." Li Qing almost choked: "Then if you feel anything is wrong, call the police immediately, and we will continue to investigate."

Finally, it got dark before Fan Yang returned home. He ate a simple meal and sat on the sofa to think. The original owner certainly hadn't offended anyone, but in these worlds, there were only two people who wanted to kill him.

Jiang Suonan and his group have been quiet for so long, it's obvious they're about to make their move again. They've failed so many times, why can't they give up?