FOBTS CH1

“Secretary Song, organize the phone records.” 

“Secretary Song, invite guests to the annual meeting.” 

“Secretary Song, go pick up the madam and take her home.”

“Song…”

“Song your uncle, do you want a punch?” In the large conference room, Song Ruochen opened his eyes.

Around him, there were sounds of people gasping in shock.

Song Ruochen: “?”

The air is hot?

Wait, where is this?

Before his consciousness faded, he seemed to have been in a university classroom, listening to an old professor outline the key points for the final exam.

With the professor’s words, “Everything I’ve covered is key,” he became furious and stood up in anger, but tripped over his own feet and fell into a chair.

“Hey, student, don’t faint!” The old professor’s panicked voice came from his ear. “Can you just remember everything I taught?”

Maybe because he didn’t know enough to fill out a test paper, Song Ruochen didn’t wake up.

Now—

“Secretary Song, go pick up Yan Ci…” The man who had been issuing commands paused for a moment. “Secretary Song, what’s wrong with you?”

Yan Ci? That name sounds familiar.

Isn’t this the protagonist shou from that dog-blood novel that dragged on for over 500 chapters?

Everything seems interesting during finals week.

Last night, while looking for review materials, he had unintentionally been pushed a link to this dog-blood novel. He looked at the beginning dismissively, and it was exactly the kind of thing he wouldn’t usually care about.

The protagonist shou was insecure and sensitive; the protagonist gong was blunt and didn’t talk much; they had countless misunderstandings, and there were endless obstacles to their love. The novel tortured the characters for over 500 chapters, full of bittersweet, heart-wrenching drama…

Wait a minute.

Isn’t Secretary Song the unnamed character in the novel, the one who clears enemies for the company, adds bricks to the romance between the two main characters, and eventually takes a knife for the protagonist shou, losing his head in the process?

Song Ruochen only knew that having the same name posed a risk of crossing into the novel, so he needed to memorize the entire text. Who knew that having the same surname would also lead to crossing over!

How much would he need to memorize? Everything is key, right?

Now that he’s crossed over, let’s follow the rules. Is there a system?

[There really is.]

A voice appeared in his mind.

[The system has arrived.]

[My academic name is “Rewind Coin Pouch,” you can call me…]

“Xiao Ling?” Song Ruochen asked.

There was a brief silence from both the system and him.

[Call me Panghu.]

[Don’t make things difficult for me.]

A small money pouch appeared in Song Ruochen’s hand, the coins clinking as they rattled. The denominations were all… 1 second?

With a “clink,” a coin made a crisp sound.

[Current Rewind Coin Pouch balance: 50 seconds.]

Time around him rewound, returning to 10 seconds ago, when Secretary Song hadn’t yet spoken out.

“Secretary Song.” In the conference room, the protagonist was just opening his mouth to issue a task, “Go pick up the madam and take them home.”

Without thinking, Song Ruochen said, “I want to resign…”

Wait a minute, the book mentioned that Secretary Song seems to have a genetic illness. Without this job, he would lose his income source and die even faster.

“Resign?!” The protagonist’s gong asked.

“Resign the old year, welcome the new spring.” Song Ruochen was flexible, “I wish you a happy New Year in advance.”

From the company to the protagonist shou’s location, it was about a half-hour drive.

During this time, Song Ruochen reflected on Secretary Song’s daily routine.

He had seen comments in the book reviews where people complained that as soon as the protagonist’s alpha or omega said, “Secretary Song, go do this,” even if it was to fetch stars from the sky, Secretary Song could somehow manage it.

[Though he is a tool character, in the later part of the story, during the confrontation with the biggest antagonist in the book, the protagonist gong’s brother Jian Yuheng, Secretary Song plays a crucial role.]

The system reminded him.

Song Ruochen: “……”

Me?

It seems like I’m playing such a powerful character. Maybe I do have some skills.

[……]

“But I won’t provoke him.” Song Ruochen said, “I value my life.”

The car stopped in front of an esports center. Song Ruochen recalled the plot. At this moment, the protagonist shou, who was a game streamer, should have just finished commentating a competitive match.

After getting lost for a mere ten minutes, he finally found the trembling protagonist shou in the guest lounge.

A couple was confronting the protagonist shou.

Song Ruochen vaguely remembered that the protagonist shou, this unlucky guy, had a whole family of blood suckers. These people would occasionally pop up to force the novel to add some tragic points.

“Your brother is getting married, and you don’t even help out.” The protagonist’s alpha father said, “He’s marrying into the Jian family, always out in the public eye, looking glamorous, but never even notices how the family is doing.”

“I didn’t…” The noise attracted more people, and the protagonist shou timidly said, “Dad, Mom, let’s talk about this at home, not here.”

After a few steps, Song Ruochen stopped in front of the protagonist shou, Yan Ci.

“Madam.” Song Ruochen tried to adhere to his character, “President Jian asked me to take you home.”

Yan Ci looked up in confusion. Every time he had a falling out with Jian Feng, it was always this secretary who came to pick him up.

No matter where he ran off to or how upset he was, this person would always find him and forcefully take him back to Jian Feng’s side, even if he was unwilling.

He lowered his gaze. After all… Secretary Song would always help him sort things out.

“Go back?!” The alpha beside him suddenly raised his voice. “Yan Ci is someone we raised, and you just say ‘take him’ and expect him to go?”

“That makes sense.” Song Ruochen said, “Then you can continue raising him.”

He didn’t want to do this job in the first place.

“?” The alpha stopped his fiery tirade and froze for a moment.

“Secretary Song, his older brother needs a place to stay.” The alpha softened his tone. “He doesn’t have enough money and needs some family support.”

“A place to stay, is it?” Song Ruochen asked, “Is there a time requirement for the move-in?”

The alpha’s face lit up with joy upon hearing this: “No, just a place to lie down is fine. It doesn’t matter when we move in. We’re not picky.”

“Okay.” Song Ruochen said, “Please wait.”

Yan Ci opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but couldn’t make a sound.

He wanted to say that his foster parents were insatiable. Even if they got what they wanted this time, there would always be more demands. They would never be satisfied.

But Secretary Song’s task was only to take him back to Jian Feng’s side.

Song Ruochen pulled a number from Secretary Song’s phone list and dialed it. “Hello, is this available? I’d like to book one. The payment will be charged to President Jian’s account.”

“Phone number?” He turned to the protagonist shou’s alpha brother.

The man smiled mischievously and gave a number.

“Just wait.” Song Ruochen said, “A text will be sent to your phone. I wish you a smooth move-in, and the place will be for your personal use only, not for resale.”

“Of course, it’s for personal use.” The man said. “Is the neighborhood you bought quiet, Secretary Song?”

“Very quiet.” Song Ruochen said, “I guarantee you’ll be satisfied. Now, can I take the madam with me?”

“Of course, of course.” The man said.

“Let’s go, Madam.” Song Ruochen turned to look at the protagonist, Yan Ci, and said without room for argument. “I have a meeting to attend later.”

Yan Ci meekly followed him and got into the car. As soon as the car started, the alpha brother made a call.

What?

The next demand from the blood sucker family? This time, it came so quickly?

As expected, once their needs were met…

“Yan Ci!” The alpha brother yelled angrily on the phone, “Damn it, you actually let someone buy me a grave! Your whole family will die miserably!”

Yan Ci: “……?”

Xiaoshi Group.

The biggest antagonist in the book, Jian Yuheng, was being respectfully escorted into the meeting room by his loyal assistant.

“Second Young Master, you just returned to the country today and landed at Xiaoshi Group. Let me introduce the company’s situation to you.” The assistant said. “Currently, the most capable person by the Eldest Young Master’s side is Secretary Song.”

“The strongest secretary, the top player in the national server, his track record can be checked.” The assistant continued. “From my analysis, Second Young Master, if you want to take control of the company, your biggest rival is not the Eldest Young Master, but Secretary Song.”

Jian Yuheng’s gaze lifted, and at the door of the meeting room, he saw a slender and upright omega youth standing.

The person was thin, wearing a simple white shirt with a tie neatly fastened, his head lowered as he wrote something on a clipboard. Occasionally, someone passed by and greeted him, but he only nodded slightly without responding.

“That person?” Jian Yuheng asked.

This omega was so quiet, like an NPC with an incomplete voice pack. How could he be so fierce?

However… he was unusually handsome, with cold, slightly pursed lips and a small lip bead at the center of his lips, the color faint. Apart from that, his face was flawless; no imperfections could be found.

“At this moment, Secretary Song is definitely plotting how to destroy you,” the assistant added with some embellishment. “He’s probably planning to tear you apart, the new management who parachuted into the company.”

“Mm.”

“Ah.”

“Oh.”

Secretary Song responded coldly and perfunctorily to the people passing by, his pen writing a series of “help me” on the notepad in his hand.

His timing for “parachuting” into this book was unfortunate; he arrived just as the biggest antagonist in the entire book had landed in the company.

Jian Yuheng, the protagonist gong’s alpha brother, had been staring at him since he entered, clearly having already locked onto his rival according to the original plot.

The alpha was really tall, and Song Ruochen had never felt the physical difference between A and O in an ABO novel so clearly. The other person had broad and solid shoulders, looking far superior in quality to an omega. One slap could probably reset him to factory settings.

He sat down opposite Jian Yuheng, opening the folder in his hand to block his face.

The protagonist gong began the meeting, having just made some comments on the upcoming annual meeting. Jian Yuheng, sitting opposite Song Ruochen, raised his hand.

“I disagree,” Jian Yuheng said. “It’s a waste not to use such a great opportunity like the company’s annual meeting for publicity.”

As expected of the main antagonist, Jian Yuheng had just parachuted into the company’s management, and already he was questioning the protagonist gong’s opinion.

Song Ruochen shrank back into his chair, trying his best to lower his presence and avoid provoking this big antagonist. He only dared to steal glances.

Jian Yuheng’s gaze swept over him casually as he clashed with the protagonist gongover the annual meeting plan. His right hand, with clearly defined knuckles, twirled a steel pen.

“Second Young Master,” the assistant said, “Secretary Song has been rolling his eyes at you.”

The assistant continued, “If you speak to his boss like that, he’ll probably want to secretly sabotage you. You need to know that there are more bad people in the world.”

Jian Yuheng glanced at the omega across from him. Secretary Song was very quiet, his fair fingers gripping the pen so tightly that his fingertips had turned slightly red.

Jian Yuheng’s lips curled into a slight sneer: “He doesn’t have the guts.”

Song Ruochen, confused, was writing the meeting notes.

The protagonist gong and Jian Yuheng, who were like kings who couldn’t meet each other, clashed back and forth with their opinions, and things were said a little harshly.

“Many of the company’s management are older. They don’t like to show their faces, and they don’t like your radical proposals.” The protagonist gong said. “Do you want to make them sick?”

“Isn’t that perfect? If they’re old, they should step down.” Jian Yuheng said. “I stand by my proposal, unless the Eldest Young Master sends someone to bury me.”

The protagonist gong: “I don’t have that intention…”

As soon as the words left his mouth, a text message popped up on the phone connected to the meeting room’s computer screen.

“Bill notification: Hello, Mr. Jian, the grave you purchased has been prepared. Purchased by Song Ruochen, total of 50,000 yuan. The bill has been sent to your email.”

Jian Yuheng: “?”

The protagonist gong: “?”

“Secretary Song?” The protagonist gong furrowed his brow. “You bought a… what?”

“Secretary Song.” Jian Yuheng spoke, his tone half-smiling, half-serious. “Are you provoking me?”

Song Ruochen: “…”