"She should love to cry, have big, watery eyes, a slightly red mouth, a narrow, pretty face, and be white…" The room was large, and the air conditioner was set to a very low temperature. But the waiter standing at the corner couldn't help sweating. He was a low-quality Alpha. Even though he had worked in this high-end club for more than a year and thought he had seen a lot of the world, he had never tried to share a room with such a fair-skinned and beautiful top Omega.
The secretary quickly finished reading the summary of the information, carefully read every page of the document, and looked up to check with the Omegas kneeling in a row. After confirming again and again, he handed the paper information in his hand to the young employer sitting on the sofa and said respectfully: "The people you are looking for, a total of 32 people, are all here."
The white hand with slender fingers casually flipped through the documents, chuckled with disgust, and commented without hiding: "What a bad taste."
The secretary echoed, "Sheng Shaoyou has never been in a relationship. He has always been with young and beautiful Omegas. When they are called dating, they are just bed companions. Each of them can only stay with him for a short time. However, his taste and aesthetics are very consistent. Someone once joked that he is like this, which is actually another kind of long-term love."
The young employer didn't say anything, but the secretary had worked with him for many years and had a first-rate ability to read people's expressions.
He noticed the employer's eyes fell on the upper right corner of the profile page.
The information was compiled by the secretary himself, recording every detail of the Omegas that Sheng Shaoyou had dated. The information marked in the upper right corner was the length of time they had dated.
Before the employer could ask, the thoughtful secretary answered his questions: "Among all his lovers, the longest one only stayed with him for half a year. His name was Song Huancheng."
An Omega in the corner couldn't help but secretly raise his head when he heard his name. The one sitting in the middle of the room looked like someone who was not easy to mess with. He didn't dare to look at him directly, but only took a quick glance, but he was still caught.
Yu Guangli raised a very beautiful hand slightly and pointed at him casually. The secretary was very observant and immediately called his name again, saying, "You, come here."
Song Huancheng was very handsome, especially his eyes with slightly drooping corners, which made him look particularly affectionate and innocent. He vaguely knew that he was called here because of the incident with Sheng Shaoyou many years ago.
Song Huancheng was born in an ordinary family, and his romantic history with the young master of Shengda could be described as being kept rather than being in a relationship.
With his physique, Song Huancheng has now become a well-known singing and dancing idol. He was suddenly "invited" to come here while he was working today.
Anyone who can thrive in the entertainment industry is not a fool. Of course, he knows that the person who can make Sheng Shaoyou's ex-girlfriends "gather together" is not a simple character.
Song Huancheng was a little scared but didn't dare to disobey. He moved over tremblingly and said, "Boss Sheng and I have been separated for a long time. We haven't been in touch for many years…" The young man in the seat ignored his explanation. But unlike the torture he had expected, there was neither a whip nor a gun in the pampered hands. The slender and delicate fingers were resting on his knees, and a pair of smiling eyes looked over. Song Huancheng, who was used to seeing beautiful girls in the entertainment industry, could not help but be moved.
The noble host sitting on the table asked him in a nice voice, "Have you been dating him for half a year?" His tone was very lazy and gentle.
The pheromone smell of the young superior was not weak, but perhaps the Omega was too close to him. The unusually cold but surprisingly pleasant pheromone scent made his body feel a little hot.
This is the instinct of being submissive to the strong that comes from the genes. Song Huancheng was a little more scared. His tongue, which was usually eloquent, seemed to be tied up at this moment. He lowered his head and replied, "Yes, yes."
The next second, someone pinched his chin hard and Song Huancheng was forced to raise his head.
The ancestor who had asked the question earlier was tilting his head slightly, revealing a line of pheromone inhibitory patch on the back of his white neck.
Song Huancheng had seen many top S-level Alphas, but he had never met someone who had a suppression patch on and could still emit such a domineering and strong pheromone smell.
Song Huancheng's instinct to admire the strong made him fall into extreme contradictions, panic and fear, but also eager to get closer. Physiological tears could not stop rolling down his eyes, dripping down his cheeks and hitting the marble floor. Song Huancheng felt ashamed of his blatant reaction, but his body was completely out of control, and his heart pounded against his ribs like it was about to jump out of his chest.
"Don't be so quick to cry…" The instigator said softly:
"Tell me first, what kind of person does Sheng Shaoyou like?"
… The thirty-two Omegas were asked one by one in person. Although there were a large number of people, the interrogation went extremely smoothly because everyone was convinced and extremely cooperative.
After they all left, the young man tore off the useless pheromone suppression patch from behind his neck and threw it into the trash can. The strong pressure of the pheromone made the Alpha waiter standing next to him stagger and hold on to the wall, trying to support himself so as not to fall down due to weak legs. He bent down with cold sweat, picked up the trash can and said, "I'll take out the trash for you." Then he fled out of the private room.
"One hour and six minutes." The young man checked the time and then looked up at the secretary who was preparing the suppression sticker for him.
The secretary was a little helpless: "I'm really sorry, but this is the most effective inhibitor patch in the mass production line. Other existing inhibitors will not work for you." But obviously this explanation did not satisfy the young employer. He bit the bullet and promised: "But don't worry, I will urge the laboratory to speed up the research and design a medicine that is effective for you as soon as possible."
.... If you want to trace back, everything can be traced back to the catastrophe several years ago.
At first, it was just wearing masks. Human society generally believed that it was just a common cold, and there was no difference except that everyone had a mask.
But as time went on, things became very different.
Within one year, a large number of people with AB blood type and minority blood types died.
The WHO and the world's top medical laboratories have held press conferences to remind the public that the virus attacks more than just the respiratory tract. It is a systemic infection that may affect vision, myocardium, and reproductive function.
The virus mainly attacks people with AB type and special blood types, with a mortality rate of nearly 100%, followed by people with A and O blood types, with a mortality rate of 86.5%. However, people with B blood type are relatively lucky, with a low rate of severe illness and a mortality rate of only 0.5%.
Although they have a preliminary understanding of the virus, the public is still panicking and confused. They are buying all kinds of medicines without knowing what to do, but none of them can help.
The virus can be transmitted through droplets, aerosols, body/fluids, etc. Its extremely high infectiousness and extremely long incubation period make it unavoidable for all of humanity.
By the time humans truly realized that the virus's main attack was actually to change reproductive genetic functions, it was already too late. The human population structure and reproductive laws had already been completely changed.
According to WHO statistics, after the peak of the infection catastrophe, the most fortunate type B blood accounted for 86.9% of the total population, but the natural conception rate dropped to less than 10%.
The argument that viruses can cause infertility has become mainstream. As the investigation deepened, experts discovered that under the influence of viruses, humans have evolved an ABO (Qian Zhong Kun) gender system.
The results of the blood test showed that in addition to distinguishing male and female genders by chromosomes and organs, the surviving humans were divided into three major gender categories based on other sexual indicators: Alpha (Qian Yu), Beta (Zhong Chang), and Omega (Kun Cheng).
Studies have found that both men and women of the Alpha gender can get pregnant, the natural fertility rate of the Beta gender is extremely low, and both men and women of the Omega gender can get pregnant.
The findings stunned medical and biologists, who devoted themselves to research in the hope of getting rid of the sequelae of the virus infection one day, but to no avail.
Time flies. Many years after the virus appeared, as the viral genes changed from generation to generation, the infected humans finally grew canine teeth and gonads, along with the innate pheromone smell and periodic fever in adulthood.
A series of evidences show that humans have regressed. People no longer think that these are sequelae of the virus, and the focus of the debate has shifted from solving the sequelae of viral infection to whether this is evolution or degeneration.
Time is the best medicine. The humans who survived the virus and their descendants gradually accepted everything, and the debate gradually ceased.
That large-scale infection and tragic mass death finally existed only in textbooks, and was easily explained on a single page, becoming another kind of evolution no different from apes walking upright.
".... Survival of the fittest. Many people stubbornly believe that as the descendants of the survivors, we have perfectly adapted to the ABO society. Since we are born this way, why do we need to trace our origins..." The female anchor's voice was full of incitement, "But in fact, studying the history of human evolution is of great significance. In the process of tracing back, we can learn from the past and apply it to the present—" Then she changed the subject and said seriously: "Recently, scientists have discovered that in addition to the inherent cognition of Alpha, Beta, and Omega, there may be other niche genders…" Sheng Shaoyou took a sip of the whiskey at hand. He didn't expect that his second-generation friends would actually watch a popular science program on the evolution of human life during a dinner party.
"Recently, everyone is discussing that S-class Alpha is no longer the ceiling for humans, and the newly discovered Enigma is…" "Shaoyou, what do you think?"
"Stealing for popularity." Sheng Shaoyou hit the nail on the head.
He put down the wine glass, and the light shone dimly on his handsome and heroic face, making his features appear particularly deep, and a sharp and smooth jawline was reflected on the black glass table in the private room.
Sheng Shaoyou is the young master of Shengfang Biotech. He has been working in the biotechnology field for many years and just took over Shengfang Biotech from his seriously ill father Sheng Fang at the beginning of this year. Regarding such topics, he is undoubtedly the most qualified person to speak on them.
Sheng Shaoyou always felt that Enigma, which was over-mythified by the media, might just be an S-level Alpha who happened to encounter a faulty gender detection device. It was not a miracle, but just a joke of misdiagnosis.
Even if Enigma really existed, according to the known data, their existence rate is less than one in a billion. It is stupid to argue endlessly for a existence whose probability is lower than a meteorite hitting the earth head-on. Sheng Shaoyou didn't want to continue to participate in this boring discussion. He looked at the time and saw that it was almost time, so he picked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair and left first .
Secretary Chen Pinming was already standing by the car waiting for him. When he came out, he quickly opened the back door for him.
"Mr. Sheng, are we going directly to HS Group?"
Sheng Shaoyou has an appointment with Shen Wenlang, the young head of HS Group, after dinner.
Sheng Shaoyou nodded and got into the car.
The car perfume smells very good. The top note is a stimulating bitter orange mixed with rum, while the base note is a very stylish woody scent.
Chen Pinming is a Beta, nearly forty years old, with strong working ability, but he is not sensitive to the scent of pheromones. When Sheng Shaoyou got into the car, his face was visibly worse, and he realized something was wrong. He frowned and asked the driver if he had changed his pheromone perfume.
"Yes." The driver replied in confusion: "This is the 'Zuizhi' produced by HS Group."
Chen Pinming looked at him with eyes that looked like he wanted to kill someone. The driver was a little unsure, but he really didn't know what he had done wrong. He could only explain hesitantly, "It's very popular recently."
Popular? More than popular. It's killing it everywhere.
Similar to the field in which Shengfang Bio started its business, HS Group's main business sector is also biotechnology.
As a leading company in the biological field, Shengfang Bio's biggest trump card patent is gene scissors. Based on the principle of CRISPR-Cas9 system cutting genes, the "gene scissors" invented by Shengfang Bio can edit and cut the gene chain of organisms.
The HS Group, a rising star with great momentum, has mastered exclusive technology in the application of "gene scissors" in recent years.
In layman's terms, Sheng Fang invented the gene scissors, and the HS Group knew how to use the scissors and which gene chain to cut in order to achieve the corresponding purpose.
Relying on its application-level patents, HS quickly emerged as a new generation unicorn in the field of biotechnology in Jiangsu, Shanghai and even the whole country.
After it first came to prominence, the HS Group went so far as to acquire a daily chemical company and began producing pheromone-scented peripheral products. It also boasted that their products could make everyone an enviable "walking hormone."
Their main fragrance is called "Drunk Branch", which has a very special taste. The top notes of bitter orange and rum bring out the woody base notes of ebony agarwood, which is stimulating and wild, with a deep aftertaste.
Under the onslaught of advertisements, the originally niche Zuizhi scent quickly became the mainstream fragrance in the market once it was launched. Many daily chemical merchants followed suit. Now even dishwashing liquid and toilet cleaner products have begun to advertise themselves as having the charming "Zuizhi" fragrance.
"Is this your first day at work?" Chen Pinming was indeed a senior secretary with an annual salary of one million.
Without waiting for Sheng Shaoyou to make any statement, he sternly said to the driver, "Replace it immediately!"
The driver apologized repeatedly, and Chen Pinming pressed the window opening button and lowered the glass window all the way down.
The night breeze diluted the strong fragrance, and Sheng Shaoyou's expression finally eased.
As Sheng Shaoyou's most capable subordinate, Chen Pinming knew Sheng Shaoyou very well and knew that he hated "Zuizhi" very much. He even implicated HS because of Zuizhi.
Because the smell of this damn "Drunk Branch" is quite similar to Sheng Shaoyou's own pheromone.
The original pheromone smell suddenly became a popular modern item. Others might be proud of it. But Sheng Shaoyou called this popularity "street-wide". He was not happy that his unique and niche pheromone smell became a cheap item that could be enjoyed by paying money. For this reason, Sheng Shaoyou hated the HS Group, the instigator, from the bottom of his heart. Although he had the opportunity in the past few years, he had never had a personal relationship with Shen Wenlang of the HS Group.
Things are different now. The issue of inheritance of Shengfang Bio has been settled. No matter how covetous those dozen illegitimate children outside Shengfang are, they cannot change the fact that Sheng Shaoyou is the actual controller of Shengfang Bio.
Sheng Shaoyou is ambitious, young and ambitious.
After careful analysis and weighing of the pros and cons, he temporarily put aside his disgust and, through a friend, tried to invite Shen Wenlang, the head of HS Group, to have a quick meal to discuss the possibility of cooperation between the two companies.
Unexpectedly, Shen Wenlang still wanted to make trouble, saying that his schedule was full and asked Sheng Shaoyou to meet him in the office after dinner today.
The friend was also a little embarrassed, and hesitantly conveyed Shen Wenlang's meaning, and also helped to criticize him: "I scolded him too. He was so arrogant. It was really too much." Although he said so, it was just an excuse. The friend didn't really want to offend Shen Wenlang, so he made up for him in the next sentence:
"However, he shouldn't be showing off on purpose. He has been really busy recently."
Sheng Shaoyou wanted to send Shen Wenlang to Ling Chi in his heart, but he smiled generously: "HS is developing so rapidly, Mr. Shen must be very busy, expanding the territory, I can understand." He also thanked his friend for helping to make the connection, and said generously: "I heard that you will open a new store in a while, remember to let me know when you set a date."
This friend runs several of the most high-end entertainment clubs in Jiangsu and Shanghai. Sheng Shaoyou is well-known for his generosity, and his friend said repeatedly: "Of course, of course."
Before hanging up the phone, he suddenly reminded Sheng Shaoyou: "Shen Wenlang has a strange temper.
He hates Omegas. Shaoyou, if you want to discuss cooperation with him, don't bring an Omega…" Sheng Shaoyou is romantic but not vulgar. His friend runs an entertainment club and he has been influenced by him, so he thinks that all business in the world depends on wine and women.
Sheng Shaoyou didn't take it seriously, but he knew his friend meant well.
"This is extremely valuable first-hand information. Thank you for the reminder, brother."
This friend had a close personal relationship with Shen Wenlang, but when he arrived at Shen Wenlang's office, Sheng Shaoyou couldn't help but suspect that the information he provided was wrong.
The person who stood at the door to meet him was a tall and thin Beta male. He took out a business card from his suit pocket and handed it to Sheng Shaoyou with both hands. Sheng Shaoyou didn't raise his hand, but just glanced at it quickly and said "Nice to meet you" to the general assistant secretary named Gao Tu.
Chen Pinming, who was following behind, quickly reached out to take the business card, handed his own business card out, and greeted him: "Secretary Gao is also working overtime so late, it's really hard work."
Gao Tu looked honest and dull, but being Shen Wenlang's chief assistant meant he was definitely not a fool. He immediately took the business card and replied with a smile and a soft voice, "They are all the same.
President Sheng and Secretary Chen have worked hard, too."
In the office, Shen Wenlang is not as busy as he claims.
When the door was opened, even Gao Tu, who was walking in front, was stunned.
Shen Wenlang was talking to his new secretary named Hua who had just arrived. The two of them were very close and their postures were ambiguous, but Shen Wenlang's expression was very cold.
Secretary Hua is an Omega. Being hugged by her boss, who is a top Alpha, she is obviously under pressure. She puts her hands on the man's chest to push him away, but the hem of her shirt has been pulled out of her trousers, and the collar is open, revealing a white, violently heaving chest.
An Alpha hugged an Omega, and the Omega's eyes were slightly red and his breathing was rapid.
Any adult would know what happened.
Sheng Shaoyou himself is an Alpha, so he couldn't tell that Shen Wenlang, who couldn't wait to flirt with his Omega subordinates in the office, didn't seem to hate Omegas at all.
Shen Wenlang and Secretary Hua were so engrossed in their "communication" that neither of them noticed the arrival of the visitor.
Sheng Shaoyou stood indifferently at the door a few meters away with his hands in his pockets, watching the joke quietly.
Secretary Hua suddenly struggled and cried, "Boss Shen, don't." Shen Wenlang smiled, stretched out his hand and pressed his neck hard to bring him in front of him. The four lips came closer.
Gao Tu's throat hurt as if a fish bone was stuck. He couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he coughed loudly, reminding the boss to be more restrained and not to invite visitors to watch a live porn show for free.
Shen Wenlang heard the cough and looked towards the door. The arrogance on his face subsided a bit, and he smiled slightly and said, "Boss Sheng is here, please sit down."
But the hand holding the person's wrist did not loosen at all.
The poor Omega whose wrist was pinched was not as thick-skinned as Shen Wenlang. He was obviously frightened when he suddenly saw so many people. He struggled to break free from his boss's shackles and hurriedly tidied up his messy clothes. Only after he was done, he dared to look up.
Wet eyes, crow-feather-like eyelashes, petal-like lips and shockingly white skin… Sheng Shaoyou's heart skipped a beat and the words came out of his mouth.
"Why is it you?"
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