I’m Allergic to Pheromones - Chapter 23

Far away in a dark internet café, a certain middle school girl, who was wreaking havoc in the gaming world, sneezed three times with great force. “Who’s cursing me?”

With a loud “smack,” she slammed her mouse down on the table. Nan Xing’s face was filled with fury as she quickly typed a message just seconds before the crystal on the screen was about to shatter.

Noob jungler, come here and learn to bark like a dog! (Yasuo)

The results page popped up, and Nan Xing swiftly clicked to return to the lobby, blocking and reporting her teammates in one go, not giving them a chance to retort. She collapsed back into her gaming chair and took a big sip of ice-cold cola.

“Ah, that feels good!”

Just then, the door to the booth swung open, and four students in middle school uniforms squeezed in, both boys and girls, their shoulders burdened with large backpacks. The leader was a tall girl who walked in and eagerly peered at the screen. “Awesome, Xingxing, did you rank up?”

“No, I’ve been matched with elementary schoolers all afternoon, it’s so annoying. Ye Man, sit next to me.” Nan Xing frowned and gestured with her chin at the others. “Find a spot to sit; I’ll cover the internet fees today.”

“Wow, thanks, Xingxing!”

“Xingxing is so generous!”

“Xingxing, I want a Pepsi.”

“Don’t you worry about osteoporosis drinking that all the time?” Nan Xing looked at her friend with disdain. “Order whatever you want to eat or drink; let the staff get it for you.”

The tall girl sat down next to Nan Xing, adjusted her backpack, accepted a friend request, and casually said, “Xingxing, did you change your hairstyle again?”

Yesterday’s avatar was a rainbow cloud, and today it was a head full of messy braids.

“I’m starting work at the company tomorrow. New hairstyle, new vibe—cool, right?”

Nan Xing lifted her chin proudly, her colorful braids bouncing. In her mind, she envisioned herself sitting in a luxurious CEO office, holding an iced Americano, crossing her legs, and smirking coldly as everyone bowed to her in awe.

At that moment, she would definitely punch her old man, kick the Omega sister, and take down all employees under a meter tall, as a brand-new black empire rose under her command.

The others listened in, bursting into laughter.

“Xingxing, your dad really let you work at the company? No wonder you haven’t been in class this week.”

“Jealous! My mom watches me like a hawk during online classes; it’s so annoying. Hey, Xingxing, does your family need another daughter? I want to drop out and be a young CEO too.”

“Dream on! Your mom’s surname is Xu, not Nan.”

The group erupted into chaos, and Nan Xing, laughing in anger, picked up the remaining half bottle of water and threw it at the person across from her, hitting the target perfectly.

“Get lost! My family doesn’t need another daughter; my sister is an Omega, and my old man dotes on her.”

The person hit peeked out, curious. “I remember your sister is Nan Ju? The number one Omega in the flower market? I heard she’s really beautiful. Is she really that pretty, Xingxing?”

The Nan family didn’t like to overly promote Nan Ju’s reputation. The only time they made the news was when Nan Ju, at fifteen, was revealed to be an S-class Omega, and a side profile photo was snapped, stunning the entire flower market—unmatched for the past decade.

“She’s okay, I guess.” Nan Xing, annoyed by the constant mention of Nan Ju, directly opened the game. “I’m queuing up; no one better steal Yasuo from me.”

As she waited for the game to start, Nan Xing swung her legs. The chair next to her shifted, and Ye Man adjusted her headphones, quietly asking, “Xingxing, will your sister make things difficult for you at the company? After all, she and that guy aren’t together anymore, right?”

She pouted and wrote the character “Su” on the table.

Nan Xing popped a lollipop into her mouth, unimpressed. “What can an Omega do to me? She’ll still have to look up to me in the future. Don’t worry, I won’t throw you under the bus; I’m loyal, okay? By the way, where did you hear that? My old man doesn’t even know; he’s so mad he made Nan Ju kneel in the ancestral hall.”

“Uh, I just… overheard it.” The girl’s gaze darted away as she hugged her phone, sending a message. Looking at the lit-up screen, she urged, “It’s starting, it’s starting!”

Nan Xing’s expression shifted, instantly pushing aside the previous question.

Tonight, even if her biological father showed up, nothing could stop her from becoming the number one Yasuo in the national server.

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The next day, the gaming girl, with a lollipop in her mouth and messy braids, strutted into the company, full of confidence.

Nan Ju’s Beta assistant, Nian Gao, blocked her at the entrance with a smile. “Second Miss?”

Nan Xing frowned. “Call me Huang Zuo, Canyu Lishang no Zang Ji.”

Assistant…

With her rainbow braids, smoky eye makeup, ripped jeans, and studded shoes, even though he was mentally prepared, the assistant felt his pride wavering when faced with her in person.

“Alright, please follow me. The eldest lady has arranged a position for you.”

Nan Xing struggled to contain her excitement and replied coolly, “Lead the way.”

Concise and to the point, she strictly adhered to the first rule of the Overlord: Be aloof.

A hard bench, a shabby wooden table, a large fan, and a small, cute rainbow umbrella stood at the entrance of the parking lot.

At this moment, the morning sun rose, gently illuminating the outdoor parking lot, casting a small shadow on the ground. Occasionally, employees hurriedly parked their cars and jogged toward the office building.

Nan Xing was dumbfounded.

“What is this?”

The assistant calmly pulled out a chair and sat the dazed Nan Xing down, even putting a fluorescent green striped vest on her, gently saying, “This is your workplace. The eldest lady said this job oversees the entire company; it’s easy and allows you to play games while working, which perfectly suits your requirements, Second Miss.”

Nan Xing…

That sounds quite reasonable.

As the assistant spoke, he quickly pulled out double-sided tape and two printed payment codes from his folder and stuck them on the pockmarked table, polite and courteous.

“WeChat or Alipay is fine. Two yuan during the day, five yuan overnight. Just remember not to miss anyone; all the money goes to the finance department.”

“Overnight?” The future ruler of the black empire, Nan Xing, looked up in confusion, her eyes blank. “Can you park overnight here?”

The assistant looked at her with kindness. “Generally, no, but it’s not ruled out. The company finishes at five-thirty, and overtime cannot exceed three hours, so your latest clock-out time is eight-thirty in the evening, just in time to avoid the rush hour.”

Nan Xing…

Let me say thank you…