After My Inner Thoughts Were Exposed, Every Goddess in the Company Started Flirting with Me

After transmigrating into a book, Shen Yan became bound to the most ridiculously awful System: [Fired by the CEO → Go home and save your terminally ill younger sister] [Make a mistake on purpose → Electric shock punishment] [Complete a mission perfectly → Reward: god-tier skill] He decided to quietly play out the cannon-fodder plot and ask for a quick death (crossed out) quick start. Until one day He handed over a document with a respectful expression, while his mind went into overdrive: “Those legs in black stockings on CEO Lu could keep me busy for ten years... No, what am I thinking? Fire me already!” “Miss Su’s third button is in danger when she bends over... Get a grip, Shen Yan! You need to go home!” “Lin Weiwei’s perfume smells like first love... Help, why are my hands automatically brewing a matching tea?!” Every woman in the office froze at the same time. They could hear his thoughts. Worse still, the System had professionalized his “lecherous instincts” too: His eyes automatically scanned three-dimensional measurements, his nose became a scent analyzer, and his fingers gained a tactile memory bank. And his mouth was always one step ahead of his brain: “CEO Lu, your pelvis tilts forward by five degrees when you stand. I recommend adjusting your posture.” (His hand was already on her waist.) “Miss Su, your bra underwire is half a size too small. It’s affecting your circulation.” (The moment he said it, he wanted to slap himself.) “Ms. Lin, your perfume combines with your sweat to produce a pyruvic acid smell... Let me change it for you.” And so the workplace became a grand scene of split personalities: He wore a professional smile, while his mind was full of lewd thoughts. They acted cold as ice, while inwardly laughing themselves hoarse and playing along. This book is entirely fictional.