I checked the general manager's understatement of fantasy.

[Baidu explains it this way: Fantasy refers to having no reason and no basis for a thing or too many thoughts, or longing for something that does not exist, the latter is less. 】

It is followed by a small line of words - it is a kind of mental illness, and those who are strict will fall into unrealistic fantasies, unable to distinguish between reality and imagination, and it is best to seek medical attention as soon as possible.

I silently put down my phone.

It's okay, what if you have a mental disorder? Today's rich people are not paranoid and psychotic, and they don't have a face to mix in the circle.

After washing, I lay down on the comfortable big bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze. The general manager walked in, poured me a glass of warm milk, sat beside me flipping through magazines, and asked, "What are you thinking?" ”

I struggled to sit up, "Ah, nothing, nothing. ”

The general manager looked at me faintly.

I felt weak for a while.

"That...... It is...... Wen Wen ......"

"Wen Wen is a kind person." The general manager lowered his head and said lightly, "Although he is in his fantasy world almost every day and lives with his imaginary identity, he has no intention of harming others. ”

"Oh, so what's he doing...... I mean, is Mr. Wen stimulated by something? ”

The general manager flipped a page of the magazine lightly, "Hmm." The woman she loved didn't like him, probably because she was stimulated. ”

I shook my head and sighed, although the bald brother is not very vigorous, he has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his figure is also tall, and since he is a relative of the general manager, he must also be a gold owner, so there are still people who can't look down on him when such good conditions are placed here?

"That woman doesn't have a good eye, right? Mr. Wen is also rich and handsome, why don't you like him? My eyes are flying to the sky," I said as I rolled up my sleeves angrily, with a big sense that I was going to fight with that person, "General manager, you tell me honestly, who does that woman have a crush on?" ”

The general manager put the magazine aside, glanced at me coldly, and then said extremely calmly, "I." ”

“”

I lowered my head and silently put my sleeves back down.

Then go to bed. I slept soundly.

The next day.

When I packed up and went downstairs, the general manager happened to be at the end of the morning exercise, saw me, and naturally nodded at me. This is the first time I've seen her look without makeup, without the delicate makeup on the outside, showing her original appearance, delicate and handsome, and generous. The mild morning sun shone on her off-white tracksuit, making her whole body seem to glow.

Seeing that I was stunned, she hooked the corners of her lips very lightly, "Are you hungry?" ”

I shook my head in the invisible smile of the general manager, and then suddenly remembered that I was still on the mission of cooking for the general manager, patted my head, and said in annoyance, "I haven't made breakfast yet!" General Manager, what are you going to eat? ”

The general manager glanced at the clock, picked up a change of clothes, and said lightly, "Someone will come to deliver the meal later." With that, I went to the bathroom to wash up.

To tell the truth, when I heard the sound of water in the bathroom, I suddenly had the feeling that if I were a man, I would be a stone.

After a few minutes, someone opened the door and came in.

I was stunned, incredible, "Aren't you ......" Wen Yuan?

That's right, it's Wen Yuan, the general manager's younger brother, that white-haired little handsome guy.

Wen Yuan didn't seem to be in a very good mood, he had a handsome face, ignored me, and just strode to the restaurant and threw a few lunch boxes in his hand on the table.

Then he said to me fiercely, "Xiang Qianqian, you tell Wen Yan that even if she is holding the handle of labor and management now, labor and management will not come to bring her breakfast again in the future!" I want this and that, and I want that, fault! ”

As soon as the words ended, the sound of water in the bathroom immediately stopped.

Wen Yuan seemed to feel the threat from the bathroom, swallowed silently, muttered a few more words, and left quickly.

After a while, the general manager, wiping his wet hair, came out of the bathroom.

"Wen Yuan complained to you?"

I looked straight at the general manager's puffy cheeks from taking a hot shower, and only after a while did I sigh.

"This kid...... Don't want to send? The general manager said coolly, "Is this up to him?" ”

So I had breakfast. The driver comes to pick you up and then goes to work.

In the car, the general manager gently leaned on my shoulder, and the refreshing fragrance wafted into the tip of my nose.

My throat was dry, and I said, "You—what are you doing?" ”

The general manager frowned slightly, closed his eyes and said, "I'm so sleepy, I barely slept last night, don't make noise, let me sleep for a while." ”

"Why didn't you sleep?"

"Assistant Xiang, did you know that you make a sound when you sleep?"

What sound do I say? Grinding teeth or snoring?

The general manager shook his head slightly, opened his handsome eyes and looked at me, his eyes were full of exhaustion, "It's moaning, groaning......"