Zhou Wenjing's residence, which happens to be in the South Third Ring Road, is still a real estate invested by merchants, a high-end community.

Zhou Wenjing's favorite place in this community is the property and environment, basically the neighbors are rich and status-based people, and their lives and rests are very regular, and there will be no big noise, and there will be no decoration and arrest of the junior.

Since Zhou Wenjing entered Yueyu, following this boss who has obsessive-compulsive disorder and super executive ability and a super sense of time, he has a nervous breakdown, so he cherishes the time he can sleep.

But it was not yet six o'clock that day, when Zhou Wenjing was in a rare dream, a familiar "Dididi" suddenly sounded from the computer.

It is no exaggeration that Zhou Wenjing immediately felt like he had been conjured, rubbed himself up from the bed, and before his brain was awake, he had already put on his shirt and shorts and sat in front of the computer.

"Boss......" Zhou Wenjing's eyes were still a little puffy, and after seeing the person on the other end of the screen clearly, he suddenly sobered up, "Mother......"

I'll go.

He wouldn't still be dreaming, would he?

Wrong.

The proprietress called him early in the morning on the video of the president's internal line, and something must have happened.

Zhou Wenjing looked at it, and sure enough, on Song Xinci's delicate face on the other side of the screen, the expression was very weird.

"Madame...... What happened? ”

Song Xinci just stared at the computer camera, wanting to speak and stopping......

Zhou Wenjing was also scared to sober, and he said nervously, "Could it be that something happened to the president?" ”

Song Xinzi's lips opened and opened, and finally said something that even he thought was funny.

"No, he's fine...... It's just that I got up this morning, Fu Hanyu ...... It seems to be another person. ”

"Someone else??"

Song Xinci was a little difficult to speak, but he still picked and picked up the unbelievable things that would happen in the morning, and a few of them were highlighted.

First, Fu Hanyu's personality has changed again;

Second, Fu Hanyu firmly believes that he owes 30 million yuan in debt due to the failure of his business;

Third, Fu Hanyu firmly believes that he is currently being raised by Song Xinci and is enduring humiliation.

Zhou Wenjing: "......"

Zhou Wenjing: "Unheard ......"

Song Xinci himself had never heard of it, if it weren't for an atheist, Song Xinci would have thought that Fu Hanyu was possessed by the soul of a young man with an online loan.

Zhou Wenjing reacted from the shock, reflecting the good professionalism he had cultivated over the years, and quickly sorted out his thoughts and appeased Song Xinci.

"Madam, don't worry, I guess it's related to the boss's car accident...... It just so happened that the famous overseas neurologist and brain surgeon I had made an appointment with him returned to China ahead of schedule, and I would pick him up in a while and go to Dijing City Garden. ”

At present, only Song Xinci and Zhou Wenjing know about Fu Hanyu's schizophrenia, and when this kind of thing happens, Song Xinci's first reaction is to contact Zhou Wenjing first.

originally wanted to send Fu Hanyu to the hospital again, but it would have been better for Zhou Wenjing to bring a doctor.

Song Xinci hung up the video call and breathed a sigh of relief.

She leaned back on her desk and calmed down for five minutes before her chaotic thoughts were completely settled in the morning.

Song Xinci exhaled, feeling that no matter what, it was very inappropriate to throw Fu Hanyu into the room alone now.

He was still sick after all, what if he was insane and did something to harm himself.

As soon as Song Xinci thought of this, she immediately became nervous and worried, she ran out barefoot, and ran back to the bedroom barefoot in a hurry, and pushed the door open with a bang.

Song Xinzi: "......"

The light in the room was very dim, and Fu Hanyu maintained the previous movements of Song Xinci when he left, sitting silently and depressedly on the carpet, exuding a daunting cold air.

"Fu Hanyu ......," Song Xinci called tentatively.

Song Xinci saw the man's body stiffen with his own eyes, he slowly raised his head, and his surging phoenix eyes slowly lifted, and there seemed to be water in it.

Song Xinzi: "Sleep." ”