General Manager, can we stop?

Do people hallucinate the day after they get drunk?I've been troubled by this problem for the past two days, and as if looking for troubles, I even thought about contacting Yang Qi and the others, or cultivating a relationship with Gongsun Jin.

The reason is actually a bit... dreamlike.

The next morning after that night, He Jinpeng's way of waking people up was not gentle at all. He just slapped people hard on the face until they woke up and said coolly, "It's time to go to work."

I have sleep confusion, which is the last thing that people want to know, he knows, so I was also confused and didn't react when I was woken up by the pain. I just vaguely remember walking a little bit, and I didn't know why when I got to the bathroom. It was slippery, almost I fell again, but fortunately someone with sharp eyes and quick hands supported me.The posture is a bit... well, it should be said that it is a bit strange, and the breath of the other party can be felt, which shows that the two are very close.I was a little sober when I was righted, so I politely rushed to the rescuer and showed a pretty good smile, "Thank you." The voice was still a little weak.

A scene that made me feel hallucinated appeared, the originally cold and beautiful eyes showed a flash of panic, and a thin layer of blush appeared on the fair and well-skinned face...

How can it be!

How could it be possible for me to see the blush on the face of He Dazong, who is regarded as ruthless and noble as a king in the eyes of the whole company? !

The shock was too great, and I, who was already confused enough, was completely stupid.Even after washing and dressing, the two of them went to a nearby place to eat breakfast and returned to the company, they were still in a dream.

At 04:30 in the afternoon, Fatty Minister Wang returned to the office with his little follower Ma Hang. Unfortunately, the flea-like boy stretched half of his body as soon as he got back to his seat, with an incredible expression on his face. With a look on my face, I said mysteriously to me: "Ah, I will tell you, I will tell you, I will tell you..."

I rolled my eyes at him, "Don't shrink back."

Of course, Ma Hang never paid attention to my cold humor, and continued his excitement there, "I'm not shrinking, I'm telling... ah, it's a secret... Oh, I finally understand why you don't care about those rumors at all, it turns out The general manager is not a comrade at all!"

"..." I was at a loss, not understanding what he was talking about.

Look at me like this, Ma Hang is used to it, still excited and continue to gossip about our boss, "Guess what I saw just now? Guess... You must not guess, Mr. General Manager has a girlfriend! And just now I went to the lobby to pick her up in person, she is a beauty, she looks very beautiful, oh, what a blessing!"

I usually take it lightly for such a gossip-like and brain-twitching Malaysia Airlines-like behavior, but the moment I heard 'girlfriend' just now, my calm heart twitched violently, and I felt a slight pain for some unknown reason.

"...Ah Luan? Returning to the soul——"

Dazed for a moment, he withdrew his thoughts and saw Ma Hang staring at me with a strange expression on his face. That expression was his inner world.Taking a deep breath without any trace, I changed into a calm and indifferent expression, and replied indifferently: "Really?" Then I turned back and continued to stare at my office computer, but my hands were 1 mm away from the keyboard I didn't move for a long time.

Being defeated by my performance again, Ma Hang's tone was a bit depressed, and he couldn't help asking: "Aren't you curious? Are you really not curious? That's your rumored lover, are you not curious at all?" ?Really? Are you sure……"

"Stop." I couldn't bear the croaking in my ears, so I could only interrupt, "He... anyway, he looks so powerful and rich, so what's the fuss about having a girlfriend?" After asking, the stiff hands finally regained their nerves, and tapped lightly on the keyboard.

"Oh...that's right." Although I was sorry for my behavior, Ma Hang also felt that it made sense, so after answering "Yes" dully, I finally sat back quietly. The document that came back was one of the small links related to the new project that He Jinpeng was catching up with recently. Although the people in Malaysia Airlines usually gossip and chatter, they are still very good at computer programs, even better than the seniors in the same group, so this I don't feel jealous that he has a part in the project.

Withdrawing his slanted gaze, he realized that the hands on the keyboard were clenched and turned white at some point.

As I said, how could such an outstanding man not have a girlfriend?I know it, I understand this fact very clearly, I understand it... But why should I care, why should I be sad?

I propped myself on the table, holding it in my hair with both hands very restlessly. When I can't calm down, I can only do this, as if I can protect myself well and not get hurt in the slightest.But this time, the uneasiness and panic in my heart didn't decrease but increased. I couldn't even sit still, so I stood up in embarrassment and strode out of the office.

The water was splashing, and the wet face in the mirror was extremely embarrassing.

"...Alum, you are enough... Isn't it enough? Aren't there enough wounds in that place..."

The sound of the water was very loud, covering up the painful murmur, so that I couldn't even hear the fact that I said hypnotically, it didn't really exist, and I was deceiving my extremely fragile self like this.

Half an hour later, I returned to the indifferent, quiet and introverted alum. I returned to the office and returned to my seat, as if everything didn’t matter.

Seeing me coming back, Ma Hang stretched out again: "Where have you been for so long? Just now, the general manager called your mobile phone and no one answered it, and then came over from the internal line. It took me a long time to answer it for you. He is looking for you. Let Call him after you come back. It doesn't sound like it's about work. What did you say he asked you for? Did he ask you out for dinner again? Nope, he's obviously with his girlfriend... Ah! I see , you have a good relationship, he wants to introduce his girlfriend to you, right?"

The gossip boy was so happy for his intelligence, he stared at me with a bright smile, waiting for my praise.

"Well, I see." I replied lightly, without another sentence.

Ma Hang blinked, seeing that I was not interested in writing with him, so he could only sit back sullenly and finish the work before get off work.

He took back the remaining line and took out the mobile phone from the drawer. Sure enough, there were two missed calls, both of which were He Jinpeng.The thumb holding the mobile phone slowly rubbed back and forth on the screen, and my mind drifted away. The man looking for me was nothing more than about his diet. Except for eating and drinking, he didn't seem to take the initiative to look for me.

In the end... what should I do.

The phone rang again, and it was still a certain person... The words 'He and such person' were displayed on it.

I didn't answer, the phone rang persistently until it became quiet, and then the screen went dark... Then, the intercom phone rang, and the voice seemed to be like the person on the other end of the phone, it rang so arrogantly and arrogantly.

"...Why don't you answer?"

Generally, the voice of the internal line is very low, which is to prevent the colleagues from being disturbed, but the seat of Malaysia Airlines is connected to me, separated by a half-person-high screen, which is completely audible.He looked at me suspiciously, and I didn't answer his question until even the landline fell silent.

why do not you answer?

Actually, why pick it up?

I asked myself.

That person is just my boss, maybe... the relationship is a little bit better than others, but that's just a little bit, to that person, maybe I am a little special, especially because I cooked for him a few times, and then We've had a few drinks together...not the most special.

This special, dispensable.Who would ignore love or family affection for this dispensable special?

05: 30.

Hang up my bag and get off work on time.

Ma Hang cleaned up very quickly today, followed me closely, and did not forget to gossip at the same time, "Oh...wait for me, I ask you, are you angry? Your face is not very good-looking, Is it because the general manager has a girlfriend? Or..."

Glancing coldly at the young man who chirped like a bird, he quickly shut up wisely, even though his eyes were full of fierce curiosity that killed the cat.In the end, Ma Hang still had no chance to continue to be curious. Seeing the boss He who was blocking the door of the elevator, Ma Hang used his ability to see the wind for the first time, and the three flatterers slipped away one by one, leaving me and He Jinpeng alone. The beauty beside him stared wide-eyed.

"Why don't you answer the phone, are you looking for a cigarette?" He Jinpeng was in a hurry, and his accent was violent, as if he wanted to teach someone a lesson to relieve his anger, but I knew that this person had a cold face and a warm heart, and he didn't care at all. It's going to be really punching... well, like, he beat Jankey.

"I didn't bring my mobile phone." It was the first time I opened my eyes and said nonsense, and my eyes couldn't help drifting over. Ma Hang really didn't exaggerate the facts, she was indeed a beauty, with delicate and flattering facial features, beautiful skin, and graceful figure.If I were straight, I'd probably like this too.

"Don't you bring your mobile phone, and don't you have your landline?" For the first time, He Jinpeng asked the bottom line, and he acted like a man questioning his other partner, why bother to act so intensely?

I sighed inwardly.

"Does Mr. He have any orders?" My voice was flat and respectful, and there was nothing rude about it.It's just that the other party became more and more unhappy when he heard it, and his sharp eyes widened even further, and he stared at me fiercely, looking extremely angry but helpless, as if he was being bullied by me.

I pursed my lips, and my heart softened, with an imperceptible helplessness, "Is this beautiful lady Mr. He's... friend?"

I don't even want to know the answer to such a question.

So, what am I asking for?

Masochistic?