The president bets on chasing me, what should I do? Wait online.

After waking up, Ruan Meizhi was a little dazed.

Of course, this was not the first time he had a erotic dream, but when he had a erotic dream before, the appearance of the person in the erotic dream was mostly blurred, and this was the first time he dreamed of someone he knew in reality.

It would be fine if it was someone else, even Xiao Luoli...but why should it be Ying Hanzhi!The new president of their company!This made him how to look directly at the big boss in the future? !

Ruan Meizhi rubbed her hair and got up from the bed.

At this moment, a terrible idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

...Wait, didn't he accidentally see Ying Hanzhi's dream last night like last time?

Could it be that Ying Hanzhi actually had a dream?

Thinking of this possibility, Ruan Meizhi suddenly felt bad.

If that was Ying Hanzhi's dream, then what does this dream mean?Could it be that the big boss of their company is interested in him?

He froze for a moment, but before he could react, he rolled off the bed, and there was a loud bang in the room.

The big fat cat nestled on the bed meowed and jumped up from the bed.

Ruan Meizhi rubbed her painful face, lying on the cold floor and thinking about life.

He really couldn't understand why Ying Hanzhi was interested in him, he was the president, the big boss, and a winner in life, but he was just a low-level editor... Could it be that he was tired of eating delicacies from mountains and seas, so he wanted to try clear soup? Side dishes?

And considering how few times he and Ying Hanzhi met, he couldn't figure out when Ying Hanzhi became interested in him. It couldn't be love at first sight, could it?

Ruan Meizhi thought for a while, but she couldn't figure it out, so she gave up decisively and continued to think about it.

He got up from the floor, hugged the big fat cat, rubbed its fur, and fed the big fat cat some cat food before leaving the room.

But this time there was no familiar black shadow rushing over, he stared at Xiao Luoli's closed door for a while, then turned and went to work.

As soon as she returned to the company, Ruan Meizhi saw that the girls in the magazine were all listless.

He casually asked, "What's wrong?"

The girl at the opposite table had a look of lovelessness: "I heard that male gods will never go to the dining hall in the future, and will never love again!"

Ruan Meizhi froze for a moment: "How do you know?"

The girl lay listlessly on the table: "Of course I heard from others. I heard that the male god asked his assistant to order a meal at a nearby big hotel at noon yesterday. I guess he will order takeaway from that hotel in the future."

Ruan Meizhi smiled: "Isn't that normal? Isn't it strange that a CEO eats the company canteen every day?"

The girl sighed: "Although I know it intellectually, I still can't accept it emotionally. Usually, there is only such a chance to meet my male god, but now I don't even have such a chance."

As soon as her words fell, the magazine office suddenly burst into sighs.

Ruan Meizhi could only comfort her: "...sorry."

Before noon, the girls were already discussing where to eat at noon on the button group.

In order to meet the male god, they had eaten at the canteen for several days in a row, and they were already tired of eating. Now that they knew that the male god would not go to the dining hall again, of course they would not force themselves to go to the dining hall anymore.

Ruan Meizhi, however, was thinking about the braised pork in the dining hall, so she didn't go out to eat with them.

After arriving at the dining hall, Ruan Meizhi showed off his cuteness again, successfully tricking the auntie into half a spoonful of braised pork, and then sat down contentedly with the plate.

Probably many people have heard the news that Ying Hanzhi will never go to the dining hall again, so today's dining hall is not as full as yesterday's, there are many more vacant seats, compared with yesterday's, it actually looks a bit deserted.

So Ruan Meizhi easily found an empty seat, and then buried herself in eating.

Ruan Meizhi ate for a while, and suddenly noticed a change in the atmosphere.

He looked up and found that it was Ying Hanzhi who had walked into the dining hall.

Now everyone in the company knew Ying Hanzhi, and the atmosphere in the dining hall suddenly changed subtly. The men were fine, but the eyes of the girls lit up, and some even took out their mobile phones immediately.

When Ruan Meizhi looked up, Ying Hanzhi happened to pass by his table.

The two didn't look at each other, but Ruan Meizhi suddenly remembered the dream last night, he froze for a moment, and the chopsticks in his hand fell to the table with a clang.

Ying Hanzhi glanced at Ruan Mei after hearing the sound, with a lazy expression and flat eyes, that calm look was not at all like seeing the object of the dream after having some strange dream.

Ruan Meizhi was stunned again, did he really guess wrong?

Could it be that the dream was not really made by Ying Hanzhi, but by himself?

Could it be that he subconsciously has some unreasonable thoughts about Mr. President?

When he finished his daze and went to pick up the chopsticks, Ying Hanzhi had already passed by.

Facing the delicious braised pork, Ruan Meizhi suddenly couldn't eat anymore.

After he picked and ate the last few pieces of braised pork, he left with the plate.

When he left the dining hall, he looked back subconsciously, but saw Ying Hanzhi sitting on the seat where he had sat before with the plate in his hand, he couldn't help being stunned for a second.

At work in the afternoon, when the girls saw Ruan Meizhi, they screamed.

"Today, the male god actually went to the dining hall again! We missed it again!"

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"I knew we would go to the dining hall with him too! Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"!"

"That's it! From now on, we will accompany you to clean the canteen every day!"

Ruan Meizhi: "..."

After get off work, Ruan Meizhi returned home, but still did not see the familiar black shadow flying out.

When he entered the door, he saw Xiao Luoli giggling at the phone.

He casually asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Luoli raised his head, his eyes sparkled: "My male god is coming to City C to promote a new movie! Come to City C! Come to City C! Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! It's not a dream!"

Ruan Meizhi walked over silently, and punched Xiao Luoli in the chest.

Xiao Luoli immediately yelled: "If I tell you to hit me, you really hit me!"

Ruan Meizhi: "...now you know you're not dreaming?"

Xiao Luoli held his face and looked excited: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm so happy, I want to go downstairs and run around!"

Ruan Meizhi felt that Xiao Luoli would fly if he didn't pour some cold water on him, so she raised her eyebrows: "How is your novel writing?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Luoli became even more excited: "I have successfully broken through the bottleneck period! Inspiration is as unstoppable as diarrhea! I wrote [-] words today!"

Ruan Meizhi: "...Congratulations."

Xiao Luoli held his face together: "I feel that the turning point in my life has finally come!"

After eating, Ruan Meizhi returned to her room and continued to clean up the mountains of magazines and books.

The important books are kept, and the unimportant books are thrown away. He likes to read books since he was a child, and some favorite books will even be kept for more than ten years, so there are even books bought in junior high school in his bookshelf, but those books are getting old After that, he rarely turned over again.

Ruan Meizhi picked up an old and yellowed book, thinking about when he bought it, flipped through it twice casually, and as he was flipping through it, something suddenly fell out of the book.

He froze for a moment, then looked down——

It was a yellowed letter.