Attack him as paranoid

"Hmm..." Jiang Zinan frowned, opened his eyelids with difficulty, and the sunlight from the window sill was dazzling.

"Here" Looking around, Jiang Zinan found himself in his office. Outside the glass window, looking down from a 62-story building, the underground pedestrians are like ants, and the streets are full of traffic. It looks very noisy, but his place is eerily quiet .

Jingle Bell------

The president's private phone on the desk rang suddenly at this moment.Jiang Zinan was stunned for a moment, the phone was cut off, and it rang again persistently.Jiang Zinan reached out to pick it up, and replied breathlessly: "Hello?"

"Jiang Zinan, black coffee." Shang Chiqian's calm voice came from the other end, ordering as usual.

"Okay, wait a minute." Hanging up the phone, Jiang Zinan went somewhere to make coffee, the black coffee beans were ground into powder, poured into steaming water to melt the pile of black powder, and then his own face appeared in the cup The face in ecstasy reflected the last memory fragments before waking up. The magnified face in front of his eyes was clear and elegant, with an indescribable smell. It was so clean that he could smell the faint fragrance of laundry detergent on the other party's body, as well as the disinfection in the corridor. water taste.

tell me what did you see

No... he didn't see anything.

tell me what did you hear

No... he didn't hear anything, if he ignored the harsh, disgusting laughter.

tell me what do you feel

What did he... feel?

"Ah! Hiss ---" His finger was scalded by boiling water, Jiang Zinan suddenly came back to his senses, the smell of laundry detergent mixed with disinfectant on the tip of his nose was dominated by the strong smell of coffee.

"Oops!" Shang Chiqian has very high requirements for coffee, and there will be too much water, so I'm afraid I have to make another cup.

"never mind."

The boss's cold and steady voice came from behind him, Jiang Zinan's hand froze when he was about to grind coffee beans, he turned his head to look at Shang Chiqian who was leaning against the door frame, and smiled awkwardly.

Shang Chiqian stood up straight and walked in, "You're not in good condition, I'll give you a few days off to go back and rest." Taking the bag in Jiang Zinan's hand, he ground the coffee by himself, blending it according to the ratio with incomparable precision, and the action was done in one go.

"No, thank you, Mr. Shang." Jiang Zinan stepped back to make room, and replied cautiously.

Shang Chiqian squinted his eyes and landed on the face of the man who was half a head shorter than himself with low eyebrows at the moment, the bottom of his eyes was dark, all the emotions were perfectly sealed behind his pupils, and his face was indifferent.

"It's up to you." After saying this, Shang Chiqian walked towards the office, pouting his coffee.Jiang Zinan stayed where he was, looking at the handsome back of his own president, with indescribable doubts in his heart, turned his head, and saw the business card on the bar counter, on which was written "Du Tu, psychologist" in regular script.