Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

The secretary who sent the tea immediately took Selina’s teacup away: “Excuse me, what would you like to drink, Miss?”

“Freshly squeezed orange juice.” Charles White raised his eyes and looked at the secretary, “Go to the dim sum store and buy some dim sum, then go to the supermarket and buy some snacks, remember, nothing spicy and stimulating.”

“Yes.” The secretary wrote down what Charles White said, and regretted more in her heart.

She had come to deliver the tea just to see what kind of people President White had brought over, but she had been sent to run errands.

Selina was happy inside, but felt that Charles White really did not know how to take pity on people.

“Your secretaries are so beautiful.”

Selina envied those slim and beautiful women and looked down at her belly, she might become a ball if she ate more.

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“That’s not as pretty as you.”

“Who believes that.” Selina stretched her back and got up to go into the lounge.

She was not stupid, those secretaries were running to Charles White’s office just to look at her, Selina did not want to be looked at like a monkey, so she hid in the lounge.

The lounge is actually a conversion of the office wall into another office, which is no different from the huge bedroom at home, with all kinds of facilities and a shower room and checkroom.

Charles White is really enjoying himself.

Selina rolled on the bed, he felt so bored staying in Charles White’s office, more bored than at home.

But I don’t know why I was so happy and happy.

Because she could see Charles White at any time, there was less nonsense in her mind, and the satisfaction outweighed the boredom.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

Not long after lying in bed, there was a knock on the lounge door and Selina sat up.

“I’m going to a meeting, you finish your work well.”

Work … Where did she get the work?

“Well, got it, you go ahead.”

“Snacks will be sent over later, you remember to eat.” Charles White admonished again.

“Oh.”

This morning down, Selina either playing or sleeping, and now eating …

Shortly after Charles White left, the secretary who ran the errands came back and knocked on the door several times without anyone answering.

Selina heard it and rolled over and got up from the bed to go to the door, but heard the door of the office outside being opened.

“Heh, like a pig, still eating and eating, also deserve to eat what I bought back from the errand!”

The woman threw the pile of snacks on the table, her complaints and curses made Selina’s footsteps …

In the lounge that secretary couldn’t even spot her, but Selina still subconsciously held her breath, trying to erase her presence from this world.

Is she really that fat? Like a pig …

The office door was closed again and that secretary went out. Selina stood at the door of the lounge in panic and helplessness, but the door in front of her did not dare to push it open.

She was afraid to see the secretary’s cross-eyed look …

The room could only hear the sound of car horns coming and going on the road below, and it was terribly quiet.

After a long time, Selina opened the door and pushed it open a little, the office was empty, Charles White’s desk had a large glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, and a large bag of snacks, as well as the classic kraft paper packaging of Chan Kee pastries …

All were snacks she loved, but now there was no appetite at all, full of echoes of the secretary calling her a pig.

The hands trembled badly, and the heart beat wildly because of that one sentence only.