Genshin Impact: Teyvat Travel Guide

Chapter 125 It is better to rely on oneself than to pray to God or worship Buddha.

However, Navya discovered that although Dadalia had good intentions, in a sense, she was even busier.

The reason is that Dadalia...

He is a fighting maniac.

Once he gets into a fight, there will be a lot of trouble quickly, because he doesn't care about the life or death of the building at all.

Navya hasn't slept well for a long time since she started dealing with Dadalia's affairs.

It’s not that Dadalia can squeeze and beat workers as much as the second seat. On the contrary, Dadalia not only doesn’t know how to do it, but also embarrassingly promises when Nafuya casts resentful eyes on him: “I’m sorry. Sorry, I will pay attention next time."

Nafuya admitted that her boss was indeed born with a good skin.

Everyone is a visual creature, and she is not immune to this.

So every time Dadalia said she would be careful next time and asked Navya not to be angry, Navya always believed her.

Then once again I discovered that this guy never changed.

Because once he gets involved, he won’t have any scruples at all! ! !

She hates it so much, she really hates it.

Although Dadalia would always let her rest first and deal with the remaining work the next day, this was much better than the stupid Erxi who would rather contribute imported coffee beans to let her work.

But every day when I open my eyes and see a mountain of official work on my desk, even a god would go crazy...

Help! ! ! What kind of evil did Nafuya do?

After a period of time, Nafuya finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She asked Dadalia sincerely: "Why on earth are you paying so much attention to me?"

Dadalia was stunned for a moment, "You mean..."

Nafuya faintly uttered two words: "Official business."

Dadalia suddenly realized: "You are talking about this." He looked at her as if he was embarrassed and asked: "Are you sure you want to know?"

Nafuya's face condensed: "Is there something hidden?"

Dadalia's blue eyes were like the quiet seabed. He looked at Nafuya and said seriously: "That's not true. In fact, it's just because it's more comfortable to be with you."

"...This, what kind of reason is this?"

Nafuya tried to think, Nafuya failed to think.

"Well... how should I put it?" Dadalia pondered for a moment, "If I have to explain it, it's probably because you give people the impression... that you are like a group of sinister people with twisted minds. A lamb?"

Nafuya:? ? ?

Before she could think of a result, someone came outside the door: "My lord, everything is ready."

Dadalia picked up the document next to her and quickly put it into Nafuya's arms. He turned around and waved his hand in a chic and confident manner: "Okay, it's time for me to go. Nafuya, see you later!"

Well, he is very good, very energetic, and he looks like a sunny and cheerful boy, which is far different from her Nafuya's social animal aura.

But...are we actually going on a mission again?

This doesn't make her happy at all.

She was crying in her heart, but on her face she pretended to be happy to see off her boss, King Juan, and smiled very reluctantly: "See you next time."

See you, see your mother.

Dadalia, your spirit makes your boss ecstatic and your colleagues in tears.

But one thing said, Navya also felt that she was much more comfortable getting along with Dadalia than with other executives.

According to his personality, she felt that Dadalia was like a husky that had blended into a pack of wolves...well...it was the kind that was not suitable for twisting and turning at all.

Nafuya would occasionally suspect that maybe his brain was made of muscles, so his mind was full of fighting.

But it’s not all without its benefits…

After all, she is the adjutant of the executive officer, and she has come into contact with so many executive officers. Compared with others, although she is responsible for a lot of work in Dadalia, at least she is happy to get along with them.

But based on her workplace observations, Dadalia didn't seem to get along well with other executives.

But it doesn’t matter.

How could Fuya, a working-class worker, take care of her boss's affairs?

In the workplace, there should be less unnecessary curiosity. Although the gossip boss is very happy, it also depends on where it is.

In my previous life, I was a civil servant in the national affairs department. I had the most stable job and my boss couldn't openly fire you even if I just said a few words to him.

Although private companies have to be wary of being put on the back foot or fired for offending their bosses, they are still alive.

This is where? This is the winter country!

The workplace in Zhidong is extremely hot, and it is not even illegal for an executive to kill someone.

When the second seat picked people up on the roadside to be used as test subjects, the ninth seat, as a colleague, would only laugh at her, but she, the test subject who almost died on the experimental table, did not get any sympathy.

Nafuya will really thank you.

In the few days that she had just traveled through time, when Nafuya fell in a corner in the winter with the fire-type Eye of God, she suddenly realized——

Ah, so the little match girl is actually a documentary?

In the dim light of the God's Eye, she felt that her middle-aged, bald and sinister capitalist boss had become much more amiable and amiable.

So, why do people pray to gods and worship Buddha? Is that because of feudal superstition? No! That's because we are desperate!

Just like when the final exam is approaching, college students who really can't finish a book in one night will give fruits, snacks and other tributes to Confucius at school. Nafuya mentally remembers the Eastern God and Western God in her previous life, as well as the God in this life. All the local gods were worshiped.

In this turbulent workplace, she really wants to escape! ! !

However, the vast snowfields in winter could instantly drench her fiery heart.

In the end, she couldn't think of anything, and she even worshiped Yog-Sothoth.

——Please, Lord Yog, if you can let me go home at the price of sacrificing two seats, even if you are the evil god, I will always be your most loyal believer!

But the situation is that it is better to rely on oneself than to pray to God or Buddha.

After begging for so long, there was nothing left except this Eye of God which meant that God might have really looked at her.

She is still the same social creature who has no money, is hard-working, and wants to be exploited.

As Lord Rooster said, people with the Eye of God are indeed more durable than ordinary people.

Although she has a lot of minor physical problems, it doesn't matter because no one cares.

Nafuya quickly recognized the reality and quickly had an ultimate dream——

Make money, buy a house, retire, and enjoy life.

The good thing is that being an executive adjutant at least includes food and accommodation.

But the salary is not high.

I recall that in the first month after receiving my salary, Nafuya naively asked her colleagues: "Are our salaries paid twice a month?"

Otherwise, why would it be so small?

The colleague looked at her in surprise: "Why do you think so?"

"So...this is one month's salary?"

Colleague: "Isn't that enough? Our goal is to fight for the Queen! The rest of the money will be used to support the army."

A colleague even winked at her and said, "As the owner of the Eye of God, you should understand better than us, right?"

Navya: No! I do not understand!

But she could only nod with tears in her eyes: "Yes, I understand."

Damn it, I really want to run away on a business trip at public expense.

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