"PortMafia" is a "alternative name" for a large-scale comprehensive club that relies on ports to develop. In the enterprise registration list, the name of the person is "Sen Club", except for the traditional business of shipping, security, logistics, demolition (?) It also includes emerging industries such as community management, medical support, vocational education, legal aid, etc...
I said so much to let everyone understand that PortMafia now has its own hospital. First, it took less than 10 minutes for the gentleman to be sent to the ICU from fainting, and then he woke up on his own in No.205 minutes.
"I'm fine! Let me go!" Even if it's the leader, even if the leader himself is a doctor, the reaction at this moment is not too far from the stupid king who was drawn out to criticize in any history book.The surrounding doctors and nurses were not willing to let him go, so the colleagues knew how to deal with them. After a checkup, it was found that Mr. Sen was in good health, and he regained his freedom and fled with his coat and scarf.
Reaching out to stop an unlucky taxi, he happily sat in the back seat and said to the driver, "Please drive to the downstairs of Mori Club, this address."
He reported the house number, and the driver drove away without thinking too much, and chatted with the passenger on the way: "Are you going to the beach? Seeing you are in such a hurry, what's the hurry?"
"Ah, it's a very happy and urgent matter. My wife seems to have good news to tell me, ah ha ha ha!" Mr. Sen scratched the back of his head, he looked a few years younger, full of "I'm going to be a father "'s silly breath.The taxi driver was also happy for the guests, as if the good luck of the guests could also be transmitted to him, he laughed a few times: "Ah, ah, that's really congratulations. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer children, and those of us who are older It's hard to hear the children's laughter, unlike before, it's a strange thing that there are no seven or eight children!"
So the two middle-aged men got together and chatted about the past. After chatting for 10 minutes, the driver felt that the scenery on the side of the road was a bit wrong: "This direction...is it right?"
His guest nodded with a smile: "That's right, that's right, drive all the way to the front of the five black buildings in front, thank you."
Taxi driver: "..." This area has indeed become a landmark of Yokohama, but no one is full for a day trip to PortMafia, right?It's easy to swim in, but it's more difficult to swim out...
"I work there. Oh, it's really hard to do any job these days. But it's okay if you have a job. I'm afraid I won't work hard enough!" Mr. Sen said, which once again aroused the driver's sympathy: "That's right! It's getting harder and harder to support a family. In the past, only one person had to work, and the wife took care of the children at home and ran the housework. Now even the housewives have to find other temporary jobs. It's really hard!"
The two middle-aged men chatted "yes, yes" for a while about their wives' jobs.
Sure enough, the taxi driver drove the car all the way to the lobby of the black building, and there was no scary scene as he had imagined before.Instead, the gatekeepers trotted all the way, perhaps to ask for their identities.
The guard who ran over stood outside the car, glanced inward and quickly bowed, and stretched out his hand to open the car door at this angle. The other few who didn't get the good job of opening the door bowed their heads and saluted: "BOSS! You are back, thank you!"
taxi driver:"……"
No, you haven't paid your fare yet!
Fortunately, PortMafia was not so shabby that he didn’t pay for the car. After getting off the car, Mr. Mori drew a [-] note and gave it to him: “Please forget about today’s incident. I don’t think you want to see me again, right?”
taxi driver:"……"
This is a threat?This is a threat!
I can only nod wildly.
Back in the office on the top floor, Professor Rimbaud still hadn't woken up, and his cheeks were flushed as he was sleeping with the corner of the quilt.Mr. Sen walked around her three times to the left and three times to the right, hoping that she would wake up immediately, but he also felt that it would be better to sleep a little longer, and he was quite entangled.
"BOSS?" Not knowing what the leader was doing this morning, Guangjin Liulang sent the invitation letter he just received to the leader's desk: "Mr. Baudelaire's deacon just sent this..."
Theoretically, an invitation letter is not required for your family to attend a reception held by your family.Mr. Mori finished the "Turn Around His Madam" campaign, picked up the invitation letter and opened it... Well, my father-in-law still really hates me.Only Mori Ogai's name was written on the invitation letter, with the title of "Chairman of Mori Club", purely treating him as an outsider who had to hold his nose to invite.
——I can't kill you with a single shot, but I won't delay disgusting you!That's probably what it means.
who cares.
Mr. Mori, whose thick skin has hit a new high, doesn't care at all. At worst, he will follow his wife to lift her skirt, and others will not be able to line up if they want to.
It is impossible and unreasonable not to enter the social circle when the leader of the French opposition party is visiting. At least this reception must be held in order not to surprise the parliament.What's more, for Baudelaire, this behavior was a surprise - he adopted many children, some of them grew up and drifted away from each other, and some were unlucky and did not live to the age of marriage and childbirth. Rimbaud was the first adopted daughter who could call him a grandfather.Of course, the old man is willing to show off his daughter, um, let alone the son-in-law, it's disgusting to think about it!
"I'll leave the security to you, and directly connect with Mr. Deacon. Ah, I remembered, that Imai, how is it now?" He pressed the invitation letter on the table and looked at Guangjin Liulang, who bowed slightly: "Although he is still a little naive. , at least I can take a look at it. But it still needs more experience.”
"Don't worry, he has the opportunity to practice. The most important thing PortMafia lacks is the opportunity to practice." Mori Ogai wrote Zhang Tiaoling: "This is for you in advance. Congratulations on bringing out an excellent member."
It's an order about the movement of casino personnel.There is no date indicated, which means that this is a foreshadowing of preparations for a certain time in the future.
"Father-in-law is still in Yokohama, it's not good to cause trouble to embarrass PortMafia in front of the whole world, and we will start this matter after sending him back to China." He ordered the matter in a down-to-earth manner, Guangjin Liulang nodded Order to back out.
After his subordinates left, Mr. Sen turned on the computer and poked the keyboard with one finger to study the recipes——the research on how to kill the previous leaders was not as rigorous and serious as it is now.
One picture after another is described in the appendix text. It looks quite cute under the filter, and the brain keeps nodding: I can, I can.
He looked down at his hands, um, I can't, just change to the next page.
Grandpa on the subway looks at his phone.jpg
When Rimbaud fell asleep and woke up naturally, he didn't find a menu that he could easily control. Suddenly, a lock of long hair hung down his back: "I want to eat egg dishes, no oil, neither vegetable oil nor animal oil."
"Ahhhhhh!" He trembled and almost threw the laptop out, then quickly shut up and turned around pretending to be pitiful: "I'm scared to death!"
"Are you so timid?" She snorted, pointing to a certain picture: "Just this one, it looks delicious, I wish you an early self-study."
It was a picture of a very cutely decorated, pale yellow semi-solid lying in a light blue bowl, sort of like a pudding... and the material was indeed eggs.
This appears to be the test of the next few days.
He clicked on the webpage to save, took a screenshot of the picture for backup, and carefully put the recipe into a folder for archiving: "Mr. Deacon sent an invitation letter, can Madam be physically strong?"
Rimbaud also opened the invitation letter, shook his head and laughed, threw it on the table and found a chair to sit in: "What can't you support? You can eat and sleep, and you should gain weight soon."
"It's okay to be fat, it's good to be fat, very good." His expression was stupid, hesitant to speak, hesitant, he looked like he was only carrying a conch shell, wondering if he should change it Big "house" of hermit crabs.
Rimbaud's body shape is still far from "fat", and his weight is just... EMMMMM, I don't like to hear this cute adjective.The 30-year-old lady who had seen the gate was in an extremely bad mood for an instant, and she turned her head and left without saying a word.
Mr. Sen immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. Years of coaxing Alice made him think of the simplest solution: "Would you like a piece of cake?"
Miss Professor stopped her steps, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Yes, eat!"
So cute.
Rimbaud started to feel bored after eating the cake, he didn't have to play games, read books, let alone go for a walk, he just wanted to melt into a cake in the sun lazily.
Mori Ogai didn't dare to let her sleep anymore, the question that had been circling in his mind finally couldn't help asking at this moment: "Madam, that, that..."
Rimbaud, who was drowsy but couldn't sleep because of the noise, barely raised his head: "Do you want to ask about the child?"
He choked for a moment, and nodded pitifully—this kind of situation does exist in biochemical tests. There are always some women with special constitutions who are probably halfway through their pregnancy and still wonder why they only have a fat belly. Menstrual period bleeding still occurs at 32 weeks of pregnancy... Even the doctor can't explain it.
Well, I'm majoring in microbiology and clinical studies, and I really don't know much about gynecology. It's understandable if I don't know.
Dr. Sen, who should be good at medicine but always has medical accidents, can only comfort himself in this way.
She yawned: "I thought it was impossible at first. After all, smoking and drinking are not taboo, and I have been running around all year round. The army, the battlefield, and exile are all the same. The possibility is too low. .But... you're right, mother will notice some special changes in the dark. I can't say it, but...you understand?"
I do not understand!I was fooling you before!
He suddenly realized that his wife might have been lied to by him.
The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter
once
told a lie
will eventually
come back again
Who is lame?
This part of the plot can be summed up as "Mr. Mori's self-inflicted punishment".Think beautifully!
女性妊娠期奇妙到你不知道会遇见什么特例里的特例，我就是那种都四个月了还在纳闷为什么人只胖肚子的奇葩，去产检的时候遇到个小姐姐六个月了试纸测不出来肚子还平平的然而B超里确实能看到小朋友……搞什么？感谢在2020-03-1508:06:25~2020-03-1610:22:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：津莫安90瓶；雪灵40瓶；Ikkehar30瓶；(*^ω^*)20瓶；忧郁de伞菇、朱比亚の格雷、saber10瓶；灬音韵灬5瓶；桑陌离3瓶；默年2瓶；金鱼不吃鱼、23350886、和光1瓶；
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
I said so much to let everyone understand that PortMafia now has its own hospital. First, it took less than 10 minutes for the gentleman to be sent to the ICU from fainting, and then he woke up on his own in No.205 minutes.
"I'm fine! Let me go!" Even if it's the leader, even if the leader himself is a doctor, the reaction at this moment is not too far from the stupid king who was drawn out to criticize in any history book.The surrounding doctors and nurses were not willing to let him go, so the colleagues knew how to deal with them. After a checkup, it was found that Mr. Sen was in good health, and he regained his freedom and fled with his coat and scarf.
Reaching out to stop an unlucky taxi, he happily sat in the back seat and said to the driver, "Please drive to the downstairs of Mori Club, this address."
He reported the house number, and the driver drove away without thinking too much, and chatted with the passenger on the way: "Are you going to the beach? Seeing you are in such a hurry, what's the hurry?"
"Ah, it's a very happy and urgent matter. My wife seems to have good news to tell me, ah ha ha ha!" Mr. Sen scratched the back of his head, he looked a few years younger, full of "I'm going to be a father "'s silly breath.The taxi driver was also happy for the guests, as if the good luck of the guests could also be transmitted to him, he laughed a few times: "Ah, ah, that's really congratulations. Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer children, and those of us who are older It's hard to hear the children's laughter, unlike before, it's a strange thing that there are no seven or eight children!"
So the two middle-aged men got together and chatted about the past. After chatting for 10 minutes, the driver felt that the scenery on the side of the road was a bit wrong: "This direction...is it right?"
His guest nodded with a smile: "That's right, that's right, drive all the way to the front of the five black buildings in front, thank you."
Taxi driver: "..." This area has indeed become a landmark of Yokohama, but no one is full for a day trip to PortMafia, right?It's easy to swim in, but it's more difficult to swim out...
"I work there. Oh, it's really hard to do any job these days. But it's okay if you have a job. I'm afraid I won't work hard enough!" Mr. Sen said, which once again aroused the driver's sympathy: "That's right! It's getting harder and harder to support a family. In the past, only one person had to work, and the wife took care of the children at home and ran the housework. Now even the housewives have to find other temporary jobs. It's really hard!"
The two middle-aged men chatted "yes, yes" for a while about their wives' jobs.
Sure enough, the taxi driver drove the car all the way to the lobby of the black building, and there was no scary scene as he had imagined before.Instead, the gatekeepers trotted all the way, perhaps to ask for their identities.
The guard who ran over stood outside the car, glanced inward and quickly bowed, and stretched out his hand to open the car door at this angle. The other few who didn't get the good job of opening the door bowed their heads and saluted: "BOSS! You are back, thank you!"
taxi driver:"……"
No, you haven't paid your fare yet!
Fortunately, PortMafia was not so shabby that he didn’t pay for the car. After getting off the car, Mr. Mori drew a [-] note and gave it to him: “Please forget about today’s incident. I don’t think you want to see me again, right?”
taxi driver:"……"
This is a threat?This is a threat!
I can only nod wildly.
Back in the office on the top floor, Professor Rimbaud still hadn't woken up, and his cheeks were flushed as he was sleeping with the corner of the quilt.Mr. Sen walked around her three times to the left and three times to the right, hoping that she would wake up immediately, but he also felt that it would be better to sleep a little longer, and he was quite entangled.
"BOSS?" Not knowing what the leader was doing this morning, Guangjin Liulang sent the invitation letter he just received to the leader's desk: "Mr. Baudelaire's deacon just sent this..."
Theoretically, an invitation letter is not required for your family to attend a reception held by your family.Mr. Mori finished the "Turn Around His Madam" campaign, picked up the invitation letter and opened it... Well, my father-in-law still really hates me.Only Mori Ogai's name was written on the invitation letter, with the title of "Chairman of Mori Club", purely treating him as an outsider who had to hold his nose to invite.
——I can't kill you with a single shot, but I won't delay disgusting you!That's probably what it means.
who cares.
Mr. Mori, whose thick skin has hit a new high, doesn't care at all. At worst, he will follow his wife to lift her skirt, and others will not be able to line up if they want to.
It is impossible and unreasonable not to enter the social circle when the leader of the French opposition party is visiting. At least this reception must be held in order not to surprise the parliament.What's more, for Baudelaire, this behavior was a surprise - he adopted many children, some of them grew up and drifted away from each other, and some were unlucky and did not live to the age of marriage and childbirth. Rimbaud was the first adopted daughter who could call him a grandfather.Of course, the old man is willing to show off his daughter, um, let alone the son-in-law, it's disgusting to think about it!
"I'll leave the security to you, and directly connect with Mr. Deacon. Ah, I remembered, that Imai, how is it now?" He pressed the invitation letter on the table and looked at Guangjin Liulang, who bowed slightly: "Although he is still a little naive. , at least I can take a look at it. But it still needs more experience.”
"Don't worry, he has the opportunity to practice. The most important thing PortMafia lacks is the opportunity to practice." Mori Ogai wrote Zhang Tiaoling: "This is for you in advance. Congratulations on bringing out an excellent member."
It's an order about the movement of casino personnel.There is no date indicated, which means that this is a foreshadowing of preparations for a certain time in the future.
"Father-in-law is still in Yokohama, it's not good to cause trouble to embarrass PortMafia in front of the whole world, and we will start this matter after sending him back to China." He ordered the matter in a down-to-earth manner, Guangjin Liulang nodded Order to back out.
After his subordinates left, Mr. Sen turned on the computer and poked the keyboard with one finger to study the recipes——the research on how to kill the previous leaders was not as rigorous and serious as it is now.
One picture after another is described in the appendix text. It looks quite cute under the filter, and the brain keeps nodding: I can, I can.
He looked down at his hands, um, I can't, just change to the next page.
Grandpa on the subway looks at his phone.jpg
When Rimbaud fell asleep and woke up naturally, he didn't find a menu that he could easily control. Suddenly, a lock of long hair hung down his back: "I want to eat egg dishes, no oil, neither vegetable oil nor animal oil."
"Ahhhhhh!" He trembled and almost threw the laptop out, then quickly shut up and turned around pretending to be pitiful: "I'm scared to death!"
"Are you so timid?" She snorted, pointing to a certain picture: "Just this one, it looks delicious, I wish you an early self-study."
It was a picture of a very cutely decorated, pale yellow semi-solid lying in a light blue bowl, sort of like a pudding... and the material was indeed eggs.
This appears to be the test of the next few days.
He clicked on the webpage to save, took a screenshot of the picture for backup, and carefully put the recipe into a folder for archiving: "Mr. Deacon sent an invitation letter, can Madam be physically strong?"
Rimbaud also opened the invitation letter, shook his head and laughed, threw it on the table and found a chair to sit in: "What can't you support? You can eat and sleep, and you should gain weight soon."
"It's okay to be fat, it's good to be fat, very good." His expression was stupid, hesitant to speak, hesitant, he looked like he was only carrying a conch shell, wondering if he should change it Big "house" of hermit crabs.
Rimbaud's body shape is still far from "fat", and his weight is just... EMMMMM, I don't like to hear this cute adjective.The 30-year-old lady who had seen the gate was in an extremely bad mood for an instant, and she turned her head and left without saying a word.
Mr. Sen immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. Years of coaxing Alice made him think of the simplest solution: "Would you like a piece of cake?"
Miss Professor stopped her steps, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Yes, eat!"
So cute.
Rimbaud started to feel bored after eating the cake, he didn't have to play games, read books, let alone go for a walk, he just wanted to melt into a cake in the sun lazily.
Mori Ogai didn't dare to let her sleep anymore, the question that had been circling in his mind finally couldn't help asking at this moment: "Madam, that, that..."
Rimbaud, who was drowsy but couldn't sleep because of the noise, barely raised his head: "Do you want to ask about the child?"
He choked for a moment, and nodded pitifully—this kind of situation does exist in biochemical tests. There are always some women with special constitutions who are probably halfway through their pregnancy and still wonder why they only have a fat belly. Menstrual period bleeding still occurs at 32 weeks of pregnancy... Even the doctor can't explain it.
Well, I'm majoring in microbiology and clinical studies, and I really don't know much about gynecology. It's understandable if I don't know.
Dr. Sen, who should be good at medicine but always has medical accidents, can only comfort himself in this way.
She yawned: "I thought it was impossible at first. After all, smoking and drinking are not taboo, and I have been running around all year round. The army, the battlefield, and exile are all the same. The possibility is too low. .But... you're right, mother will notice some special changes in the dark. I can't say it, but...you understand?"
I do not understand!I was fooling you before!
He suddenly realized that his wife might have been lied to by him.
The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter
once
told a lie
will eventually
come back again
Who is lame?
This part of the plot can be summed up as "Mr. Mori's self-inflicted punishment".Think beautifully!
女性妊娠期奇妙到你不知道会遇见什么特例里的特例，我就是那种都四个月了还在纳闷为什么人只胖肚子的奇葩，去产检的时候遇到个小姐姐六个月了试纸测不出来肚子还平平的然而B超里确实能看到小朋友……搞什么？感谢在2020-03-1508:06:25~2020-03-1610:22:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：津莫安90瓶；雪灵40瓶；Ikkehar30瓶；(*^ω^*)20瓶；忧郁de伞菇、朱比亚の格雷、saber10瓶；灬音韵灬5瓶；桑陌离3瓶；默年2瓶；金鱼不吃鱼、23350886、和光1瓶；
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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