Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

Wrapped herself into a worm and rolled around several times, she couldn't think of a way, so she could only open the call interface on her stomach and input the number of Zhongtian Shantouhuo one by one.

What should I say when I get connected... It doesn't feel easy to open my mouth.

"Hello, I accidentally slept with PortMafia's second in command but I don't want to be responsible, what should I do?" This kind of shameless question will definitely lead to a storm of accountability. PortMafia is also a human being, even a normal employee of an ordinary club. Not only does her unscrupulous boss not give holidays or raise wages, but she also gives people to other people and doesn't want to be responsible...

This, this is definitely the rhythm of being on the front page of social news... Can PortMafia really afford to lose this person?

While Dr. Naobusen was complaining to the media while pinching a small handkerchief with a big belly, she wriggled around and continued to press the number—in any case, it was better to discuss it with someone than to scare herself.

Seeing that a long string of numbers was about to be pressed and the call button was about to be pressed, there was a laughing voice from the door behind her: "Boss, what are you doing?" She almost grabbed the phone and threw it out. He hurriedly picked up the quilt to cover himself and the phone: "No, nothing, I'm starving to death, what's for breakfast hahahahahahahahahaha..."

call!Almost exposed!

If this guy finds out that he is an undercover agent sent by the Supernatural Secret Service, he will be dead, in every sense of the word!

"I brought sandwiches and warm milk, please change your clothes for dinner, I have accumulated documents for several days, and they are still waiting for you in the office." Standard polo coat and red scarf.

"I'll step back first, see you later." He let go of his hand, bowed slightly and retreated to the door before turning around. The crisp knocking sound of the door lock shrapnel reminded her that it was getting late.

It took Rimbaud 5 minutes to digest the feeling of suffocation under the threat of Dr. Sen's workload, lifted the quilt, got out of bed and stretched, then walked into the bathroom and turned on the water valve to clean himself up.

An hour later, the leader appeared in the office yawning, and the desk was full of documents, almost crying at her: "Why are there so many!?"

"40.00% is about port business, 20.00% is about dealings with other organizations, and 20.00% is information sent by Mr. Hongye, and the last 20.00% is about miscellaneous matters..." He spread his hands and explained happily : "Although it is a trivial matter, it can only be performed by you nodding."

"..." Sure enough, she was still planning to defect!

Dr. Sen raised his wrist to look at the time and urged ruthlessly: "If you start working hard from now on, maybe you can rest before midnight today."

Miss Leader took a random file and opened it, and with a pitiful wail, she finished her daily routine, pointing to the pile of letters that needed to be answered, and said: "Go over there and read them to me one by one, as for the reply." …I said you can write it down and ask the clerk to type it out, and then take it out and sign it for me, it will be faster.”

In order to get off work early, I worked hard!

Before lunch, Edogawa ran around to see her handing in the report. The squint-eyed boy threw away two or three pages of paper and took out a glass marble from his pocket to show her: "Ha! Isn't it pretty? Take it out!"

She glanced up in the space where she was flying like a brush: "Hmm! The color is beautiful, and I will ask someone to match it with a wooden hammer. When I see something like this, I will leave it to you."

"Okay!" He happily showed off his new collection, his eyes wandered back and forth between Dr. Sen and her a few times, he pursed his lips, pulled off the newly equipped rimless decorative glasses, snorted and ran away.

Everyone ran away for a long time before the words "Hate!!!" came from afar.

"Children's heart." The doctor mocked lightly, and continued to read the next letter: "Next week, the leader of the Takase Society will be 65 years old, and I invite you to a banquet." Enveloped by the light of social animals, the leader swallowed his saliva and did not dare to make mistakes: "Put it in the notepad and remind me one day in advance. You go to the ancestor's collection room to see if there is any suitable congratulatory gift. I hope Dazai didn't take it all out there. If there is no one, let Guangjin go out and buy any gift box. Well, I haven't asked them for the account of the sniper/shooter before, so don't give the old guy too much face."

"Yes. Then next..."

In addition to meals and necessary activities, she sat firmly in the chief's office all day long, and just wanted to ask the people who came back about "the warehouse by the river that always loses things", the doctor smiled and said that he would do it The content of the good letter was handed over to the clerk to print out according to the format, and she was not given any chance to continue the topic and leave.

"Eh?"

What are you doing?I haven't asked you yet, you can't even do the ceremony, so you retreated one by one?

Half an hour later, Dazai, who had slept all day and finished charging, slipped into the office and leaned against the desk to act coquettishly at her: "I can help you read the documents, and I can also help you stamp the seal."

"I just have one question. Is there anything else besides smuggled alcohol in the warehouse next to the sheep? If not, move all the alcohol away and ask if there is any education group that wants to rent that land."

Damn, I can't cure you bastards. Believe it or not, I will ask someone to set up a cram school. Anyone who breaks in and steals will stay and write papers and copy books. No one is allowed to leave if they can't finish!

This kind of childish and cunning method can hardly be called revenge, Dazai narrowed his eyes: "There should be no education group who would dare to come to PortMafia's site to rent land, but we can open such a business ourselves."

Education makes money, and you can also enjoy the policy of tax reduction and exemption, even if you don’t make money, it doesn’t matter. Having such a business office can save you a little effort in laundering/money.

Thinking about being able to justifiably find fault with a certain orange-haired kitten, he immediately applied for the task with unprecedented enthusiasm.She tilted her head suspiciously and looked him up and down a few times, but she didn't see anything suspicious and finally nodded: "Well, how much money and manpower do you need to ask Oda, and report to me for permission and other things, here you go A year."

"Leave it to me, don't worry~" He bounced and ran out with his clothes tossed, his eagerness to wait could be seen clearly without his eyes.

Is this going to school?

She raised the pen to scratch in her hair, lowered her head and continued to struggle in the sea of ​​documents.

The last document was painted gaudyly, signed and sent back for redoing. The lady leader lay faceless on the desk and was dying: "I'm about to die..."

Whether it was wandering around the streets and alleys as a teenager, or later intensive training in the military camp, or working in the Paris Commune, until he entered the European Espionage Agency, the workload of the previous 20 and [-] years could not keep up with the leader of PortMafia half a year.You smugglers are too ruthless and inhuman, how can you force a Frenchman to work so conscientiously?

Our breed was born to strike!

If it was different, she would definitely run away as soon as she took off her coat, but now... Well, last night, she was so confused that she couldn't resist the temptation to put the doctor to sleep. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was a trap.Just... just be honest for a few days, and wait for the limelight.

If he really doesn't care about this matter...then just pretend that nothing happened!Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, that's really great!

When Dr. Sen showed up with snacks for supper, what he saw was the leader pressing his face on the desk, his upper body spread out like a salted fish in a lazy posture, and his two outstretched hands knocking happy words on the table. syllable.

"Are you in a better mood?" He looked at the knocking hands with a smile because of his sudden sound, like a hamster who was ruthlessly snatched peanuts.

A large piece of seaweed-like hair moved, and the lady leader slowly withdrew her hand, pushed the edge of the table to make herself sit up again, looked sideways and forced a cough: "Why didn't you knock on the door?"

"Actually, BOSS, I've been knocking for 5 minutes. If you don't come in to confirm your safety, I'm afraid the four guards will commit seppuku." He walked into the desk with a light smile, and placed a pink saucer in the shape of cherry blossoms. A few butter cookies, just a few bites, are suitable for people who work late at night to fill their stomachs before going to bed.

Dr. Sen put the plate on the table, and after a light "click" sound, he bent over and approached. The man's slightly alluring appearance contrasted with the radiant purple eyes, which reflected different depths and shades as his gaze moved. Hue: "What are you... doing?"

Although a little guilty, but how can you be cowardly at this time!

She tilted her head slightly in his direction, and her voice was slightly hoarse with a shallow laugh: "Didn't you see, I'm working."

The bright brown eyes with a melancholic temperament reflected his appearance at this moment, and his anxious and irritable heart immediately calmed down.Yes, just look at me and let me have your eyes and your heart to yourself.

He lowered his eyelids and blinked slowly, the purple was a little more steamy: "Don't turn on the light?"

She raised her eyebrows and turned her body sideways, closing her red and soft lips to end his banter. After a taste, she leaned back on the chair with a lazy smile: "Shut up, is it enough?"

It's just that if you shut up and keep silent at this moment, the price is enough.He stood up straight out of her breathing range and knocked on the desk: "Then change the topic, should you take a rest?"

"Can you take a vacation tomorrow?" She stretched out her arms and stretched out a graceful waistline. The long skirt that fitted her waistline completely exposed her feminine side.

It's a pity that Dr. Sen is a ruthless social animal at this time: "Let me remind you, you just finished your vacation last night."

As soon as last night was mentioned, Miss Rimbaud unconsciously froze for a moment, and quickly lowered her arms and sat down in a less formal manner: "Ah, um, yes. I'm going to rest, doctor, you should also go to bed early, good night!"

A face that is completely exhausted and does not want to admit it.

Dr. Sen was almost annoyed by her: "Can I think you are expressing your dissatisfaction with my performance last night?"

Another person, Ms. Rimbaud, can push him on the desk to give him a chance to "behave" again, but facing this doctor... It's like spending a lot of time outside and accidentally bringing up an illegitimate child and going home to face his wife's begging. It's as heartbreaking as forgiveness...

and many more!

At this moment, Miss Leader finally understands where the awkwardness has been all day long—Doctor, what script are you holding in your hand, please show me?

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

from PortMafia

small black mud

Dimensionality reduction

Children

Be careful

Dr. Sen today

what script did you take

we are still

不知道感谢在2020-03-2409:00:00~2020-03-2510:25:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Yokohama No. 20 Diva Conservation Association, (*^ω^*) 10 bottles; Ligui 5 bottles; Blue Tea [-] bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!