I'm such a big son

The annual meeting of PortMafia this year was still held in the office building where the leader was.

Ordinary members are definitely not allowed to enter. Only quasi-cadres and cadres with a leader of a hundred or more, as well as very important partners can participate.The meeting room was decorated to look like a banquet hall, and the golden and red colors complement each other with joy and joy, making people's eyes bright.

The year was indeed one to celebrate.

The organization has obtained a powerful weapon such as a license to open a business with special abilities. Survival is no longer the top priority. As for development... relying on a large international port, are you afraid that you will have nothing to eat?

Even Miss Alice changed into a new extravagant and grand dress, which shows how happy Mr. Sen is.

The leader stood at the main position to welcome the subordinates and guests who brought their family and friends to attend the annual meeting.

Ozaki Koyo, a cadre of the intelligence team, rarely took off her oiran outfit and put on a rather strict "interviewer" who was holding the arms of the people around her. The man standing next to her had a simple and honest face, but he was a bit old.The two paired up and exchanged glances from time to time, and the sour smell of love could waft for miles.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who had just been promoted to the position of cadre recently, also brought a beautiful woman to the annual meeting unexpectedly-a very eye-catching beauty.She was wearing a rather bold evening gown, and she was wearing jewelry that just covered her low neckline. Her good figure was almost visible at a glance. The face of the Central Plains cadre standing next to her was almost green, and she wanted to take off her coat and cover it for her.

Hmm... How should I put it, the look of fearing that someone would take advantage of her is completely unlike what it should be like to bring a female companion to a formal occasion.Moreover, the facial features of this beauty look familiar?

Da Zuo, who was still in the position of cadre of the assassination team, brought his nephew to attend, and the meaning of paving the way for the successor could not be more obvious. Even cadre A, who has been invisible all year round, brought a few subordinates with collars around their necks to stand in the forest. Ou Wai talked loudly in front of him.

Rimbaud and his son walked into the banquet hall and handed over the overcoats to the waiter who stepped forward to salute. As a gift, the next day she bought a dress to match the decorations.Buying clothes is not a big problem, as long as she's happy to vacate Takashimaya--the problem is that the evening dress is too, too unpretentious!

He didn't feel the pleasure of "showing off" at all, he just wanted to beat up all the guys who stared at Rimbaud.

"Ah~ Chuya-kun! Welcome, our youngest cadre, and..."

Sen Ouwai took a pass, and turned to look at A: "I remember that your casino has a private betting market, ah, I think it is very interesting. Some of the betting markets will be opened today and the results will be released, right?"

"Yes, chief."

A flamboyantly bent over, pressing his right hand on his chest: "If you want, you can open the results now."

Mr. Sen smiled meaningfully: "There is no rush, let's raise our glasses to applaud our common cause first."

So all the people attending the annual meeting raised their wine glasses to pay tribute to the building under their feet.

"For the common cause! For PortMafia!"

After all, the annual meeting is not a meeting of the five major cadres, and the atmosphere is more relaxed. Rimbaud rejected countless men who approached her to invite her to the dance floor. Impatient with the rejection, he dragged his son down: "Will it be?"

In fact, he is not very good, but he doesn't want to be puffed up by the orange-haired boy who is leading the girls' step. Rimbaud looked at him with a helpless smile: "Okay, you dance the men's step, and I will dance the women's step."

The surrounding audience couldn't hear what they were talking about, they just shook their heads and praised Mr. Zhong Yuan for being so young and beautiful, that's... the height of a beauty...

Rimbaud's height is 175, and he can easily exceed 180 with heels on. On the other hand, her adopted son, Mr. Nakahara... plus the increase of the hat, is it 1.7 meters? ? ?

The advantages of being good at physical skills were revealed at this moment. Even Zhong was really not good at ballroom dancing, and he couldn't tell if he was partnered with Rimbaud.Others thought that this young man was really handsome and unrestrained, and the more he looked at him, the higher his impression score would be. If he hadn't brought a beautiful woman with him, he really wanted to take him home and make him his son-in-law.

After dancing for a while, Rimbaud felt that the shoes were a bit of a hindrance to his performance, and Zhongye, who had long been unwilling to be seen as a "rare bird and exotic animal", pulled her to the buffet, and then the mother and son became permanent representatives at the dining table. Move means.

Soon came the last dance song. Just as Rimbaud thought that the annual meeting was almost over, a hand with long fingers stretched out in front of him.

"Miss, may I ask you to honor me?"

She couldn't refuse the person who offered the invitation regardless of affection or courtesy. Rimbaud put his hand in his palm: "My honor, Mr. Sen."

Onlookers: "..."

Xiu, Shura field?

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

It's not... the leader, you... my mother...

Forget it...

The young man rolled his eyes, and decided not to mind the adults' business, and concentrate on helping Rimbaud put the most delicious-looking food on the plate.

It was nearly midnight, and the annual meeting was over. Senouwai let go of Rimbaud's hand with a little regret. The activity brought a thin layer of blush to her cheeks, just right to make her eyes more and more attractive, like shining diamonds.

"Mr. A, the result of the gamble can be drawn. Just to add to the fun?"

He gave up the protagonist's position to the money bag, A is naturally willing to show the limelight, one after another the results of the betting market, there are losses, wins, losses and gains, the atmosphere of the scene is getting higher and higher, he frowned when he announced the last game , and then laughed a few times: "The last game has the highest bet and the most participants, but because I am not here, I can only make it difficult for Mr. Zhongyuan to reveal the answer for us?"

Everyone who participated in the game knew that the last item was a joke about Mr. Lan Tang who had retired, and the new cadre Zhongya Zhongya was Mr. Lan Tang's heir. He wanted to come to A because he wanted to show him off.

Zhong also looked at him like an idiot. A didn't like this look, so he didn't give him a chance to continue talking and read out the content of the roulette in public—"This is a senior. He has always been the pride of our PortMafia. The roulette It's just a joke, I think seniors won't care about this with us."

Many people laughed in good faith together.

Lan Tang, the former cadre of the logistics team, is a handsome man. It is well known that he is so handsome that he has exceeded the gender limit. It is a pity that he can no longer see him now.

A continued to look at Zhongya: "Mr. Zhongyuan, please reveal the answer?"

What Zhongyuanzhong also thought was how much salary would be deducted for beating this guy here, with his cool palm on his shoulder, Rimbaud stood behind his son and looked at officer A with a smile: "Why don't you come directly to this kind of thing?" Ask me myself?"

A: "..."

People who eat melons: "..."

ha?

what?

Mr. Lantang you!

No, this dress reveals a lot, and you can tell the real figure at a glance, not to mention men and women, you can recognize them without touching a knife.

So...Mr. Lan Tang, the pride of PortMafia...should be Miss Lan Tang? ? ?

The people who opened the trumpet betting were all delighted, and the others couldn't help but cry—you know, Mr. Lan Tang is so good-looking, even if he is a beautiful big sister, it is not surprising at all!

So... here comes the question, Mr. Lantang... Ah no, there is no story about the long-term partnership between Miss Lantang and the leader, and there is no story beyond the relationship between superiors and subordinates and ordinary friendship?

Didn't they secretly have an extra leader's wife?

Everyone filled out hundreds of thousands of words of the domineering president's sweet pet essay in the theater in their minds. Zhongyuan Zhong also took off his hat and covered his face with a long sigh—a bunch of idiots!

"Hahahahahaha, it's really interesting!"

The first one who laughed out loud to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere was the old senior Colonel. He left his seat and walked in front of Rimbaud. He wanted to raise his hand to pat her on the shoulder, but when he saw the evening dress on her, he took it back: "How dare you It's a girl, I'm really old, and I don't have enough eyesight, it seems that I should retire in a few years and give up my position to a more outstanding young man."

Rimbaud smiled and clinked the wine glass with him, the chief smiled and walked away, and then came Rimbaud's senior, Hirotsu Liunan who was in charge of leading the black lizard.After clinking wine glasses with his former colleagues one by one, Rimbaud smiled and took his son's arm and waited for Mr. Chief to announce the end of the annual meeting.

Mori Ogai Haruka, who was standing far above him, raised his glass to salute her. Rimbaud bowed slightly to him, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

The annual meeting of PortMafia this year ended in an unexpected turn. Nakahara helped Rimbaud go to his office to change clothes. The first day of the new year was coming soon, and the whole family had to put on formal clothes to visit shrines and temples. Blessings, evening dresses are not informal, but inappropriate to appear in religious places.

Most importantly, Mr. Fukuzawa's heart probably couldn't stand the stimulation.

Rimbaud, who had changed the colorless land and clogs, came out and dropped his jaw in shock—mostly the colorless land was clothes given to his wife by the husband, just...Miss Lantang retired from the society?

Mrs. Chief?

Then they watched Ms. Rimbaud and her son walk out of the lobby on the first floor of the PortMafia building side by side. On the open space in the square where light snow was falling, a man with silver hair and a formal kimono with a sword hanging from his waist stretched out his hand to her.

Miss Lantang, whose reputation can scare countless people to tears, gently put her hand on the man's hand, and the two interlocked their fingers, then turned and walked towards the nearest shrine.A pair of figures leaned on each other on the snowy ground, and a group of teenagers gathered farther away and waved at them. Zhongyuan Zhong, who walked to the back consciously, also raised his hand and shook his hand twice in response. It seemed that a big family had arranged to go out together.

"It's good to walk in the snow with you like this." Fukuzawa Yukichi turned his head and glanced at the snowflakes that fell on the top of Rimbaud's hair. Walking and walking to the white head."

Sure enough, her long hair turned gray from the snow, and she stood there with a gentle smile.

This is... Who is the man who abducted the flower of PortMafia?Can it stand the test of blood and fire...

At this moment, no one dared to look at the expression of the leader, so they could only guess secretly in their hearts.

It was Mori Ogai himself, the black-haired man was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window holding the pretty blond girl, looking at the backs of the pair on the ground who couldn't tell each other apart. After watching for a while, he put the girl down and went back to the empty leader's office on the top floor of the building. : "Happy New Year, Alice."

"Happy New Year, Rintaro."