[Comprehensive] I'm thinking about quitting the club every day

I am not in a hurry to discuss business with Mr. Chuya Nakahara.

After all, it will take time for Yokohama to put pressure on the Supernatural Secret Service, so I decided to take him on a tour first, eat some delicious food, and then catch some fish.

As for the dark lines, I'm even less worried.

After all, the person they want to save is right next to me, hey, I didn't expect that, this Ango-kun, I put him on the belt!

"I beg you to change the word. I don't want to be misunderstood as having any special relationship with you." An Wu complained with a look of despair.

Damn, this guy really doesn't give face.

Nakahara looked at me and Ango behind me, "I thought he was locked up by you." He raised his eyebrows, showing an unexpected expression.

"I am very grateful to Mr. Mori for the excellent employees sent to me. Mr. Sakaguchi Ango worked hard in Pengo Lie for two years, worked hard, abided by his duties, and stuck to his post... I want to write a letter of commendation, and I will give you 500 yuan and a side The big red flag was sent to Mr. Mori, and the content just read, "Help others for joy, sacrifice yourself for others" How about it?"

Mr. Chuya's expression became subtle.

"Why, didn't you think that I was the boss agent of Peng Gelie?" I stood up and pulled the windbreaker on my body, "Ah, although it is said to be the boss agent, but because the boss has been fishing for an unlimited period of time to practice playing mahjong, now Vengley is almost in charge of me."

His expression was serious and he was completely immune to my complaints.

Damn, is this guy such a persona?

Forget it, let's follow the previously established procedure, first take him to a candlelight dinner, then take him fishing and traveling, and wait for the reply from Yokohama.

This is probably the so-called dirty political py transaction.

Although it is said to be a candlelight dinner, the table is actually very large, and there are three seats.Pengo Li's personal chef is a Michelin three-star chef, and the food he cooks is particularly delicious.

Ango sat in the middle with a blank expression, "How can there be three people having a candlelight dinner together."

"What are you talking about, aren't you bringing the three of you together to avoid people's misunderstanding that I want to soak up this petite and cute little brother?" I took a sip of mulberry juice and watched the faces of the two men turn into Qing Se, "With you, no one will misunderstand you."

The blue veins on Zhongya Zhongya's forehead jumped rhythmically, as if he was about to smash the mulberry juice bottle next to me on the head in the next second.

But he controlled it with his impressive self-control!

applaud!Just this endurance, much stronger than xanxus.

"Again, why do you use a red wine glass to drink mulberry juice? It's still such a high-end wine glass." An Wuxu complained.

"It's a matter of personal preference, and I won't budge." I answered him.

"...You two, are you singing oboe?" Zhong Yuan couldn't bear it anymore, and joined the troop of complaints, "Are you, Ango Sakaguchi? It seems that you are doing well in Pengelie? It doesn't look like you need someone at all. It looks like you're being saved."

Ah, it's because I can't speak bad words to me, who is also a woman who is the negotiating partner, so I started to hate the innocent Ango.

"No, Central Plains cadre, I need help very much, please, please rescue me as soon as possible." An Wu said with a blank expression.

This guy is getting better and better at manga. If things go on like this, one day he will break out of Asia and face the world.

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also muttered something in a low voice.

If I'm not wrong, this child's qualifications should not be enough to become a cadre, at most he is a candidate for a cadre.

Ango deliberately called him a cadre.

After all, at this level of negotiation, if the other party's boss does not come, at least a cadre should come. This is the most basic respect.

After eating and drinking enough, I arranged for Mr. Nakahara to rest first. I grabbed Ango by the collar and dragged him away to work overtime together. "Guess when the dark line will come to attack Pengo Lie?" people coming?"

If it's a supernatural person, I'll take it down together.

An Wu's eyes were dead.

As a result, after waiting all night, there was no expected battle, and the opponent seemed to be a guy who was unexpectedly calm.

Not bad, I have plenty of time anyway.

The next day I drank coffee and sat in the car and asked the driver to take me, Ango-kun, and Mr. Chuya, who was impatient, to the beach. I planned to take them fishing. I don’t know why, Ace He voluntarily sat in the co-pilot's seat, unwilling to move away.

"If your lord wants to go out, please let me guard you." He said.

Fine.

He can do as he pleases.

Pengelie has his own yacht, but for fishing, if you want to get something, you need the advice of local old fishermen.

There are still many old fishermen who are willing to make extra money. The key is to choose the one with the best reputation and the most honest and trustworthy.

"It's a fishing ban now, but sea fishing is still possible, as long as you put the unqualified fish back." Mr. Bujarati, a local veteran fisherman who stood out, guided him skillfully.

This person, who was born in this small fishing village for three generations, is so local that he can no longer be a local.

He is very enthusiastic and considerate to pack the fishing line, bait and sprinkle the material for us.

But Mr. Nakaya didn't seem to get the deep meaning of what I did. He tried to talk to me about business while fishing.

Hey, fishing is also a business.

I held the fishing rod, propped my face and waited quietly for the fish that would come to bite the hook. "Mr. Zhongyuan, young people must be patient, no matter what you do. For example, when fishing, if you can't identify the fish The moment you bite the hook and catch it, the previous wait will be in vain, won’t it?”

"No, even if you bite the bait, you have to be skilled in skating the fish. Otherwise, it's easy to get off the bait and escape." Mr. Bugarati refuted me solemnly.

...the atmosphere was very awkward, and I was even a little thankful that Ace cut the fruit for me and was not on the deck.

I just want to pretend, Mr. Bugarati, don't hit me in the face like this.

Zhongyuan Zhong also had a hard time holding back his laughter.

Hold on to me, don't laugh.

An Wu's face is like a mountain collapsed in front of him without changing his face. I think he has already practiced it.

So I decided to persecute him.

"Ango, if you go back successfully this time, what would you say to Mr. Mori?" I asked him with a smile, with a kind face on my face.

Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses, and said in a tone full of human praise, "Mori Ogai, I have returned from hell."

......

I sniffled, "Ango, I can't bear you."

You are gone, who will bring me (the persecution of him) happiness.

At this time, Ace came up with a fruit plate and said to me: "My lord, I have your phone number." He pointed to the landline in the yacht.

I stood up and went inside to answer the phone. A familiar old voice came from the other end of the phone. It was Kudaime. This guy would not call me if he was fine, "Hanako... I heard You... out with an emissary from the Port Mafia?"

"Huh? What's the matter?" I felt slightly uncomfortable.

"Well... nothing, just a reminder... The other party seems to be only 16 years old, which is considered a minor by international age..."

"What the hell are you trying to say, old man?!"

"As a human being, the most important thing is to have integrity. You can't just quit the club just because you want to die..."

I clicked and hung up the phone.

Failed.

That guy "Dark Line" might not think that saving Ango is such an important thing at all.

He just wants to make trouble.

And in my memory, there is only one person who dared to mess with me like this.

Garbage Mori Ogai, don't stuff me with things you don't want!

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I really, really don't have any

There will really be no change tomorrow (Salted fish lie down, thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: Crim1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

2501988910 bottles; 8885 bottles;

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