When the double black penetrates the if line

Nakahara looked at the person in charge sitting behind the table in front of him with a blank expression.

"Let me see...you are Dazai Chuya and Nakahara Osamu from the University of Tokyo, right?" The mafia member in charge of recruiting was dressed in black and scratched his matted hair.

He first lowered his head and looked at the academic profile submitted, then squinted his eyes and looked carefully at Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya standing in front of him, as if he wanted to see what kind of highly educated elites would be so distracted. Come mix black.

"I have nearly ten years of work experience. I am mainly good at collecting intelligence and economic management. I am also a pair of close partners..." He read a long introduction from the paper and rolled his eyes at the end , looking at the two of them, "Is this you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a stern face and didn't really want to talk.

"Yes, it's us." Dazai Osamu showed a professional smile, nodded and said cheerfully, completely different from Nakahara Nakaya with a stiff face.

"Excuse me, what is the main reason you want to join us?" Perhaps it was because there were not many social elites who had brainstormed to join gangsters this year, so the person in charge couldn't hold back and asked.

Zhongyuan Zhong also covered his face in his heart.

Oh no...why is this the question...

"This... I have to talk about it from many aspects, let me explain it to you slowly." Sure enough, Osamu Dazai smiled even brighter. He bent his eyes with a smile and said, "First of all, your company is a An honest and honest company, although the scale may not be very ideal now, but I believe that with our participation, with everyone's hard work and hard work, your company will one day be able to break out a world in Yokohama..."

Nakahara also closed his ears in pain, never wanted to draw a line with Osamu Dazai more than now.

At the beginning, the person in charge listened to Osamu Dazai's nonsense with a curious expression, but as Osamu Dazai spoke endlessly, his expression gradually changed from curious to surprised to sighing and speechless, and finally turned into a look of mentally retarded eyes.

IQ is really high, but the brain is also really problematic.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't need to look carefully to guess what the person in charge was thinking at the moment.

Osamu Dazai was still eloquent: "There is another very important reason, that is, our former company was really stupid. Especially the boss of our company, who actually wanted to separate Chuuya from me and separate the two of us. separate..."

Now the person in charge looked at Chuya Nakahara with a strange expression.

Originally, he was still wondering how these two highly educated elites would come to their mafia. It turned out that apart from the two people with brain holes, there was also a bloody eight-stage drama in it.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He took a deep breath, resisted not grabbing Osamu Dazai's throat, but endured and endured, the hand hidden in his sleeve ruthlessly pinched Osamu Dazai's arm.

Osamu Dazai: "The boss before us ordered Chuya to work overtime all day long, so we couldn't even spend time together... hiss—"

He hissed in pain, and finally stopped making up nonsense.

After nearly 10 minutes of chatter, Osamu Dazai finally calmed down.

"Miss Dazai..." The person in charge put his eyes on Nakahara Chuya carefully for the first time, "It seems that he has never spoken."

Hearing this name, Zhongyuan Zhongye's face became a little more stinky.

Although he expressed strict resistance to such things as women's clothing, he couldn't help but said that he was the one who said that he would compensate Osamu Dazai before, and he promised that he would never take it back after he said it.

Originally Osamu Dazai really wanted him to wear that blue tutu skirt, but Nakahara also said that it was absolutely impossible. If he wanted to wear it, then he would first punch Osamu Dazai into the wall on the spot, and then a People themselves went to the leader Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai imagined that scene for a while, and then said yes with great regret.

Therefore, Nakahara Zhongya is now wearing a slim long skirt, the light blue skirt dragging all the way to the ground, which made him feel very awkward all the time.

Countless words of cursing Dazai Osamu that bastard flashed through his mind, but on the surface he just turned his head as if shy, gave Dazai a hard look, and did not speak.

"Oh, she." Dazai Osamu seemed to have not seen Nakahara Nakaya's eyes about to kill him, and answered for him naturally, "Her throat was injured when she was working on a project, so she couldn't speak .This should have no effect on our work."

In fact, it's not that he can't speak, it's just that Zhongyuan Zhong doesn't know how to use false sounds, and he has to reveal his secrets when he speaks.

But the person in charge didn't have the slightest doubt. Instead, the expression on his face became more relaxed: "Of course there is no problem."

After all, the mafia has more or less shady secrets, and not being able to speak will not cause any trouble, but it will be more beneficial to keeping the secrets.

"That's it." All the conditions are very satisfactory, the person in charge nodded, and pointed to an aisle behind him, "You go along there, there is a person in the door at the end, he I will show you around our branch...company."

There was a suspicious pause before the last word. It was obvious that the person in charge was trying to adapt to Osamu Dazai's brain circuit.

"Okay." Dazai Osamu showed a smile, but Nakahara could also see the black water under his smile.He firmly took Nakahara Chuya's arm, and said in a voice so tired that it made the scalp tingle, "Honey, let's go~"

Zhong Yuanzhong gritted his teeth subconsciously, and a row of goosebumps appeared on his skin.

"Hush -- don't talk." Osamu Dazai whispered into his ear, "Now you are a weak and pitiful woman who can't speak, and you even eloped with me from the former company~"

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and then showed a dark smile again: "After all, the person in charge seems to have misunderstood the relationship between the two of us."

Lying, this is obviously what you deliberately induced him to think.

Nakahara Chuya rolled his eyes in his heart, but he still took a step forward and followed Dazai Osamu down the corridor obediently.

At the end of the corridor is a wooden door. After opening the door, there is a glare of white light.

"Is this the new person who has passed the review?" There were already two people standing in the room, one of whom was obviously the one the person in charge said before, and wanted to bring them two people who were familiar with the environment.

He turned his head and said to the other person standing beside him: "It just so happens that you are also new here. The three of you are all highly educated people. You should be colleagues in the future. You can get acquainted with each other now."

The "higher educated" person had black hair, and his complexion was abnormally pale due to staying up all night. With a pair of thin glasses on the bridge of his nose, his expression looked serious and reliable.

Probably the only fly in the ointment is his hairline, which has exposed most of his smooth forehead and is about to climb to the top of his head.

This hairline is very familiar.

To be precise, that person is very familiar with Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu.

Nakahara heard a chuckle from Osamu Dazai beside him.

"It is indeed necessary to be familiar with it." Osamu Dazai said meaningfully.

Ango Sakaguchi turned his face away, his already pale face became even uglier after seeing the two of them, and there was a faint tendency to crack.

"You say yes." Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, and there was an indistinguishable smile on his face, which was exactly the same as the leader of the port mafia in Yokohama, "Mr. Sakaguchi."

Sakaguchi Ango: "..."