Yamato Nadeko

He didn't even care to drink his saliva, and he didn't finish the project until noon when he was bald.

This time point was almost demanded by her as fast as she could. A few seconds after Haru Moyashiki tapped the last symbol, the secretary of the dogbi gold master came over.

"Madam Qing."

By the way, I also got a new job.

When stacked together, they are about as high as a three-year-old child, and there are three stacks.

The secretary also knew that this was an unreasonable fuss made by the boss again, so he just lowered his head and conveyed respectfully, "Master Dazai ordered that these things need to be approved before 5 pm."

Nekoya Shikiharu: "!!!"

This is to kill her.

With trembling hands (inwardly), she flipped through the top document, then flipped through the other two piles.It was found that there were application forms for the lack of printing paper in the office, two pots of green plants in the corridor died to apply for replacement, the militant faction applied for new uniforms, and the logistics department... These scrappy documents covered various departments.

It's all a no-brainer.

The reply is simple, just read the beginning and stamp it directly, which is a waste of time.

These trivial matters couldn't be sent to the cadres at all, and the documents Dazai used to teach her how to handle affairs at the beginning were all higher level than this.Sending these over is purely to torment her.

God damn it!

This is not even letting her eat lunch.

When Goubi Gold Master dies, he will bring his legacy to be with Mr. Zhongyuan!

After reading it silently for a few times, I felt comfortable before opening my mouth and saying, "I see."

The secretary also bid farewell tactfully, "This subordinate resigns."

She took out the chocolate that Mr. Zhongyuan gave her from the snack box, broke off a piece and put it in her mouth, feeling a hint of sweetness on the tip of her tongue, and the motivation was rekindled.

For Mr. Nakahara!

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Gou Bijin's timing was very accurate, and Moya Shikiharu was still just in time to approve all the documents before five o'clock.

As soon as the secretary removed the pile of documents, he himself called in the next second, with a Mafia-style indifferent voice, ordering: "Come and find me." After finishing speaking, he hung up immediately.

【Vulgar language】

【Fragrant mouth】

【Greetings from Zuan】

Moya Shikiharu silently recited the beautiful life of the dog after the death of the gold master several times in his heart.

In addition to going shopping with Hongye, or going out with the dog than the gold master.She generally doesn't like to go out unless necessary.

Not nerd.

It is troublesome and dangerous.

It is very convenient to have a full-time driver to pick you up and drop you off. It is troublesome to go out with too many bodyguards. What is dangerous is the identity of a lover who is a Mafia cadre at the port.

Dazai is too bad, people hate her, hate Wu and Wu, and there are many people who want to kill her.

Also well known.

Mrs. Haru, who is highly skilled, can be the Dazai to rule the entire family, and the Dazai can be half of the Port Mafia's family. Rounding off, Mrs. Qing can mobilize half of the Port Mafia's power.

Many people want to know the information in her mind. After seeing the method used by the gold master to torture others to obtain information, she decided to stay at home and die.

Dogs are more immortal than gold masters.

She has to carry it when she goes out, so why not play games at home and let herself go online.

"Madam Qing, where are you going?" After getting into the car, the driver asked respectfully.

Nekoyashiki Haru said flatly, "Go to Dazai-sama."

After waiting for a while and not seeing her give her address, the driver said, "Please wait a moment." He called Dazai's entourage, and a few seconds later he said with an apologetic face, "Sorry, Mrs. Haru. Dazai-sama Leaving aside the followers, I don't know the exact location of Lord Dazai."

Nekoya Shikiharu made a phone call.

Hang up in seconds.

By not answering her phone call, it was a clear play of peek-a-boo.

If it were something else, it might really be no different, just hide and seek... Haru Nekoyashiki ordered: "Go to the red brick warehouse."

[Red Name Mark]'s life form will automatically alarm when it enters within 300 yards.First draw the area where Dazai may be, and then use the alarm to touch the porcelain. Even if the dog is moving, as long as the route overlaps, he will not be able to escape.

Anyway, there is a driver.

Most of the red brick warehouses belong to the port Mafia. When they arrived, a bodyguard asked Dazai-sama if he was here, and got a negative answer.

Nekoya Shikiharu was not in a hurry.

Hide and seek, there is always a process of finding.

I stuffed a piece of chocolate from Mr. Zhongyuan into my mouth, feeling very sweet.

I searched several Mafia business areas in the port and the places where Dazai Hei usually goes, but I couldn't find anyone.

When passing somewhere, the alarm suddenly sounded.

Nekoya Shikiharu stopped, "Go and ask the person in charge here."

The result of the inquiry is of course yes.

Moyashiki Haru got out of the car, followed by more than a dozen men in black, who looked like they were messing around.

The boss was stunned for a moment when he saw her, and then he realized what cold sweat came down on the spot.

"Lead the way." Nekoyashiki Haru said flatly.

The cold sweat on the back of the boss's vest instantly drenched his clothes.

He can't afford both.

If you insist on offending one, then follow the rumors on the road.I'd rather be revenged by Master Dazai than offend Mrs. Qing.

Go through the dark corridor, and finally stop in front of a box door.

The boss wiped off his sweat, "Master Dazai is inside."

In order to prevent an ambush inside, the bodyguards were fully armed and opened the door in an assault posture.

The size of the box is small, and the situation inside can be seen clearly at a glance.

The feasting and feasting inside is so lively, and I found half of Yokohama's dog than gold master to hug left and right to enjoy it.

Nekoya Shikiharu counted.

Boy, twelve girls a dozen.