Port Mafia doorman on-the-job pension

His intuition told Shibasaki Gensei that his seniors were probably imagining some weird plots in their minds again. He thought more than once that Kimura was definitely more suitable to be an entertainment headline reporter than the intelligence department of the port Mafia-in terms of nonsense.

Forget it, Shibasaki Gensei shook his head, it had no real influence on him anyway.

The personnel department seems to be very busy recently, Shibasaki Yuansheng's request for leave has not been approved for two or three days.

If it is a normal situation, you should get a reply on the same day you submit it.Seeing that the date for Gabrielone to come to discuss cooperation is approaching, if the leave request is not approved, things may become a little difficult.

The next day, Shibasaki Geno came to the personnel department during his lunch break, intending to ask what went wrong.

The craze of gossip comes and goes quickly, at least now Shibazaki Gensheng won't always have people staring at him when he walks.However, it is also possible that it is the working hours of social animals. Generally, everyone is in the mood to eat melons only when they have nothing to do.

The personnel department was gloomy and gloomy, and the atmosphere was oppressive. The expressions on everyone's faces were as if they were about to go to the battlefield in the next second, and they would never return.

Shibasaki Yuansheng suspected that he had gone to the wrong department, so he double-checked the sign above the office door.

When he couldn't help but want to confirm the fourth time, a gaze suddenly cast towards him faintly.Immediately afterwards, the man looked like a hungry wolf seeing the food, his dull eyes suddenly lit up, and he rushed over from the desk in an instant, grabbing Shibasaki Yuansheng's arm.

If it wasn't for the wrong environment, it would have looked too much like a sudden attack, Shibasaki Yuansheng struggled to suppress his instinct to kick people away.

"gentlemen?"

But the man didn't hear it at all, and just yelled at the other people in the office, "Go to Mr. Hirotsu, and tell me that I have found a solution to the problem!" Finally he turned around and looked at Shibasaki from head to toe with strange eyes. Yuan Sheng took a look.

"Excuse me--"

"Shibasaki, ah no, Gensei-kun."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted, and the other party's voice was full of accusations, "You have caused us so much misery!"

Shibasaki Gensei fell into confusion.

Not to mention that they didn't know each other well enough to call each other's names when they met for the first time, and what is meant by "you made us miserable", he just submitted a leave note from the beginning to the end?

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"To sum up, that is to say," Shibasaki Gensei sorted out the situation, "Because it was too late to find someone who could replace the original translator, and Mr. Dazai was sneering at the side, Mr. Nakahara was furious and ordered that this problem must be solved within today. Is that right?"

Guangjin Liulang nodded, "That's right."

"So," Shibasaki Gensei paused, "it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me."

The basic functions of the guard room are just a few, such as fire prevention and anti-theft, sending and receiving express delivery, anyway, none of them have anything to do with this matter.

"No, you're wrong." The man who grabbed his arm before and was also the head of the personnel department said, "If I remember correctly, you spent your internship with Mr. Zhongyuan, right?"

Few people in Mafia at the port didn't know about this matter, and Shibasaki Geno didn't know, so he nodded.

"That's right." Under the strong pressure for three consecutive days, the minister couldn't control his emotions, and the volume unknowingly increased, "It's your fault that Mr. Zhongyuan will become what he is now!"

Shibazaki Gensheng: "...Huh?"

Isn't it about translation? What does it have to do with Mr. Zhongyuan?

Back in time a few days ago.

In fact, it was okay at the beginning, just as Zhongyuan Zhong also thought, the minister also felt that such a large port mafia would not fail to find a second person who could speak Italian.

The results proved that life can be so outrageous.

The timing was unlucky, during this period of time the organization and the Italian side had a lot of business, and the candidates who met the requirements were either out of missions and did not come back, or were on their way to work.And because the interview with Gabrielone was temporarily scheduled, so that in the end the Ministry of Foreign Affairs did not reserve manpower for them at all.

The tragedy of the Ministry of Personnel began here.

At first, the minister was quite optimistic.A social animal who has never been scolded by his boss is not a good social animal. He has never seen any big storms, but he is scolded for things that are not done well, and being picked on at work is not a big deal, just get over it.

What's more, despite Zhongyuan Zhongya's fierce reputation outside, he usually looks very difficult to mess with, but the members of the port mafia rank privately, Zhongyuan Zhong is much easier to get along with than Dazai.He only gets angry for a while. Compared with Mr. Dazai's completely unpredictable temper and punishment mechanism, Mr. Nakahara is simply not too friendly.

Until one morning, when the minister went to submit the documents, Zhongyuan found 3 filling errors within [-] minutes.

Originally, the translation work was not done well, so everyone's documents have been written carefully these days, and they must be perfect, for fear that the higher-ups will find the right opportunity to take advantage of the situation.Therefore, when the questions were read out one by one, the minister was completely stupid.

In fact, the problem is not a big problem, it is nothing more than an error such as formatting and grammar that ordinary people can't detect without looking carefully.

——In other words, how did Nakahara Chuya figure out these problems in 3 minutes?Is this an eye with electronic scanning?

Fortunately, Nakahara soon told him the answer, "It's okay to be slow, but the accuracy rate is not as good as Shibazaki."

Excuse me, do you call the task handed over to you this morning slow yesterday afternoon?

The minister began to doubt life, and at the time he did not expect that this doubt would last forever.

"This kind of work can be done one day in advance by Shibasaki."

"The efficiency is too low. Shibazaki can write a hundred copies of this kind of report in an hour."

"There are too many mistakes, why can't you give me a perfect report the first time like Shibasaki?"

On the first day, everyone was still having fun counting how many times Mr. Nakahara could call Shibazaki in one day. On the third day, everyone in the personnel department found sadly that the unit had to change from days to hours.The translator was not found well, and Nakahara Chuya was in a doubly irritable mood. The specific manifestation was that the frequency of his calling Shibazaki that day was twice as high as usual.

They had more or less heard the rumors that Shibazaki Gensheng was a perfect assistant before he became a guard. They didn't care before and didn't bother to understand, but now they are forced to carry out public executions.

It's like a person whose house is always tidy suddenly moved to the side of the garbage dump. It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. This is basically the situation in Zhongyuan Zhongye at present.

"..."

Geno Shibasaki briefly lost his ability to speak.

"My words just now may have been a bit harsh, and I apologize for that," the minister coughed lightly, and then changed the tone, "But it is undeniable that because of you, all employees in our department have directly or indirectly suffered from 'Shibazaki PTSD'."

Geno Shibasaki: "...wait a minute, what PTSD?"

The minister looked deeply, "Mr. Yuansheng, please don't force me to say those two words again."

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Indulging in brainless plots and unable to extricate themselves

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