Experience in building a branch of Crab Castle King in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang

"Ding-dong-"

Doorbell rang.

The well-dressed Zhong Yuan Zhong also woke up early in the morning. After much deliberation, he was still worried about the safety of his silly daughter... a female colleague, so he came to visit in person.

As a result, he waited for 10 minutes in the cold wind in the early morning, but no one came to open the door, like a mentally handicapped person who disturbed his sleep.

"Damn it... where is my spare key..."

Taketori Che had given him his own spare key before, and of course, in exchange, Naka also gave the girl his own spare key.This also means that Taketori Che can go into the cellar of the Central Plains cadre's house to steal wine and drink openly and swaggeringly.

The red-haired young man who walked into Taketori Che's house looked around and found no one around. He thought it should be the bedroom on the second floor, so he went up the stairs.

As a result, before he had fully reached the second floor, Taketori, with messy hair, poked his head out from the stairs, yawning: "It's so early in the morning, what are you doing here?"

"Why am I here?" Zhong Yuanzhong snorted coldly, "See if you have been beaten to death so that we can collect your body."

——That's why this cadre is also a real tsundere. He clearly cares about the safety of his single female friends, but he just refuses to admit it...

Nakaya climbed up to the second floor while talking, and at the same time noticed that the door of the guest room behind the other party was not completely closed, leaving a gap the size of a palm.However, out of politeness as a guest, he still didn't go straight over to see who the "wild man" was at Taketori's house last night. After all, this was actually a matter of Taketori's personal privacy.

"By the way," he said standing on the stairs, "after you found the leader last night, did you send him back to the headquarters?"

Facing this question, Taketori was silent for a while, then pointed to the guest room behind him: "It's inside."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Central Plains Chuya: Danger! ! !

As soon as he heard that the guy here was Osamu Dazai, he had nothing to worry about, and Chuya strode forward unceremoniously to scold him.

"Huh? It turns out that you and Qingmao actually..."

"Wait a minute, Chuya! The boss is still asleep inside..."

Chuya's hand that pushed the door stopped suddenly, and Taketori Che, who wanted to stop him, was also stunned immediately.

Because in the room, the man who is said to have not woken up has stretched his bare arms out of the quilt, looking curiously at the two people outside the door.

If you take a closer look, you can find that Osamu Dazai is not wearing pajamas at all!

what does this mean?

Friends who have experience in this area will probably understand in seconds. After all, after "growing up all night", many people will choose to continue to sleep naked or wear underwear and underwear afterwards.After all, the stamina gauge is exhausted, so I am too lazy to put on the pajamas again for the time being, and it is not good to be close to the skin of the lover...

Therefore, the leader of the port mafia who appeared in front of the two of them lay in bed with an "afterwards" appearance, looking at them lazily and bewilderedly.

"Grass!!!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also uttered a shocking curse, and then backed away faster than when he entered the door, and closed the door smoothly, pulling back the same bewildered Bamboo Che.

"Taketori!" Nakaya's father was so heartbroken that tears were about to flow from his mouth, "As an excellent girl, how can you get together with... and Ao Maba?!!"

Taketori Che looked at him as if he was mentally retarded, and finally reacted belatedly.

"What?" she said in surprise, "I didn't! The relationship between me and the boss is very pure! It's so clean, there is no strange relationship happening!"

——Last night, it was just a relationship between one being a pillow and the other hugging the pillow, just sleeping.As for the question of who should be the pillow... Different people have different opinions.

Zhong Yuan was also dubious: "Then why is he lying there without clothes?"

How did Taketori Che know this kind of thing, he was clearly dressed when he came out just now, so now he can only talk nonsense: "This is the reason why I don't let you enter the guest room... The leader is changing clothes!"

"..."

The ocher-haired young man fell silent.

He decided to ignore the question of who the hell changed his clothes lying on the bed with an afterthought.

Let's pretend the boss of the port mafia likes to lie down and change clothes.

I just don't know why, when Zhong Yuan's old father left, his back was full of vicissitudes, as if he realized that something terrible and terrible was about to happen.

However, Taketori Che only felt that the ATM machine he used for his own use was due to his lack of energy because he hadn't eaten breakfast.

"Zhongye!" She suddenly shouted to stay.

The red-haired young man stopped in his tracks full of hope, and turned his head.

"Can you lend me some money!" Taketori Che continued to shout as if he didn't know how to write the word "shame", "I haven't been reimbursed for the two new clothes the boss wore last night. !"

Skill [Lao Tzu is Begging], activated.

Familiar sentence patterns, familiar skills, familiar development, familiar wallets.

Nakahara Chuya silently gave her [-] yen pocket money at the door of the villa where the cold wind was raging (this is the limit amount of the skill), and then walked back with heavier steps.

Taketori Che held the [-] yen banknote, scratched his head in doubt, and chose to continue making more money tomorrow without thinking.

Chuya can give 30 yen a day, [-] yen a month, which is almost [-] dollars.

In conversion, it is 0.28 points... Not bad, hurry up with the ATM machine!

Maybe some people think it is too small, but you must know that this is just the amount of money contributed by one person, and the port mafia now has more than tens of thousands of staff members even in just a few buildings of the headquarters!

It's a pity that Osamu Dazai forbade her to "sell financial products" and "common prosperity" to ordinary employees to collect money, so Taketori Che can only look for his favorite spies, undercover killers and other groups among the crowd with regret.

You all understand the rest.

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Such happy financing work did not last for two days, and Taketori Che received a new task.

The task required her to go to North America to investigate the details of the local old organization "combination"-the implication was to ask her to do things and see if she could blow up a few cards of the combination.

There is no specific deadline for this mission, it can be short-term or long-term, the key depends on whether Taketori Che is strong enough to make troubles. Yokohama and Wei Ming said that you will know after trying it... so girls hate this the most It's an indistinct task.

Of course, Dazai also assured her that this was definitely her last task before she left, and that she would go through the resignation procedures when she came back, and by the way, make up the salary of [-] million U.S. dollars for the past two years.

"It's really annoying..."

Taketori Che was lying on the tatami in the restaurant, rolling his eyes and looking at the ceiling.Atsushi Nakajima, who was wearing a black coat with a white fur collar, was pouring wine into her glass.

"Why is sister Che upset?" Atsushi Nakajima asked coldly.

Although the white-haired boy looked like he was going to transform at any time and bite someone, Taketori was very clear that he was actually expressing his unique concern.

Since becoming the captain of the guerrilla directly under the leader, Atsushi Nakajima has become more and more serious in the past two years, and the smile on his face has become less and less.It is said that even his subordinates usually don't dare to get too close to him, for fear of being runaway by the supernatural power, the captain will directly hand out bento boxes.

In fact, our Dunjun is really just a wronged big cat!

...So that boss is crumbs!Persecution of minors to do some bloody and violent things has made them feel psychologically disturbed now!

"Tell me." Taketori Che put two arms behind his head, one leg was raised up and dangled, and his whole body exuded the aura of salted fish, "I don't know either."

Atsushi Nakajima:?

The young man pondered for a few seconds and asked slowly: "Do people feel troubled by uncertain things?"

Taketori was confused.

Little brother, your way of speaking is becoming more and more philosophical.I can hardly understand.

"Maybe." Taketori Che thought hard, "It is precisely because of the uncertainty of the matter and the many unpredictable changes that it brings that people are worried and do not know the direction of the next incident. "

Atsushi Nakajima stared at her quietly for a moment, then asked, "So the source of Sister Che's distress is because——doesn't want to go to America this time?"

Taketori Che was stunned for a moment, the warmth of being cared for felt like drinking warm water in winter, warming up from inside to outside.

So she sat up and waved at the other party.

The white-haired boy leaned over his head with a puzzled expression, and was caught off guard by someone pinching his head and rubbing it.

"...Sister Che?"

"I made you worry about me. I'm really sorry." Taketori smiled bitterly and scratched his cheek with the other hand, "It's not that I'm afraid of the troublesomeness of the task. I never think that kind of thing is a problem... I It's just a little troubled by other things..."

Atsushi Nakajima breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Although it didn't seem obvious, this cold young supernatural being called "the white death of the port mafia" by outsiders slowly relaxed.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Hearing this question, Taketori Che's hand, which was busy stroking the cat, stopped for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

So she just shook her head gently in the end: "Thank you for your concern, Dun Jun, there is no need to help... It is my personal matter."

Atsushi Nakajima let out an "oh" and fell silent again.

"That..." Taketori Che observed the subtle changes in his expression, and decided to pay attention to Xiaobaicai No. [-] symbolically. After all, he was also a big cat who brought out his own shit and piss at the beginning, "You haven't gone berserk recently. Alright."

"No."

The white-haired boy blinked his eyes docilely, "Since the incident last time... I have reached a certain agreement with [Moon Beast]. Now it seems that the agreement of this ability has been maintained successfully. The electric shock collar is also Haven't worn it for a long time."

"Well, come on, keep this situation going." Taketori Cheru said sincerely.

In fact, this happened a few months ago. Atsushi Nakajima couldn't restrain his killing anger after completing a mission, and he was about to beat up his allies.At this time, Taketori Che, who was out buying supper for her boss, was passing by full of depression. As a little loser in love, she was holding back her anger and had nowhere to vent.

Good guy, the old members of the guerrillas came to her for help, and Taketori Che justifiably put down the takeaway and beat Maomao.

The Moon Beast didn't know what medicine it took wrongly that time, but instead of surrendering immediately and turning over to expose its belly to be stroked, it was uncharacteristically confronting her to the end.

Taketori Che saw that this was the case for Xiaoshao. He really didn’t hit the house for three days. That’s because the fierce man on the spot got angry. He grabbed the moon beast and beat it for several hours without stopping. The takeaway on one side was cold. Beat this rebellious and tyrannical tiger so hard that even his own mother can hardly recognize him.

In the end, Xiaosnail was almost concussed by her beating, and she could hardly maintain the appearance of the supernatural power. In such an embarrassing and dangerous situation, Atsushi Nakajima, as the master of the supernatural power, always watched calmly in consciousness, and finally recovered in time. Harnessing this violent power according to the agreement of the heart finally ended the night of being treated like a sandbag.

Since then, Xiaosnail, who was completely flattened by the God of Weiming, has no interest in making troubles.What's more, Atsushi Nakajima himself has become a spiritual friend with supernatural powers. One person and one tiger get along very happily, and Xiaoshao no longer yells violently all day long. Atsushi Nakajima seems to be naturally calmer .

But the prestige brought about by the time when his six relatives did not recognize him is still there, so that many team members are still trembling when they see him, for fear that if he doesn't do well, he will become Xiaoshao's supper.

At this moment, Atsushi Nakajima, who was being rubbed on the head by her, hesitated for a few seconds before asking: "Sister Che, do you want to rub the cochlea?"

"Huh? Is it okay?" Taketori Che was very pleasantly surprised. After all, since the last time he beat Mao Mao violently, the big cat turned back into a human form with tears in his eyes, and he would never change his form in front of her again.

"I asked...it said yes."

——Although it is not very willing.

The young man originally thought that the furry-loving senior sister would eagerly agree, but Taketori Cheru thought for a while and said to him: "You change later."

After all, she picked up her mobile phone and called the other two people.

Twenty minutes later, Akutagawa Gin and Izumi Kyoka, who had heard the news, all gathered in this box, following Taketori Che, very happily stroking the big white tiger's fur.