Illness Men's Manual

"Master Zhongyuan?"

The subordinate called again several times, which made Zhong Yuan Zhong also retract his wandering gaze. He narrowed his eyes slightly and coughed softly.

"Cough, what's the matter? Where did you say it?"

"I'm going to inspect 23 daytime properties today, and there will be more in the evening..." The subordinate continued to lower his head and report the itinerary for the day, and from time to time quietly raised his eyelids to observe his superior.

"Well, let's go right away."

Zhong Yuan also nodded, and immediately went back to the office to sort out his clothes and documents.

The inspections of the daytime industry are different from the underground industry. At least on the surface, they are formal and legal business operations, so Zhong Yuanzhong also changed into more formal clothes.

Fortunately, I didn't follow...

He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, as expected, he was still very uncomfortable, as if the ghost behind him would appear at any time.

9:00 am.

Start patrolling.

They inspected many industries, large and small, and the streets of Yokohama are quite lively even on weekdays. Vehicles shuttle on the road non-stop, and there are people walking out shopping with their children everywhere.

And the black cars parked on the side of the road are particularly conspicuous.

Chuya Nakahara walked out of the store holding his hat with one hand, his back straight and his steps strong.

Despite his small stature, he still couldn't conceal the temperament of an upper-class gentleman.

"A lot of good products have been bought this time..." Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at the paper in his hand, recalling the results of the inspection just now. This red hotel is a place he often visits, and it is also the first industry to inspect.

Just find a time to do it again.

"Let's go, go to the next one. The recent business seems to be pretty good."

Unknowingly, the inspection arrived at noon, and there were still a few properties in hand that had not been inspected, but they were all unimportant shops.

This kind of thing doesn't need the cadres to come in person, but Nakahara Chuya's character is quite diligent, in other words, he just can't stay idle at all.

The weather seemed to be getting colder, Zhongyuan Zhong also pulled off his black western jacket, looking around, there was a cool autumn wind blowing on the endlessly flowing streets.

The fallen leaves were tossed and drifted on the stone road, and they were swept up by the wind at their feet, and they were taken to nowhere.

The orange hair on the side of the ear was blown, and he stretched out his hand to hold it, and couldn't help thinking.

...Is it so cold now?

Suddenly feeling a chill behind his back, he froze his body and glanced back, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost yelled on the road!

"Well!!!"

Yuwuori blinked at him, waved his hand very naturally and said hello: "Master Rage God."

Why is she here! ?

Didn't you tell her not to follow? !

"Central Plains cadre?" The subordinate in black asked suspiciously, only to see his boss cover his mouth and cough violently for a while, then froze and remained silent.

"Cough, it's alright."

It took a long time for Zhongyuan Zhong to make any movement, but his voice was extremely stiff, and he faintly held back the veins on his forehead and took a step forward.

"If, if you have something to do, we can go..." The black-clothed subordinate carefully followed Zhong Yuan Zhongya, not quite understanding why the boss's face suddenly looked so bad.

"It doesn't have to be..."

Zhongyuan Chuya hadn't finished speaking, but he saw Wuzhi standing straight in front of Zhongyuan Zhongya, and then pointed to the big clock on the square, it was already twelve o'clock.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Take a deep breath.

Inhale.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also spoke out abruptly, and stopped the subordinates in front and behind. The subordinates in black were all stunned for a second, then lowered their heads and replied: "No."

They have been patrolling around the Central Plains cadres, how could they go to eat first.

Master Zhongyuan today is a little strange...

"Anyway, I don't have much work in the afternoon, so let's relax for now." Zhong Yuanzhong also said unnaturally, dismissed his subordinates vigorously, and walked forward with arms folded.

Subconsciously bypassing and weaving away in the mist, this behavior is very weird in the eyes of subordinates.

The cadres of the Central Plains, who have worked overtime for thousands of years, will let everyone rest when the work is not finished! ! !

Subordinate A in black: "Need, do you need to report to the leader..."

Subordinate B in black: "...No need."

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"Hey, hey, what are you doing with me?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also pulled the thin coat on his shoulders angrily, walked alone on the street with his arms folded, and glanced at her from time to time.

...walking the streets like him.

But why walk side by side with him?A small question also appeared in Zhongyuanzhong. He glanced around and said in a low voice, "Hey, are you still not going back?"

Shaking his head with Kiriori, he pointed to a nearby restaurant.

"Eat, Limei said that the work and rest during the growth period are very important."

"..." Growth period?

There is a rather subtle feeling.

Zhong Yuan also fell into strange contemplation as he walked with his arms folded, what is this, nanny?Is it what this person named Li Mei said again?Is it her servant?

jingle--

The crisp wind chime sounded.

"Welcome, how many are there?"

"Two...one, thank you for the seat by the window."

Zhong Yuanzhong also almost forgot that others could not see and Wuzhi, although he obediently stepped into the western-style restaurant he often went to, anyway, there is nothing to do now, so it doesn't hurt to relax.

But if you keep being urged like this...

Encountering tasks that cannot be avoided will also be very nerve-wracking.

Thinking of Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyelids to look at her, the other party was sitting opposite without any conscious, staring curiously at the tableware in his hand.

Wearing a red and white kimono is very different from the modern Central European style here, the girl sitting quietly opposite her looks a bit scattered with fireworks.

The black hair and eyes reflected a little golden candlelight, like a noble lady who is really pampered and ignorant of the world, reserved and indifferent, but unable to restrain her curiosity.

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his eyes, unconsciously pointing his fingertips on the smooth and transparent table.

I can't help but think that Sister Hongye also likes this kind of clothing very much. According to her, this can reflect the traditional luxury and dignified important clothing, and it is very pleasing to the eye no matter what the occasion.

"Can I try?"

Yuriri stared at the knife and fork in his hand with interest.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also about to pass the tableware to her, but thought that the timing was not good, so he reminded in a low voice before attracting the attention of others: "We'll talk about it when we go back."

Blinking with Kiriori, they sat obediently across from each other, propping their jaws.

Another sight like this.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sighed, thinking carefully that if such a wish had not been granted, this kind of thing would not have happened, and then his eyes moved to the window with Kiriori.

Stare intently at the busy streets.

what is she looking at?

Pedestrian?

Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped making noise, but had a quiet and fast meal, finished the rest of the work early, and cleaned up the mess at night.

and many more.

night.

"Okay, you can go back." Zhong Yuan also picked up a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth, raising his jaw as if he was thinking about something.

Frowning with Wuzhi, he turned his head and said to him: "That night..."

"That's right, I know."

Zhongyuan Zhong also said lightly that he had actually thought about releasing the Huang Ba's vomit energy. If he could take this opportunity to control the power of his body, he would not lose control in the future.

"I have to work overtime at night. I'll talk about it when I come back." Nakahara Zhong also raised his hand to signal the checkout. During the day, it is to maintain the normal operation of the surface, and at night is Mafia's working time.

Yuwuzhi also got up suddenly, with a more serious expression than him: "When will you be back?"

Even with a faint sense of oppression, Zhong Yuanzhong leaned back unconsciously, a little puzzled by this subtle tone, he loosened the black collar around his neck, and said casually:

"I don't know, probably early in the morning?"

"too late."

"I don't want to either, the enemy won't obediently deliver it to your door." Zhongyuan Zhong also gave her a blank look, took out his black card from his wallet and handed it to the waiter.

You Wuzhi pursed his lower lip, thinking that most of the time Chuya Chuya came back from the Central Plains was at one or two o'clock in the morning.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, folded her hands in front of her body, and didn't speak out until someone approached her: "Then I'll go with you."

"Aha!?"

There was an unbelievable low cry, and the waiter who just took the card froze immediately, bent down and asked, "Please, is there any other question?"

"It's nothing."

Zhongyuan Zhong also waved his hands awkwardly, then clapped his hands on the table with faint veins on his forehead, lowered his voice to the lowest level, and issued a commanding tone.

"No. Yes."