[FF7] The second tucks in history

"Ah—please transfer Director Azul, the Biological Research Department has forced us to capture living bodies again!!!"

"Hey—who are you? You must have made a mistake... It's fierce, the complaints about improper after-sales service are not within the scope of Tax's responsibility!!!"

"Oh-oh my god, come over here, the planet is about to explode: the director of the personnel department said that this year's tax's year-end bonus (?) will be deducted by one-third! I'm going to go!!!"

There are many things at the end of the year for a big company, which is somewhat similar to "too hard to force junior high school students to graduate is a lot of things".The author in front of the computer said that Nima is about to evolve into a high school student, and I can't afford to be hurt, and I can't afford to lose all the things that have to be demolished during the summer vacation and go to the transition class of Shenma.Give us a few boxes of nitroglycerin, let us blow up the school and benefit mankind.

The whining is over, now back to the topic.

The year is coming to an end, and at the end of the year, the status of almost all Taxes is "close the door and stay up late to collect reports".Vincent and Vivian completed several templates that were encrypted layer by layer in the computer within a day. When submitting the files, the deputy director Wilson, who was hiding his knives, beat around the bush and accepted the glorious task of organizing the files for no apparent reason. ... size.

Hey, can you parachute a time-travel artifact? She regrets it.

Vivian's desk was right next to Vincent's. At first, when she looked up and saw the handsome man opposite her, her little heart would "thump, thump, thump".Since Vivian accidentally sold herself to Wilson and caused Vincent to suffer, in recent days, piles of documents (should have been read by the directors) have been continuously sent in, and the two of them reviewed and screened together. It was a magnificent sight—

Behind each of them is a hill of papers piled up to the ceiling, which grows every moment.The young black-haired man sat upright at the table, flipping the pages quickly with one hand and the other, so the speed is based on "box/hour" as the basic unit; while the black-haired girl with a face full of bitterness and hatred struggled desperately to understand each line of terminology Tears flowed down her face, numbers, and charts, and every drop of ink was the old blood of her broken heart... The speed was extremely slow.

[The value of resentment is doubling and rising, and it is about to break through the limit - prepare to comprehend the ultimate skill "Shenluo Tianzheng? Cursed version", don't be careless and join Uncle Lan's villain's camp to destroy the planet, girl hello! 】

↑Sorry sorry, the author got into all kinds of random things.

During the break between work, Vincent rubbed his sore eyes, put his left hand on the table and supported his chin, looked over Vivian, who was as soft as mud and gave up on himself on the table, and looked at the chalk-white wall behind her, and said lazily: "Oh ...Leave it to me, this kind of clerical work doesn't seem to be suitable for you." After speaking, he stretched, leaned over half of the documents waiting to be processed in front of Vivian, and opened a record book.

——Hey, don't make it so ambiguous as if I have strong limbs and a simple mind!

Half pushing and half handing over all the work at hand to Vincent, Vivian got up with a relieved expression of "Oh, I'm saved, I'm saved", stepped on "nothing to worry about", got up and went to the door of the office (God) Luo brand) vending machine made coffee and pomegranate juice.Putting the black coffee in front of Vincent, Vivian curled up in the chair, biting the straw and sucking the juice, openly admiring the scene where Vincent was concentrating on his work—well, if you say that a serious man has the best taste, now Vincent, who frowned slightly and browsed through the files with a pen between his fingers, was so pretty that he was bubbling.Normally, Vivian dare not look directly at Vincent's too bright eyes, partly out of respect for the senior and partly because he is vaguely afraid of being seen through by him, so hurry up and take a second glance now or it will be too late to regret .

——Wow, it's clearer and cleaner than fruit juice, and it's as dense as... After the rain, the sky is sunny, and the water in the humid mountain forest is mottled with red myrtle.

The burning eyes made Vincent uncomfortable.He coughed to remind Vivian to be reserved.

"Well, senior, why don't you grow your hair long, I bet it will look super super good-looking." Sticking out her tongue playfully, Vivian turned her eyes away and looked at the electronic clock on the wall, but she was talking to Vincent .The straw stirs the airflow, the air pressure squeezes the empty paper cup, and Vivian hits the wastebasket in the corner with a beautiful long shot.

God knows that she played FF7CC first in her previous life, and because of the long hair of the beloved Lord Sephiroth, which was as bright as the moonlight and flowing like water, she fell in love with a beautiful long-haired boy without hesitation.After ACC came out, she stayed up all night to watch it several times, constantly revisiting the gorgeous clips about Uncle Wen and Lord Sa, she was so excited that she burst into tears, and beat the pillow while howling, "Oh my God, Uncle Wen and Sa Dian are so amazing." Men with long hair who are so handsome are disasters, disasters, oh my girlish heart!!!"——Zhengxiang, who was asleep, was awakened by the teacup thrown by her mother, her eyes were blackened.

↑I will not tell you that this is the author's own personal experience.

"It's very troublesome, and I don't think it's necessary." Vincent said slowly, picking up the coffee on the corner of the table.

"What's the trouble! Senior, look, look, this is the result of the "Weekly Shinra" poll last week—" Vivian miraculously pulled out a magazine from behind, flipped through and pointed to page No.20 The headline on the website is "The top ten employees who will surely be amazing after the company's image transformation", and vowed to Vincent, who was not very concerned, "Concentrate on it! ——Senior, you are firmly in the first place with an overwhelming advantage, You don’t know how many (female) women are looking forward to your long hair. According to the information from the personnel department, Dr. Hojo from the Biological Research Department is the least favored, with 0 votes! Uh ha ha ha ha... too, too, It's too real, too extreme!"

The girl laughed so hard that she rolled to the side of the "hill" and was completely buried by the snowflakes of paper. She held her stomach and twitched and said, "Oh, my stomach hurts from laughing."Vincent was a little embarrassed, and there were two faint blushes on his fair face, like the color of rouge.He deliberately lowered his head, using the locks of hair around his ears to hide his embarrassed expression: "Boring! Vivian, come to work quickly when you are so free!"

——It’s so annoying that I didn’t say anything at all.

Vivian pouted reluctantly and moved to the desk, painfully picking up the idle pen.

It broke out again half an hour later—"Ahhhhhhh what the hell is this? Can you go back and let that embarrassing guy whose brain has just soaked in sulfuric acid rewrite it!!!!"

Disturbed by a headache, Vincent held his forehead, put down the things in his hand, picked up the last biscuit from the candy box on the table, and stuffed it into Vivian's mouth to stop the noise.

Chewing contentedly, Vivian smoothed her fur and narrowed her eyes happily.Time passed like quicksand in the silent busyness, the mountain of documents shrank little by little, and finally they were packed and stuffed into cardboard boxes and sent out.The last thing that came in was two ivory-coloured letters. Vivian picked up her own and looked at the incandescent lamp, seeing a deep blue.She gave a confused "Huh".

The veteran Vincent naturally knew what it was. He relaxed on the back of the armchair and closed his eyes, not interested.Vivian stared at him speechlessly, thinking that it would be better to play in person for any surprises, so she tore open the envelope frizzily, took out a half-folded blue cardboard page and opened it for a rough scan——

"Nana Nana Nanani?" Actually she wanted to yell "What the FUCK", but Uncle Wen was there, "New Year's party? Is this a woolen thing?" Vivian screamed in terror due to strong mental oppression Resounding in the sky, the other Turks in the office sprayed water, and those who fell off their chairs were basically frightened beyond words.Vincent quickly stood up, smiled apologetically at them one by one, turned around and immediately changed his expression of "sinister", stretched out his hand and flicked Vivian's forehead gently: "Don't make such a fuss!"

——Then they will cry when you see Renault in the future!

Vivian blinked her tearful eyes vigorously, and complained secretly while covering her forehead.

"Well, the party... er, the dance, why did Tuckers go too?" Vivian read the invitation card with a mournful face, and folded and kneaded the coated paper that matched the color of her eyes with her fingers.Let's not mention whether she can dance or not - she needs to wear an evening dress for such a formal occasion. The current president, a flamboyant nouveau riche, will not allow someone to mess with him poorly.But for her washboard figure, wearing an evening gown would absolutely blind any 24K titanium cameras.

"It's like this every year, what's the problem?" Vincent frowned and asked back, sweeping the unopened letters on his desk to the floor, "It's useless to talk, so I'll accompany you to buy a dress this weekend—no Refusal. Being in poor shape cannot be an excuse to run away. But it seems too late to start eating papaya now."

It took Vivian a total of 2 minutes to understand the deep meaning, and the invitation letter in her hand "chucked" into four parts due to the overwhelming anger of her frustrated self-esteem.Vincent turned a blind eye and read the newspaper leisurely.

-Vincent Valentine you bastard! ! !What's wrong with the flat chest, what's the matter?I am proud of my poor breasts, I save fabric for the company! ! !

The author has something to say: (Thanks to the adults who collected this Honkai work)

1. It says that my wretched nature is about to be exposed... I really want to collapse to my heart's content, but this is a blasphemy to Uncle Wen TAT

2. The number of words may not be enough.Please bear with me.And it looks like I'm going to be in transition class between middle school and high school. If I don't change it for a long time, then that's the reason, please bear with me.

3. When I fell asleep last night, I suddenly had an inspiration - I want to open Sephiroth's pit! ! !I want to open Baotiao's hole! ! !I want to open the pit of President Rufus! ! ! 【Okay, I'm a tragedy that only talks but doesn't do, spread my hands】

4. Recently, I read the masterpieces of Fei Dashen and Ni Jian Dashen... Cover your face, my God, there is such a gap, the gap, I think about it carefully, I am really a good-for-nothing who complains about incompetence in literature and art...