As a coser, I am revising the script every day

Escaped from the memory, Nakahara looked at the hand stretched out by the man in suit and leather shoes in front of him, and he stretched out his hand to shake him back without showing any timidity.

Zhong Yuanzhong's hand, also wearing a black leather glove, just touched him casually, and he left as soon as he touched it.

When they parted, the man's cuffs flickered slightly, revealing some mottled burn marks, as if they had been scorched by a scalding flame.

Zhongyuan Zhong also retracted his gaze without a trace, and went to the meeting hall with him.

The conference hall is very grand, not inferior to the gorgeous decoration outside, even the teacups for entertaining guests are precious crystal cups.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a sip of the tea, the warm tea was in his mouth, it was not bitter, but there was a slight lingering fragrance in the aftertaste, which was very refreshing.

He negotiated with this man step by step.

From the conversation with this man, Nakahara also understood that there is a relatively simple transaction between him and Osamu Dazai. He needs to give Osamu Dazai something, and as a bargaining chip for the transaction, Osamu Dazai needs to be sold on the day of the auction. Use the port mafia to escort him.

When Nakahara heard this, he frowned subtly. He knew Dazai, so he knew best that Dazai's desire for material things was not high.

Before he heard about it, he thought that the deal between Osamu Dazai and the person in front of him was just a relatively important contract.

But thinking of the suit that Osamu Dazai ordered not long ago, Nakahara became a little confused again. Could it be that he and Osamu Dazai have only been separated for a few months, and he already doesn't understand Osamu Dazai's preferences?

Seemingly seeing Nakahara Chuya frown, the man in suit and leather shoes almost calmly turned the topic to the thing that Osamu Dazai wanted: "Mr. Nakahara, would you like to take a look at what Mr. Dazai wants? ?”

Later, without waiting for Zhongyuan Zhongye to reply to him, he quickly followed up the sentence himself: "As my sincerity, I am willing to hand over my chips to you before the matter begins."

At the same time, I also put my life in your hands.

Zhong Yuanzhong also easily derived this passage from the actual product, he raised his eyebrows.

Sure enough, he still prefers to talk to smart people.

"Since you are so polite, I will not refuse you."

To be honest, Nakahara is also looking forward to what is the treasure that made Osamu Dazai stop.

Not long after, the man's subordinates brought an object covered with red cloth on a tray, and handed it lightly to Chuya Nakahara. The man explained: "This is what I traded with Mr. Dazai."

Zhong Yuanzhong also lifted the red cloth and found that lying on it was an exquisite gift box.

Zhong Yuan took the red velvet package with his black gloved hand, casually opened it and glanced at it.

The small red velvet gift box is not as big as half of Zhongya Zhongya's hand, and there is a bright gem hidden inside.

Not very big, but beautiful and breathtaking.

Every corner is cut very beautifully, reflecting unparalleled beauty under the crystal chandelier.

In particular, the most commendable thing is that this gemstone is completely sky blue, as if the most powerful thief stole a touch of clear blue from the sky and filled it into this gemstone.

This is a diamond that will definitely make the women of the upper class go crazy for it as long as they sell their hands and go to the auction.

But Zhong Yuanzhong didn't look sideways at him for a long time, he just took a brief look and then closed the gift box.

Because he felt that although this jewel was very beautiful, it was not so beautiful that Osamu Dazai sent out the port mafia to exchange this jewel for him.

He thought about it for a while, but then he heard the man in suit and leather shoes in front of him deliberately add: "This is a gift that Mr. Dazai specially said he would give to someone. On the day I saw it, I was really looking forward to receiving it."

gift?

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes, slowly clenched the hand holding the small velvet gift box, and responded with a smile: "Okay, what time does today's auction start?"

"It's nine o'clock at night."

And the current hour hand has just reached three o'clock in the afternoon, and there are still six full hours.

Zhongyuan Zhong also found it troublesome, so he lived in a hotel not far from the auction according to the man's arrangement. The accompanying people, and what he said in his mouth, should take care of Zhongyuan Zhongye, but actually monitor Zhongyuan Zhongye's subordinates.

As soon as Nakahara Chuya arrived at the hotel, he entered the room out of sight and out of mind, and locked everyone at the door.

He turned on the light, tore off the tie that had been binding him around his neck, and threw it on the bed. Just as he walked to the window and opened the curtains, he heard a burst of thunder. He looked around and found that there was already Numerous dark clouds were born.

The dark and gloomy weather makes people feel very gloomy just by looking at it. Zhongyuan Zhong also touched his chest. For some reason, his heartbeat has always been weak recently.

Then, before he could react, it started to rain. The light rain covered the whole city, and the buildings stood indifferently staring at each other. The place was shrouded in clouds and mist.

It's like a cage being enclosed, making the people inside anxious and unable to see the outside world.

The pattering raindrops fell on the transparent glass in the hotel, splashing the transparent water light, and Zhongyuan Zhong also reached out to wipe away the mist that kept rising due to the rain, thinking wistfully about what just happened .

Before he could think about it carefully, he was woken up by the vibrating ringtone of the mobile phone.

He lowered his head and saw on the screen that it was an incoming call from Osamu Dazai.

Nakahara is not a person who likes to do some fancy things on his mobile phone. At the beginning, his mobile phone was simple and not even worthy of being owned by anyone. It was after Osamu Dazai took away his mobile phone and played with it for a while. , all talents have names on Zhongye Zhongye's mobile phone.

Dazai Osamu's beautiful face directly occupied the entire screen of the mobile phone, but because of the focal length, the highlights in his eyes were lost and became cloudy and trembling unceasingly, as if trembling, a tumbler being pushed down by someone Same.

In particular, it bears the nickname of Osamu Dazai once changed to a great cadre, and was later changed to bastard mackerel by Nakahara Chuya.

Nakahara also felt irritated, and realized that the person who made him irritated was Dazai Osamu, so he couldn't help but childishly reached out and poked the screen childishly, seeing Dazai Osamu under his fingers, he became dizzy, and then As if it was about to break apart.

Only then did he smile happily like a child, and reluctantly accepted Dazai Osamu's call.

Chuya Nakahara said, "Hello? Is the port mafia's business so free recently?"

Osamu Dazai was probably flipping through something, and along with his voice, Nakahara Nakahara could clearly hear the sound of pages turning, and his voice was mixed in intermittently: "Well, it's all thanks to Chuya's blessing. There were so many documents that came down for a full week, and they were all sorted out by Zhong Ya in one day."

Dazai Osamu's tone was very beating, Zhongya Nakahara looked at the small box in his hand, his eyes seemed to drift away, but his mouth was as arrogant as ever: "So, next time you dare Did it take so long?"

Dazai laughed for a moment.

Listening to Osamu Dazai's voice through the electronic equipment, Nakahara also inexplicably felt that Osamu Dazai's voice was a bit unreal and distorted, and it was more inorganic than listening to Osamu Dazai's voice face to face.

Osamu Dazai joked on the other end of the phone: "I always feel that Chuya may be more suitable for the position of the leader of the port mafia than I am. In terms of correcting documents, I really want to rely on Chuya for everything."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said angrily: "According to what you said, when you were still a cadre at that time, you should give up the position of cadre to me?"

After all, even if Osamu Dazai became a cadre at that time, the report in his hand was still written by Nakahara Nakahara after Osamu Dazai passed various methods.

Osamu Dazai willfully said: "Talking to Chuya is indeed as annoying as ever."

Zhongyuan Zhong also snorted coldly: "Aren't you too? You said such irresponsible words after I swore an oath to you."

When saying this sentence, Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't help feeling a little bit dissatisfied.

He was aware of his own emotions, and had already adapted to Osamu Dazai, who had been the leader for several years. Nakahara Nakaya didn't think of it at first. After thinking about it, he grabbed those confused thoughts from the depths of his memories. At that time, he didn't know how to tell Dazai, but now he directly asked Dazai, "Dazai."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai responded casually, his voice soft and gentle.

Nakahara also said: "You knew that when I swore an oath with Mr. Mori, you were very dissatisfied."

Dazai Zhizhi said of course: "Yes, Chuya is obviously my dog, why would you want to swear loyalty to others? I should be dissatisfied, and besides, Chuya did this behind my back."

Osamu Dazai always talked about words like dogs like this at every turn, and Nakahara Chu was almost proficient enough to be able to automatically block that word when receiving that word before thinking about it. The meaning of that sentence.

He said, "So, why were you unhappy when I declared my loyalty to you?"

At that time, everyone was rejecting Osamu Dazai, and there were many conspirators who speculated that Mr. Mori was killed by Osamu Dazai.

After all, Mr. Mori's superior position is not glorious. When he watched Mr. Mori kill the old leader, and as Mr. Mori's most similar successor, Dazai Osamu, will he follow the old path of Mr. Mori? In most people's minds , this is an almost affirmative answer.

And under the eyes of everyone, it was Chuya Nakahara, who had sworn loyalty to Mr. Mori, who was the first to win the crown of the port mafia for Osamu Dazai.

At that time, he swore his surrender to Osamu Dazai. He thought that Osamu Dazai would lose his mind because of his funny kneeling, and relieved from Mr. Mori's indifferent attitude since then, but Nakahara didn't expect that either.

When he knelt down on one knee towards Osamu Dazai, Osamu Dazai looked at him with indifferent eyes that were almost terrifying, as if a line had been completely drawn from the past.

In the past, they were two blacks and partners.

In the back, he and Osamu Dazai are just Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara.

Hearing Nakahara Chuya's words, Osamu Dazai paused when he was looking through the document, but he quickly reacted. He turned over the page of the contract and said in quick words: "In Chuya's opinion, , Is it important that I'm not happy?"

Nakahara also felt that Osamu Dazai was testing him.

He replied, "Didn't you tell me that you, as my leader, should take your joys and sorrows to heart?"

"Now that I think about it, you don't admit it again?"

Osamu Dazai glanced at the page of the contract on the desk, the place he just pinched was already wrinkled quickly, because he just used too much force.

Osamu Dazai said with emotion: "If it was someone else, I would definitely be angry, but Chuya, you are really cunning, you always like to use what I say to refute me."

"However." Osamu Dazai said, "As you said, it's inevitable. I'm really happy, because this is the first time you start caring about me."

"Why did I feel unhappy that day, because at that time I thought, in fact, I don't want Chuya to be my dog ​​at all."

"That's all."

Looking at you who bowed his head towards me, I only think of you standing side by side with me.

I also feel deeply dissatisfied with you who want to be called my loyal dog.

If there must be an unpredictable future, I don't want that future to be like this.

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After Osamu Dazai said this to Nakahara Chuya, he hung up the phone.

Nakahara also glanced at the phone, put it back, and didn't think too much about what Dazai said, after all, he didn't have so much time to figure out what Dazai said.

He simply began to consider the people he had discovered before.

Although Osamu Dazai didn't mention this treasure at all, he deliberately called Chuya Nakahara to let Chuya Nakahara understand how much he attaches importance to this gem.

If the gem was to stay in his hands for one night, he had to imagine the weight of those people. He called his men and simply asked them to check it out.

The members of the port mafia were trained by Osamu Dazai to be very orderly and calm. Nakahara Chuya had just issued a request, and there was a response half an hour later.

Surrounding the auction house, it can be clearly identified that it is the port mafia branch and a team of special mercenaries on their side.

Special mercenaries?

Zhong Yuanzhong also blinked his eyes, and after reading the thick stack of materials, he closed the files, got up and walked towards the auction house.

The driver who came to pick him up was the same driver who picked him up in the morning, but now she changed into a tuxedo.

On the way, Zhong Yuan Zhong also asked her casually, "Are you going to this banquet tonight?"

She seemed a little surprised, but finally replied.

"Yes, sir."

At this moment, Zhongyuan Zhong also heard her voice clearly, elegant and calm, very clear and pleasant to hear.

So Zhongyuanzhong also heard his own voice.

"Then, as my partner, accompany me into the arena."

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