Friend, bring it to you!

Just before Verlaine and Zhong Yuanzhong finally planned to leave and go to the PR department, Lan Tang had already become acquainted with the group of people in the PR department.

In fact, it is not difficult to get acquainted here. After all, the people who live in the public relations department are almost all smart people. As long as they intend to do this, they will naturally be able to quickly shorten the distance between everyone.

And just before Lan Tang came here, the group of them had almost established a friendship.

Naturally, he is very friendly to Lantang, who came here and is likely to become a natural ally in the later period.

Lan Tang huddled into a ball, looking very afraid of the cold.Chun Shanjun sat next to him, just looking at Lan Tang who was about to be wrapped into a ball, he vaguely felt a little cold.

Especially the bathrobe he wears for sex all the year round.

Although it was already October, the public relations department was always warm in winter and cool in summer, so that this group of people didn't realize that winter was coming.

Still in the state of wearing whatever you like

Especially now that there are more and more extreme weather, when everyone feels that autumn is about to enter, autumn has already passed by quickly, and the neon has unconsciously entered winter.

Chun Shan Chun couldn't help shaking his legs with Lan Tang. After shaking for a long time, he really couldn't see it. He didn't know where he took out a ball of light and threw it at someone:

"Lantang, here's this for you, it's very warm." Chunshan Jun said with distaste while caring about the clerk, "Do you know that it's easy for my customers to suspect me and abuse the clerk every day when they're not around."

"I'm really sorry, boss." Lan Tang shook his head and denied the hand warmer. This thing is really a good thing that the boss kept at the bottom of the box. The moment it touched the heat source, Lan Tang's body trembled involuntarily. That very cold feeling just now:

"The inside of our store is very good, but I have never been used to this kind of weather, and I am very afraid of the cold."

Shishu Tatara looked at him, at Lantang who was still shaking with the heater, and at Zun in a T-shirt, and raised his hands maliciously to offer advice:

"I'm sorry to bother you—Mr. Lantang, would you like to try to sit by our Zun's side? If it's as expected, Zun's side should be very warm."

Lying there with his eyes closed, Zhou Fangzun, when he heard someone calling his name, raised his head and opened his eyes to take a look. After finding out that it was Tatara, he nodded indifferently.

Without the restraint of the King's Sword, he actually no longer feels irritable like before.

Naturally, it will be more friendly than before.

Lan Tang was taken aback by this suggestion. Although he hesitated, he looked at the red-haired Zhou Fangzun, and couldn't help but feel a little moved:

Ten bundles of Tatara and Chiwang seem to be a little warmer.

Although Lan Tang thought so in his heart, he actually didn't plan to join in the fun, but Shi Shu Duoduo, who seemed to see the yearning of his new friend, hurriedly moved a seat to the side to make room for him.

"Come and sit here, it doesn't matter where you sit, Lan Tang!"

Lantang looked at the warm-looking place over there, and then looked at the side beside him. Although he was a colleague before, according to the boss, Shuji Tsushima became another boss in a parallel world.

Finally, shaking his body, he sat down beside the red king.

As soon as Lan Tang sat down, he felt the heat coming from the side.

Lan Tang was shocked at first, and then his eyes almost lit up. He was still holding the heater that the boss gave him just now. For the first time, he realized that he was not as cold as before.

Chun Shanjun: "..." There is such an operation?

"Jinglingling~~"

When the prompt sounded at the front desk, Chunshan Jun immediately realized that he planned to go out to meet his new guest.

Hearing this prompt, Fu Heisher was a little surprised and said:

"Boss, are you finally willing to change that voice?"

Chun Shanjun didn't intend to talk to him at all, the previous voice was sometimes too hellish, and Chun Shan Jun, who was bored, finally changed to an interesting ringtone.

When Chun Shanjun came to the front desk, he saw Verlaine whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and the familiar Nakahara Chuya.

"welcome--"

Although Chun Shanjun came to pick up the guests, he still leaned against the wall and beckoned to the guests lazily.

"Which clerk do you plan to order?"

Chunshan Jun asked the question knowingly, and although he already knew the answer, he still handed them the customer list.

Verlaine didn't move, but saw him being brought to Zhongye, Central Plains, obviously he was the main customer in the shop, but when he came here, there was no movement at all, as if he didn't want to see Lan Tang at all.

Haruyama Jun watched them order units, swiped the cards for the guests skillfully, and asked Miyano Akemi next to him to take them in, but he still stayed at the front desk and didn't go in again.

And not long after they left, Chunshan Jun, who was supposed to be waiting for something, successfully waited for the phone call he expected.

It was the call from Mori Ogai, the leader of Port Afia.

Knowing that this call would definitely come, Chun Shanjun was not surprised. After all, he had confronted Port Afia many times, and just two days ago, that Mr. Cursing Brain Flower possessed by Mr. Xia Youjie, I have also used the identity of some forces to find cooperation with the port afia.

It was expected that Port Afia would contact him, but what surprised Jun Chunshan was that Mori Ogai would contact him with the phone number he left on the Zhongya flyer.

In fact, no one would call him. After all, flyers can come directly to the store, which is much more convenient than calling to inquire.

Although a little surprised, Chunshan Jun still answered the phone with a peaceful attitude, and smiled brightly even though there was no customer on the other side:

"Welcome to call the Dimensional Public Relations Department, what do you need?"

A magnetic and charming deep voice came from the phone. The leader of Mori Ogai, who belongs to the port afia, was talking to him on the phone. It feels like listening to anime radio plot reports at home.

"Hello, Mr. Haruyama Jun from the Public Relations Department, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time, and this is the head of Port Afia, Mori Ogai."

Haruyama Jun sighed, obviously he used honorific language, and it was from the phone, but the oppressive feeling was so clear, he was very displeased with this feeling, but it was not unbearable:

"The PR department is very pleased with your call, Chief Sen."

Mori Ogai's smile got bigger and bigger, so big that Alice next to him couldn't help tugging at his sleeve, wanting him to change the smile, but Mori Ogai's expression still didn't change.

"Presumably, the boss has already discovered information about our port Afia from other places. I am calling this time just to ask, has my disappointing subordinate brought someone into the shop?"

Haruyama Jun didn't pay too much attention to the state of the living room. Although he felt the pressure of Mori Ogai, he still lay lazily on the front desk, not paying attention to whether his volume would be heard by the people inside.

"Here we are, do you have any orders?"

Mori Ogai let out a "hehe", feeling the completely indifferent attitude on the other side of the phone, and finally understood why some people in the intelligence said that the public relations department was not involved.

After all, this attitude is really bad, and he will not be tempted by any conditions.

"Then I will be straightforward. Two days ago, Mr. Chun Shan received an invitation from an organization in the magic circle. He wanted us to participate in some action with him. But for this action, I don't think there should be anyone else except you." able to understand better than them.”

Chun Shanjun squinted his eyes, and immediately understood the purpose of the old fox, so he followed his words and continued to ask: "So?"

Mori Ogai understood, and continued to answer: "I, Port Afia doesn't intend to intervene too much. I want to know whether this so-called operation will affect Yokohama. After all, even Port Afia will occasionally worry about us. public safety."

"Oh..." This kind of hypocrisy, but also some sincere words, but Chun Shanjun didn't know what to do. After thinking about it, he could only sigh, and decided to give them the rest of the information for himself. measure.

"Generally speaking, it's just that they want to use the death of some ordinary people to draw out their plan. However, today it may be Shibuya, and tomorrow it may be Yokohama, so the port afia is willing to help us. Naturally grateful do."

When Chunshan Jun said this, he deliberately paused, leaving a sense of mystery, and his voice was still a bit ethereal:

"Even a god would give him a headache when he saw the death of so many people."

Mori Ogai has not been threatened so nakedly for a long time, but this threat is still very useful to him, and for this wayward guy who claims to be a god, Mori Ogai just laughed it off.

He couldn't refuse to cooperate with such a person.

"Port afia can naturally send combat forces to ensure the safety of some ordinary people here, but it is only doing my best, but we can also help more, as long as the Armed Detective Agency and the Ability Secret Service Division are willing to cooperate, our port Afia can also do what it can."

Chunshan Jun let out a sigh of relief, he finally cleaned up the last big trouble, this stormy Halloween really made him physically and mentally exhausted.

"Okay, Mr. Mori, I will let Dazai contact Mr. Nakahara over there."

Chunshan Jun couldn't wait to get rid of the matter. In his opinion, he would not intervene in any troublesome matter that could be helped by others.

1029 at 3:00 pm

It has always been at peace, and it can even be said that the hometown of monsters, Yahara, finally ushered in an unexpected visitor today.

"Who is it?" The old monster sleeping in the mountains felt a sense of danger.

This familiar force came, and many old monsters were somewhat familiar with it.

"It smells like the breath of those magicians."