long-lived centenarian leader

Osamu Dazai thought of Gojo Satoru's intention of not covering up, but he didn't expect that the other party would send him a photo of himself directly.

High-definition big picture without coding.

In addition to myself, it also comes with a Zhengtai.

The white-haired young man wearing sunglasses seems to be of extremely tall stature, and a vertical picture cannot fit in it.

In addition, he also has a pretty face, with a playful smile on his lips, but the sharp and aggressive aura is refreshing even through photos.

Osamu Dazai remembered that this person was written in the information, and it seemed to be a little smaller.

Like a high-spirited, energetic young man.

In the photo, a five or six-year-old boy is held in one hand by Gojo Gojo. The boy has striking black hair like a sea urchin, wears a kindergarten uniform, and carries a small schoolbag on his back. He is forced to be the same as Gojo Gojo gesture.

It looked a bit calmer and more mature than the person holding him.

Gojo Satoru's words are full of joy.

"This kid is very talented, and may even surpass me. The most important thing is that he is the blood of our family's rival family."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and poured cold water on the other party: "If you are not a kindergarten teacher, I don't think he can solve your problems."

Gojo Satoru shouldn't be crazy enough to let a six-year-old go to college, right?

"It's not a big problem, I can afford to wait."

After Wu sent it, he felt weak again, and then sent another one.

"I didn't plan to stop teaching for a few years. Judging from the proficiency of the school's students every year, ten years is conservative enough to wait until there are enough outstanding magicians."

When Osamu Dazai saw this text, he almost choked on his coffee.

What is this doing?

Does this kid think he can beat the opponent by using the opponent's rules?

Naive, the opponent will only skillfully use the rules to frame him, making him give up more unknowingly.

Under the strange eyes of his subordinates, Osamu Dazai drank the coffee and called Akutagawa Gin to pour him a glass of water. During the waiting time, he changed his mind and understood the other party's behavior.

Most people in the magic world do live far away from the normal world, with a simple structure, and only a small number of people in charge of management are often exposed to complex external environments.

Just like a colony in a petri dish, a little bad factor will spread the disease to the whole in a short time.Being able to recognize the problem and be yourself is very commendable.

It is a very bold and difficult attempt for Gojo Satoru to "infect" his own characteristics to the new generation, but it is a good way to do so under the premise that he cannot part with the group.

Just let him give some hints.

Enthusiastic crowd: "According to the information you provided, I think the family of this outstanding... young boy will not let him go so easily."

Wujo Satoru's reply also left him speechless.

"I know, his father sold him a billion to his family. But I think he is worth the price I paid."

Dazai Osamu had long been aware of the generosity of this employer, but this flirty tone made him start to think about when the Gojo family's property would be ruined by this young master.

After carefully wording his words so as not to arouse the other party's rebellious psychology, he sent another message.

"If his father is so alienated from the original family that he needs to use money to change the guardianship, I think there may be other ways to better solve this problem, so that his family can't take advantage of it."

The best teacher in the world: "Speak out."

Enthusiastic crowd: "Have you considered going through legal procedures?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly felt that a door to a new world was opening to him.

The people around him, including himself, have been following the laws of the magic world, but in fact, the rules that no one living in this country can live without are actually laws.

Although the law will make allowances for the complex situation in the magic world under certain circumstances, everyone's identity still needs to go through legal procedures.

In the past, these were done by the upper levels, and the government was also in contact with the upper levels.

However, this does not prevent him from legally adopting two children who lost their father and their mother disappeared as a legal person.

The excited Gojo Satoru opened the search bar and entered "how to become someone's guardian".

Hey, he doesn't seem to be 20 years old yet.

I have not reached the minimum age of a legal guardian, and I have no family and stable job (there is no profession of conjurer on the surface), and I have no blood relationship with the two children. Even with the consent of the two children, the possibility of the application being successful extremely low.

Gojo Satoru posed this question to the almighty consultant.

Probably in the heart of every Party A, Party B is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and is familiar with the operations of all walks of life.

Osamu Dazai, a laborer with a monthly salary of 100 million, lived up to his expectations.

"May I ask what city you are in?"

The other party replied in seconds: "Tokyo, the suburbs, but the speed to the city is very fast."

"I have a friend who works in the household registration department in Tokyo. He may be able to help you. I will send you his contact information. You don't need to mention my name. I will explain it."

The benefits that contacts can bring, Wu Tiao realized, but did not change, but called this enthusiastic person 1000 million, and asked the other party to open up the relationship.

Osamu Dazai, who had received ten months' salary all of a sudden, paused while touching the phone.

"What's the situation?"

The vigilant Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed his pause and looked over.

This time he didn't look at the screen, but he still accidentally caught a glimpse of Osamu Dazai's phone interface.

It is a text message of 1000 million remittances.

Ok?

Is he doing fraud while he is bored?

Then why not deal with the work, the money is much faster than fraud.

Could it be that the leader felt that the organization's money was not his own, so he was considering other sources of income?

Osamu Dazai always felt that Nakahara Chuya's eyes were a little strange, and his always smart head couldn't guess the other party's thoughts because he couldn't connect with the other party's brain circuit.

He just turned off the phone and said, "I just remembered something. Chuya, this is the second time you have peeped into the leader's privacy. Since you have to guard me all day today, I will not pursue it, but You better stand far away from me."

What are you looking at? Have you never seen a boss working part-time?

Zhongyuan Zhong also hesitated to speak, and rarely said anything, but stood a little farther away.

He began to think about how to subsidize his boss's private funds without a trace, and then suddenly discovered that Osamu Dazai had no chance to spend his personal money at all.

So what the hell were you doing just now?

Mr. Nakahara Nakaya, a cadre of the port mafia, was the first to discover the unusualness of the boss, and fell into deep doubts.

First of all, Mr. Wang ignored his subordinates' entanglement, but dragged out an undercover agent sent by the organization to the household registration department of the government from his huge contact list, and explained some things.

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Takahashi Jiro sat in the office of the Chief of the Household Registration Section of the Tokyo Legal Affairs Bureau, making tea leisurely, lamenting the wonderful life.

Among the undercover agents sent by the organization to the government, he was the first person to take the top position.

Although this department has nothing to do with politics on the surface, and often has to wipe the ass of various special departments, but because of this, it has great advantages in intelligence collection and is not easy to be exposed.

And very leisurely!

Is there anything happier than working a casual job and getting two paychecks?

No!

The phone vibrated, probably because of an email.

He didn't rush to watch, but took a leisurely sip of tea, appreciating the arrogance and happiness of the big boss in neglecting others, and then lazily turned on the phone to read the news.

In the next second, he sprayed a sip of tea on the phone, then went to take out a paper towel in a panic, wiped off the water in a hurry, and then answered the email with shaking hands.

Don't blame him for making a fuss, it's true that anyone who was sent an email greeting from his immediate boss when he was fishing at work would panic.

Especially when the other party accurately cueed his name and position.

"Takahashi-kun works in the Family Registration Division in Tokyo, right?"

Takahashi Jiro read it several times, and after confirming that it was such a question, he immediately replied.

"Yes, I am the section chief now, do you have any orders?"

"Very good. I have a friend who is going to the household registration department soon. You try to complete all the requirements of the other party. Don't ask more questions, and don't answer any topics that have nothing to do with household registration."