The goal is the Faculty of Medicine of Dongdae

The boy on the phone leaned back on the chair, speaking in a gentle tone.

"I have negotiated with Yokohama National University and agreed to set up Mori's scholarship and bursary programs for local students in Yokohama. Okay, please help me convey the invitation to Mr. President to meet next week."

Rintaro rubbed his eyes after finishing the phone call, and immediately made another call.

"Increase publicity efforts, not only to promote our foundation in Yokohama, but also in Tokyo, Kyoto, and other cities. Whether it is TV programs or interviews, if you don't know how to promote it, invite famous people from outside. Advertising company, don’t care about the price. Also, hire a well-known lawyer to draft the foundation’s legal documents..."

After making several phone calls, Rintaro couldn't help but yelled and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.He fell backwards, lying on the chair like a machine with power cut off, and he seemed to have exhausted even the strength to move.

"It's over?" Jasmine, who was leaning on the sofa with her pillow in her arms, playing games and eating desserts, raised her head and looked at the tired and paralyzed boy.The black-haired boy blinked, trying to hold back the sleepy tears. His eyes were full of tears, and his vision seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

"Such a large organization doesn't even have a propaganda department, and has to hire an outside advertising company, and there are no lawyers. Even the mafia has to deal with the government..." Lin Taro couldn't help but yelled again Cut, "I must hire some legal advisors...I'm exhausted..."

"Give me a macaron, Jasmine Sauce~" the boy said pitifully, "I don't even have the strength to lift a finger."

"It deserves it, it's Rin Taro asking for trouble." The little girl's voice was crisp, but she reluctantly picked up a macaron with a fork and stuffed it into the boy's open mouth.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo low.Jasmine retreated to the sofa in disgust, and changed to a fork to eat dessert again, "If Lin Taro talks so disgustingly again, Jasmine will never talk to Lin Taro again next time!"

"No, I will die without the cure of Jasmine Sauce! I will really die QWQ!"

"Then die!" Jasmine snorted coldly, "Who told you to find so many things for yourself?"

Hearing this, the young man straightened up on the chair, leaning back slightly on the back of the red velvet chair, the light fell on his face, like a newborn morning sun, or The afterglow of dusk.

"I don't want to make trouble for myself..."

He frowned slightly, and sighed: "I'm just...disappointed when I don't want him to come."

For a while, the room fell into silence.

"Hey, Jasmine, do you think the detective agency has seen that program?" Lin Taro blinked, as if the absence just now didn't exist.

"How would Jasmine know?" The little black-haired girl who used macaroons of various colors to make dessert towers pouted, "However, as long as they see it, they will definitely see through Rintaro's tricks."

"So what if you see through it." Lin Taro blinked, with a sly smile on his lips, "This is an open conspiracy."

"Are you not afraid of what they will do?"

"No, no, dear Jasmine, the leader of the Armed Detective Agency is a person who abides by higher human moral standards." Lin Taro raised his index finger and shook his lips, "I like morality." Tall people."

"Oh?"

"A person with a high sense of morality is much more understanding than those politicians who eat people and don't spit out their bones." The slender and slender fingers turned the gold-plated pen, "Although they are relatively boring in most cases. "

"Believe it or not, I'll receive a call from the Supernatural Secret Service in a while." Lin Taro narrowed his eyes, and tapped the tip of the pen on the table between his fingers, "Those people can't sit still."

"It's obviously easier to control." Jasmine unceremoniously pointed out the true thoughts in the boy's heart.

Lin Taro smiled and remained silent.

"So, what about Kusuo?" The little girl's pupils gleamed slyly, and her tone of voice was deliberately oblique, "Kusuo's sense of morality is also very high."

"Kusuo is an exception." The boy didn't hesitate at all, "He is a human being compared to a god, and he is a unique existence."

"If you said that to Kusuo—" Jasmine jumped off the sofa, leaned over and grabbed the boy's sleeve, her round amethyst eyes stared at the same color eyes without blinking, "I don't think Kusuo's reaction would be very serious. Interesting~"

"Hey, don't, Jasmine can't make small reports." The young man bent his eyes, a trace of soft emotion flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and was covered by the illusory clouds, leaving only a few fragments of light looming in the fog, " It’s meaningless to say anything.”

"Hmph, Lin Taro just isn't honest." Jasmine curled her lips, "Hurry up and take back your own sensibility, don't divide and throw it to me every time, why should I bear the feelings that belong to Lin Taro!"

"Does Jasmine want to eat strawberry cake? I'll get someone to buy it for you later."

Lin Taro changed the subject very naturally.

It's like this again, it's like this every time, she really has too much to bear with her human ability.Jasmine snorted unhappily: "I want all kinds of mousse cakes."

"Okay~" Lin Taro, who had no bottom line, called his subordinate and asked him to bring back all kinds of cakes from the cake shop he frequented.

After Zhongyuan Zhong also received the order to come to the chief's office, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a whole table full of various desserts, and the little girl who was eating desserts happily raised her fork to greet him when she saw him. He swayed, then pointed to the boy on the phone over there, and gestured for silence.

Zhongyuan Zhonghui nodded in agreement, only to hear the gentle and cold voice of the young man over there: "...The supernatural agent department is in charge of supernatural beings from Yokohama, normal business development should not be under your jurisdiction..."

"...We have of course submitted applications to the Bureau of Foreign Trade, the Bureau of Finance, the Ministry of Justice, and the Bureau of Industry in accordance with the relevant procedures..." The young man narrowed his long and narrow purple eyes, and the cold light of unknown meaning diffused slightly in his eyes, "In his position , to seek their own government, don't overstep your authority..."

Something seemed to be said over there, the young man leaned against the glass window, staring at the vast and row upon row of buildings below: "...Of course, we have no intention of making enemies with you, and we are just developing the industry according to the normal business, And just participate in social contribution... See what you said, after all, such a big hole is placed under the nose every day, and it's too ugly."

He smiled softly, his deep voice was like a cello pulling strings elegantly: "Human tiger? That is under the jurisdiction of the Armed Detective Agency... I was a little curious. At first, news like 'White Tiger Destroying the City' could be quickly released." It has been widely circulated, and even let the Armed Detective Agency receive such a task, whose will it is?"

"Don't dare, after all, orphans are really pitiful. Even charitable organizations in Tokyo and Kyoto have sent requests for contact with our foundation... Ah, don't you know, father and them It was a pleasure to talk." Lin Taro's voice was as gentle as ever, it seemed that the person who called him was not their enemy 'Special Intelligence Division', but an ordinary cooperative company. "The future? Of course, it is to promote Yokohama's industrial construction and develop the city's economy....Ah, please forgive me for not being able to tell, after all, this is a company secret."

He hung up the phone, raised his eyes, and saw Chuya Nakahara, the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated, returning to the gentleness as before: "Mr. Zhongye, sorry for keeping you waiting."

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his head: "Excuse me, was it just a call from the Supernatural Secret Service Division?"

"That's right, the Chief Farmer called here himself. It's really a big face." Lin Taro smiled, "It's a pity that their functions are not in charge of this, and it's a pity that they can only disappoint the Chief Farmer. Woolen cloth."

Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't understand, so he nodded. After all, he thought he was not as smart as the leader, even when he was a teenager, and he didn't talk too much if he didn't control it. "You asked me to come, is there any mission?"

"That's right, this one." Lin Taro went back to his desk and sat down, opened the drawer, took out a document and handed it over.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took the document and opened it. The bold characters on the first line made his pupils shrink.

"This is..." Nakahara Chuya raised his head in amazement, ""The Leibo Street Industrial Development Plan"?!"

"That's right, the land on Leibo Street is already in the hands of the organization." Lin Taro folded his hands on the table, and was interested to see the rare dull expression of the orange-haired man who had always been calm. You are the person in charge of this plan, Nakaya-kun."

Leibo Street, the birthplace of Zhongya Chuya, where the first memories and the deepest scars all come from.Every time he passed the scar-like slums on Leibo Street, Zhongyuan Zhong would silently quicken his pace.And now, the leader actually gave him a plan for the industrial development of Leibo Street, and planned to let him be the general manager? !

"I have asked people to hire professional planners. Nakaya-kun can compare their plans horizontally for which industries will be developed." Lin Taro seemed not to notice Chuya Nakahara's absent-minded state, and continued to use that gentle tone He said briskly about his plan, "However, after all, it is close to the harbor and bay, so we shouldn't give up this natural advantage."

"What already exists cannot be erased." Lin Taro raised his eyes and looked straight at Nakahara Nakaya's blue eyes, "However, what will happen in the future is not yet a foregone conclusion."

"Mr. Zhongye, no matter in the past or in the future, I have a deep love for this city. I hope my subordinates can do the same."

The black-haired boy raised the corners of his lips, his beautiful purple eyes were slightly curved, and a gorgeous shimmer appeared in his pupils, like a bright galaxy descending from the sky, everything is contained within a square inch, and it is almost impossible to be self-absorbed and indulge in it .

"The future of Leibo Street is in your hands, Chuya-kun."

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his mouth slightly. He remembered that time, and he was willing to kneel down and offer his loyalty because of the leader's words "everything is for this city I love so much".

This time, the leader of the youth personally gave himself a chance, a chance to make up for his mistakes.Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath, knelt down on one knee, lowered his head moved and respectful: "This subordinate obeys the order, and will definitely live up to the leader's expectations."

popping.

Hayashi Taro clapped his hands twice, and after Zhongya Nakahara stood up again, he spoke again: "However, don't worry now, there is one very important thing."

"Please order."

"Mr. Akutagawa has woken up, and the foundation and bursary projects have basically been established, then—" the boy stretched out his voice, and when he subconsciously held his breath in the middle of the Central Plains, he suddenly evoked a bright smile, "Hokkaido two-day tour , let's set off tomorrow."

ah?Zhong Yuanzhong also finally remembered that the so-called team building plan that he had left behind, before he had time to speak, he saw the leader of the boyhood opened the drawer and took out a document, "I have completed all your vacation applications. Approved, go back today and organize things, we will set off early tomorrow morning!"

"That... this subordinate is still..."

"Huh? What does Nakaya-kun want to say?" Lin Taro narrowed his eyes and smiled with a hint of threat, "I've already made all the itinerary plans, and Nakaya-kun will definitely not allow us to wait for a week in vain."

Nakahara Chuya: "...Yes, my subordinates will go back to pack their luggage after get off work."