The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

In the spring of 2005, a shocking thunder broke out in the international iron ore futures market.Many speculators lost all their money, and even if they did risk hedging, they only recovered a little bit of blood, and it would not be so exciting that they wanted to go to the roof and jump off the building.

This mine first exploded in the UK, because a stock recommender ran away with money.He had sold stocks and futures to others several times before, but all investors who followed suit made a lot of money. Everyone believed that this guy must have some inside information.After so many times, this person recommended a mining company established in a new mining area in Africa again, and the responders were naturally like bees.

However, what I never expected was that this person suddenly disappeared after selling all the "shares" in his hands. After all, the major businessmen who couldn't wait for the news of the listing immediately realized that they had been cut off as leeks, and covered them up on the spot. People with chests flocked to the police station and the court.After a close investigation, the British police discovered that the stock recommender was a member of the Thénardier mercenary group who had been hiding for a long time. He had already gone to Africa to become a chief with the money.The worst thing is that Britain has not even established diplomatic relations with that small African country, not to mention running over so far to arrest them, and even asking for extradition - do the old gentlemen of the British Empire condescend to ask the French guy next door for help? ?

It would be better to eat this blood loss!

At this time, the time has come to the end of spring, and the futures market in East Asia has also been severely slaughtered.Other countries do not know, at least all foundry-related industries in the island country have not been able to escape this sharp butcher knife.Some people think that there must be other inside stories behind this incident: the "witch", a member of Thénardier's mercenary group, has been lurking in an unknown corner!It's hard not to wonder if they would be connected in tandem through ad hoc communication within the organization.

But since the witch could not be traced, this conjecture can only be a conjecture, and there is no way to blame it - the police in charge of economic investigation can't check every citizen's private account for no reason, right?Whether the bank is willing to leave aside, there are still a lot of foreigners in the country, and there are so many foreign-related accounts, how to deal with these?

Unable to lock, untraceable, headless case, no such person.

The girl who barely escaped the sight of the Avengers because she was too young and debuted too late, has now grown to the point where she harvests an entire industry with a smile.The reason is indeed that the Chanyuan family is not particular about it, but at this stage of things, the Chanyuan family is just an inconspicuous fish in the vast ocean.

For Yuki Mori, the self-proclaimed old family circle in the small island country is really just a self-proclaimed alliance of a few wealthy landowners.

After this crazy feast, the Thénardier member who uncovered the thunderstorm bought himself an American citizenship directly, and became the largest investor of the current president by the way.On the first day, the British guy swallowed his words and admitted his cowardice. On the second day, this guy packed a plane and moved to the east coast of the Pacific Ocean to live his happy life.Others who missed this trip called the witch one after another, asking her to do it again next time, don’t forget to shout more, even if they are busy making people on the bed, as long as it is good news from her, wrapped in a sheet I also want to jump down and have a kick.

As for the real mastermind who manipulated all of this... a slender girl with black hair and purple eyes was delivering orders to customers on a white round tray.

"Hello, you ordered lemon tart, coffee panna cotta, and tiramisu. The coffee is a bit hot, please be careful."

The flying skirt drew a circle in the air, taking away the honey-like sweetness.The office worker who was sitting in the corner eating dessert couldn’t hold back and took a photo, and the staff of the pastry shop immediately stopped him: “Sorry, it’s forbidden to take photos here, please delete the negatives, or we can change your phone for you? "

When other customers heard the bustle, they turned their heads and glared at this annoying bastard who broke the rules—Miss Yuki is very shy!Candid photos of her, what's next?Put it on the website to show off?What if Ms. Yuki becomes angry and refuses to serve everyone anymore!

It's better not to let too many people know about her bright, pure and splendid girl.You know there are so many perverts in this world, what if someone finds them by following the clues on the Internet?Miss Yuki is a treasure that belongs to everyone!

"Miss Yuki...!"

The guest who was forced to delete the photo let out a miserable cry, and the girl smiled and gave him a glance: "You can't secretly take pictures~"

"Hey!"

The whole person has been healed from heart to body, which is not as cost-effective as spending money to attend an idol meeting!

Ms. Yuki's smile is real and natural, and everyone gets different feedback. The price is only one piece of cake, and you can choose to take it away or eat it on the spot.If you are not afraid of high blood sugar and high blood lipids, you can come here every day. Anyway, the chefs in this pastry shop are also very skilled.

The members who originally stayed in the store to monitor the eldest lady have now become her free bodyguards, not only arranging daily chores for the girl and her mother, but also taking care of her food and daily life, and maintaining order in the store to prevent any frenzy Momentarily, the higher-ups tried to abduct someone and then ran away.

Mr. Mori, who saw the profit report of the pastry shop, was also speechless—is this kid lucky?Wherever she went, her turnover skyrocketed, and she had already been placed in remote towns and cities in Tokyo, which were close to the borders of the countryside. Why was the feedback profit more exaggerated than the good business intelligence point of Takeshita Tong?

Two months ago, he isolated his daughter far away from the PortMafia headquarters on the grounds of "joint responsibility for Dazai's defection and long-term rest".After finally finding time to rest for 10 minutes, the financial report sent by his subordinates dazzled him again.

Dazai and Mori Yuki were there before, and they solved many things by themselves, just submitting a report afterwards.Now one of the two external brains is running away and the other is on strike. Mr. Sen has to do the work of three people alone, and his hairline is moving up at an unbearable speed every day.

After so many years, the father has been spoiled by his own daughter.

Wiping his face, Mori Ogai buried his head in sobs: "Alice-chan...a lot of work...don't want to do it..."

The blond-haired and blue-eyed supernatural being was lying on the ground and drawing with its legs crossed. Hearing the wailing of the useless superhuman, the little girl curled her lips: "You deserve it, get out!"

"Don't be like this, my dear little princess is angry, and I'm also very sad!" He complained in a frustrated voice: "She doesn't even love me, she would rather love those who have no blood relationship with her." Man! I don't want it! I hate it!"

"Didn't you make this yourself? Have you ever loved her?" The supernatural life body gave his supernatural power user a knife, and Mr. Mori gasped: "I don't know how to love her. "

At the beginning, when Big Alice told herself that she was pregnant, the young Mr. Mori was at the darkest moment of being backstabbed for the first time in his life and the first trough in his career.He didn't have the heart to think about how to be a qualified father at all, his mind was full of how to seize the opportunity to recover and how to get revenge.When he was forced to leave the country, he still couldn't let go of big Alice, and even got a little annoyed by the unborn child at one point—if it wasn't for her, her mother wouldn't be so mentally fragile.Big Alice is just low-educated, and not stupid!In any case, it is not so easy to become insane.

He always thought that the child would stay forever in the blizzard of Brandenburg, but he didn't expect that the little life that was not expected would just struggle to grow up like a weed.

Now, the pressure has finally increased layer by layer, and even Mori Ogai has to bow his head and secretly regret it.

——It would be great if the father and daughter could get along in a relatively normal way from the beginning. I hope that the kid who stabbed him in the future will be lighter, at least lighter than stabbing the Zenyuan family.That family is now miserable to the point of counting the grains of rice into the pot. The key is that they still don't know where the problem lies.

If there is no deformed family inheritance, this harsh environment can make everyone work together to tide over the difficulties. Unfortunately, in the Chanyuan family, the stratification and division caused by strength will only make the situation worse.As the pillars, the magicians had to make concessions to support all the clansmen. The supporters could not see the efforts of the supporters, and they could only see that the rice in the bowl was getting less and less.Complaining to each other, many marginal branches have proposed to leave the family to seek a way of life on their own.For a big family that is used to living together, this is the real disaster.

At this time, the Zenyuan Zhibi remembered the words "business as usual" promised by Mori Yuki before he left, and he naturally asked PortMafia to ask the eldest lady of their family to come and take a look.Let's not talk about the loss-making business of ore speculation, at least the newly developed market can no longer fall into the hands.

After receiving the report, Mori Ogai directly called the patriarch of the Buddhist monastery, saying that her well-behaved daughter was sent to Kyoto and was brought back with injuries. Now you still want her to go to work hard for nothing?How can there be such a good thing in the world!For business needs, a team of professional lawyers will naturally take care of it. As for the eldest lady... the girl who was bullied to the point of retiring her marriage must have found a place with beautiful scenery and few people for vacation to heal her emotional wounds!

God fucking healed emotional wounds, Zenyuan Zhipi was so angry that he missed two meals in a row.

Even if he signaled the vassal family to recruit outsiders to go to Yokohama to provoke trouble, many experts who are familiar with the news on the road refused to accept the list about Miss PortMafia—her year-round reward is only a little bit higher than the youngest cadre of PortMafia in history. That's not counting the foreign share.

People don't care about trivial matters like being offered a reward, and no one dares to go deep into the tiger's den at the risk of angering PortMafia.

The era of blood spurting in the streets of Yokohama has not been too long. The good skills of the citizens in the hail of bullets are not new, and everyone's memory has not faded.

The so-called strong dragon does not suppress the local snake, the old-fashioned family that has lived in the capital for hundreds of years and has not moved its nest, finally tasted the slap of the new era, and the taste should be good.

"Hello, welcome~"

Ms. Mori with the limited edition new appearance is holding the tray, and she seems to be serious about business, but in fact, her attention is not diverted from the inner hall with a window behind her.Big Alice obediently sat inside and played with the piano newly bought by her daughter, melodious waltzes, humorous ballads, and cheerful ditties, which never stopped from morning till night.

She is still confused and unconscious, and has long forgotten "Rin Taro's sister".Occasionally little Alice would change into a men's suit to cheer her up, but more often she would wear a black-and-white apron attire to pretend to be a waitress--if it weren't for Father Denard, this was probably the best job she could get , if luck is not starved to death.

Don't mention how moist the days of a complete strike are.During the day, there is a fulfilling job that does not exceed the upper limit of physical strength, and the office closes on time at 08:30 in the evening.Lying on the bed, looking for a random book, falling asleep early at 09:30, and then waking up naturally, occasionally looking at the so many zeros in the account that can make the eyes cramp.

It can't be said that I am in a happy mood, but at least it is beautiful enough.

"I found a particularly unique pastry shop on the Internet. It's not too far from the school. Let's eat it today!"

The five teenagers who ran all the way from their hometown in Kyoto to Tokyo to go to school these days have become more and more self-indulgent, almost to the point where people hate dogs - three days after entering school, they pissed off all the seniors. I have to say, how to mess up interpersonal relationships On the one hand, he is really "talented".

However, it is such a guy whose appearance and personality are completely different from each other, but insists on patting his chest and insisting that he has a girlfriend who was poached from someone else, and he can't produce evidence such as a group photo.Everyone agreed that it was just that he didn't want to be hated by his seniors, so he said that on purpose. The gentlest singer-songwriter raised his hands and swore that he wouldn't believe that Gojo Gojo would have a girlfriend even if he was killed, so he was definitely saying that. daydream.

Xia Youjie was also looking at the reviews with his mobile phone: "Is this the store? The reviews said that the waitresses in maid skirts are very pretty, but they refused to take pictures. I think it would be the type I like."

The highest rated rating under the photo of the store signboard looks like this——

The refreshing singing and music, the sweet and fragrant cakes, and the sunny and bright smiling face of the hostess have made this remote pastry shop famous, and it has a tendency to compete with the Internet celebrity shop in Ginza, Shibuya. .The key point is that it is very self-willed: I don’t mention the expensive items, the takeaway boys who run errands are not allowed to enter, and the clerks are not responsible for the delivery. If you want to eat, you drive by yourself. There is no parking space and there is a limit on purchases. Tsundere did not do this dead.

The address was read to the supervisory assistant who was driving, and the screen of the flip phone was shut off with a snap.He coolly put away his fingers and turned his head to his new friend who was studying the map: "It's good to be close to the school. If you want to eat in the future, you can come here. Ah, run by yourself, don't bother me."

"Looking at it this way, it's really close. If you use 'Cang' to teleport back and forth, it won't take more than 10 minutes."

Gojo Satoru took a good look at the map, estimated the approximate direction and distance of the destination, closed the web page, and was full of anticipation for the next big meal: "Anyway, you don't like sweets, so I'll take your share."

On the unlit screen happened to be the back view of the singer of the MV that became popular recently.

"You changed the background again?" Xia Youjie didn't deny that the song was very good, and the girl who sang was a beauty from the back, but he expressed contempt for Wutiao's shameless flirtatious behavior: "Last time, it seemed to be that movie star. , it was changed too quickly."

"What is changing too fast, don't talk nonsense, this is my girlfriend!" Bai Mao yelled loudly, and the supervisory assistant sitting in front of the car couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.This child is completely different from the rumored one. He just listens to the conversation and doesn't look at people. He is just a lively and sunny boy.

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows, sneered and complained: "Hehe, then you have too many girlfriends."

"So you're just jealous of me, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" He deliberately dangled the phone in front of his friend while smiling cheaply: "Look, look~"

The back seat shook so violently that the supervisor assistant had to remind: "Mr. Wutiao, Mr. Xia You, please pay attention to your words and deeds!"

The eyes of the passers-by are not right!

Young people are playing and making noise, and the spring is just right.

"Here, it's here. You can leave work early, it's very close to the school, and we'll go back later."

Before Xia Youjie closed the car door, he smiled and greeted the supervisor assistant. The young man's purple eyes were clear and gentle, and he felt like a spring breeze just looking at him.

The supervisor's assistant slowed down his expression, and nodded to express his gratitude: "Since Mr. Xia You said so, then I am relieved, please return to school as soon as possible."

"You are very kind. Goodbye."

The teenager said goodbye to the supervisor very politely, and the latter left work early in a happy mood.Only Gojo Satoru, who had been waiting for a while, was full of impatience: "Isn't it alright? Why are you talking so much!"

Too many people have headaches and eye discomfort, just want to finish eating sweets and leave.

On the side of the road, there were many girls who had already passed by and wanted to look back and admire them. Xia Youjie smiled and said harshly through his teeth: "Please come up with some basic education that human beings should have, thank you."

"Hey."

Someone rolled his eyes without the burden of being an idol at all, and walked towards the pastry shop that suddenly became famous with long legs.

There is no queue here, and it is also a way of high consumption.You can come to order directly after you reserve a time slot online in advance, so the entrance is clean and tidy, and there is no long queue.The melodious and melodious piano music comes from the store, and the staff walking back and forth can be seen through the bright and clean floor-to-ceiling windows.

Wujo Wu lowered his eyes and went straight to the door of the pastry shop. His hand on the pull ring suddenly stopped, and Xia Youjie, who was following him, was blocked in his way: "What are you doing?"

"The business model here is mainly based on appointments. If you don't make an appointment, you will be kicked out!"

A girl next to her kindly reminded her, and the black-haired boy thanked her with a smile, and before he turned around to remind himself of his friend who had been tossing around, he murmured in a very dreamy voice: "Eh? See my girlfriend in there?"

Xia Youjie: "..."

Which punctuation mark do you think I believe you?

Gojo Satoru felt that he was wronged.

The girlfriend didn't leave a specific address or contact information, so she hailed a helicopter and walked away very coolly. He still feels a little dazed thinking about it now.

Since Yuki left Kyoto, he first had a hard struggle with his family, fought and fought, and almost used the method of hunger strike before finally being able to go to Tokyo to study. When he got there, he found that he had no time to go to Yokohama—— The Tokyo Higher School of Magic and Magic was established in a foolish way in the mountains in the northwest corner of Tokyo. It is even more rural than the countryside. It is as difficult to go out on weekdays as the local hero Shangluo in ancient times.Yokohama, on the other hand, happens to be located at the southern tip of Tokyo. This distance, coupled with the tortuous and complicated transfer process in the middle... For a "lady" who just got a private mobile phone not long ago, the challenge is no less than letting him go COS Nobunaga fought a battle of Sekigahara.

It would be fine if it's just inconvenient transportation. In fact, the school is basically a closed system, and students are not even allowed to leave the door except for occasional tasks.The principal is a good old man, but the teacher in charge of the grade is a very serious and responsible guy. Out of respect for the teacher, Gojo Satoru doesn't want to challenge his bottom line whenever he has nothing to do.

However, it was also the first time he had completely left Wutiao's house to go out alone at such a young age. In the first few days, he was... unavoidably overexcited.Then he became the No.1 in the Noctua Moth Zhengdao's perennial attention list, and won the unlucky label of "no matter what kind of pot can support it".

Finally, and most importantly, he has just entered school and has not yet learned the advanced skill of fishing.

——Considering the real level of most people, freshmen will not encounter any outrageous tasks. A training object for a super curse master.Nocturne Masamune will not be disrespected like someone more than ten years later, so Wutiao can't even get a long-distance exorcism mission, let alone apply to go to Yokohama to find a girlfriend. The teacher in charge didn't believe it at all!

——With Gojo Satoru's broken mouth, do you still want to have a girlfriend?What an international joke!

Yokohama is not a good place. If the young master of the Gojo family becomes a dog-beating meat bun and never returns, the Tokyo Conjuration High School cannot afford this responsibility. Of course, he will not let him go.

However, at this moment, the white-haired young man who can anger a circle of people with just one mouth has an extremely strong sense of disobedience. Even Xia Youjie, who has just become friends with him for a short time, can't help but sigh Half a step on the leg: "Wu, harassing others in public places can be punished. I don't want to be the one who has to call Teacher Ye Moth to ask him to go to the police station to get you."

"What are you talking about! That's my girlfriend, okay? We have an appointment to meet in Tokyo!" Gojo Satoru looked up and down at the image in front of him through the reflection of the glass door—the filth of the curse spirit No, the school uniform is well worn, the hair is not messy, there are no dark circles under the eyes of staying up late playing games, um, I am so handsome.

Xia Youjie: "...Did you unilaterally make an appointment with someone else? I also said that it was my childhood sweetheart's next-door neighbor. You have something in your mouth!"

Before he could make a move, his friend who instantly turned into a wild dog opened the glass door and rushed towards the long-haired girl who had been turning her back to them.Then, Xia You really heard the name of his childhood sweetheart next door neighbor.

"Yuki! You came here specially to wait for me~ I'm so touched!"