The supervisor does not die from a debt

Chino crossed Futaba, looked at the screen behind her, and then said seriously: "When necessary... well, rest is also very important... You seem to have forgotten to eat dinner again, which is not good. Although the department head will not get sick... …But if you are always hungry, your health and mental state will decline."

"Hmm... I see, I'm a little hungry... I remember, there are still some snacks."

When Futaba got out of the chair and was about to open the refrigerator, she smelled a very good smell. She immediately turned her head and saw that Chino had trot back to the kitchen, and the fragrant smell came from there.

"It smells good, it's something I like..."

Subconsciously leaning over, Futaba found that besides Tomano who was heating the food, there was also a quadcopter with a monitor in the kitchen.

It's the supervisor, although he is not paying attention here at all, but looking at the screen on his desk seriously...what game seems to be playing?

Have fun playing games...?

The supervisor's expression changed suddenly, and he seemed to be a little frustrated typing on the keyboard, probably lost?

Thinking about this, Futaba sat at the dining table, keeping his attention on the supervisor's side, trying to analyze what difficulties he encountered.

After Chino served her reheated food that still exudes a tempting fragrance, he subconsciously wiped his hands with an apron: "Eat it while it is hot... If it is cold, the taste will deteriorate."

"Hmm..."

Perceiving that she is paying attention to the supervisor, Tomano tilted her head and looked at the screen: "The supervisor...is entertaining, although I don't quite understand, why would someone continue to torture themselves to play games..."

"Torture?"

"Well, yes... the supervisor has been talking to himself, stuck in one place for ten minutes, twenty minutes, and half an hour, repeating the same behavior continuously... This is really playing..."

Probably only people who are used to focusing and working hard to accomplish a goal can understand this kind of entertainment.

Futaba moved quickly to eat, occasionally choking up because of eating too fast, just wait for a while, Panasonic in clear soup, and then continue to repeat this behavior.

"You can't eat so impatiently... It's better to chew slowly, otherwise your stomach will feel uncomfortable later? That... By the way, Ms. Futaba, do you want to take a rest later? Director and I, that ...Some want to chat with you."

Futaba's eating movement stopped, she looked at her still full of thoughts, as if she was going to be stuck in this level of supervisor, and then kept that look and looked at Chino.

"Yes, no problem, anyway, I'll lie down later, and it’s okay to reduce my sleep time a bit, um, it’s okay."

Almost thinking that he was going to be rejected, Tomano squinted his eyes happily, and moved his hands diligently to bring more food to Futaba-enough to feed three Futaba.

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PS: Thanks to Isaac Newton, rectangular wavelength x2, GLLNAx30 for the rewards~Thanks to the rectangular wavelength 588 and Akule’s 588~Thanks to Shemeiwan for the 1688 reward~Thanks to the long songxing for the reward!

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292. In subtle changes, people will change, right?

When the supervisor finally passed a platform jump level that did not have any footholds in the middle to adjust himself, and was completed by a series of operations throughout, he subconsciously pressed the timer applet.

It was about five seconds slower than before, and this happened in a level with such a low fault tolerance rate, which only shows that the supervisor's skills have indeed regressed.

Although in the company now, this ability may be useless... But if the supervisor insists on rebuilding exercises, how long will it be useful?

In the picture on the screen wall, Futaba had already exaggerated the food that seemed to be piled higher than her head and wiped it out. He was sipping the tea prepared by Tomino, and by the way, he whispered thanks to Tomino...

It is better not to tell her that all the money for shopping should be paid by the supervisor.

After finding the save point, the supervisor closed the game and hesitated for a while, but didn't know what to say-how to say it, and immediately asked, "How are you doing?"Is there something wrong?Do you feel okay?"Something like Futaba immediately exploded in place.

Therefore, it is the right way to be skillful, step by step, and without Futaba's ability to detect it, to let her tell herself the reason for her recent abnormal state.

So the supervisor sorted out his thoughts, tried to make himself look kind and amiable, and then asked in as gentle a tone as possible: "Futaba, you seem to be a little absent-minded recently. Is it because you are too tired at work?"

——This is probably the end of a dead house that is not good at communicating with people, and forcibly pretends to be the end of a dead house that I know well.

Even Chino couldn't stand it, turning her head slightly to cover her mouth, looking at Futaba from the corner of her eyes very worried, for fear that she suddenly could not think about it and lifted the table, or immediately disconnected from the supervisor.

As a result, Futaba just froze for a while as if the power was cut off, and then opened his eyes slightly, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) "

In order to express that she was okay, she pushed her glasses, and then reached out and rubbed Tomano's little head-the latter lowered her head slightly, letting her stroke it a little harder.

"Look, I have no problem, whether my body is good, my heart is good, I am very healthy, and I can complete my work without any problems, so don't worry about me."

"Mmm..."

Rubbing his head so hard, even Tomono accidentally groaned in protest, Futaba hurriedly stopped, and then looked back at the supervisor (at least the screen), and said so.

The supervisor pulled the collar uncomfortably, although he said he had to be euphemistic or not noticed.But his exit is a straight ball, and now he is comforted in reverse...

No, in fact, Futaba was also trying to convince herself that as long as a slightly observant person could tell, she was actually quite wrong.

Whether it's because you have been so concerned about your work that you completely ignore your own situation, or you often almost refuse to communicate with people other than your own work, or you subconsciously repeat that you are fine, it is already a problem in itself.

But the current situation is that no matter what others say, Futaba has already subconsciously denied. She hopes that she can behave more normally, or... she is afraid that she will cause trouble to others and cause worse things to happen.

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The supervisor really wouldn't reassure others. Even if Zhi Zhi was on the sidelines to help him, until the end, he could only talk to Futaba with little nutrition, which had something to do with work, but he failed to touch on the core issues.

When chatting with the supervisor, Futaba seemed to be a little positive, perhaps because the supervisor always asks something she is very good at, while other people in the company will never ask.

For example, how to use ce to find addresses and then make data changes within the range, etc.... Hearing Zhinai feels dizzy.

For Futaba, this is as simple as drinking water. For the supervisor, he can only smack his tongue secretly...Although he usually doesn't touch the things that Futaba has expanded to read, the supervisor is more or less. Contacted because of previous work.

For example, unpacking the game, or changing the software and hardware to change the startup speed of the game, etc. He has tried everything to speed through.

Even before Futaba was very sleepy and was about to fall asleep, she still stumbledly stated that if the supervisor needed it, she could even help the supervisor turn the so-called disk-reading thing into a timely response, etc.

Other programmers' series?

In the end, Futaba ate all the extra snacks in such a relaxed environment, without thinking about how to make a work plan, just chatting.

Then, because he was too full to eat, and he was already close to the limit of his activity, he just fell asleep on a chair holding a teacup.

Tomino sighed silently, and put the things on the table away lightly and put them in the sink: "Supervisor...that, I can only stop here today, Miss Futaba is very tired... Then just leave it to me. ..."

The supervisor scratched his head, and very embarrassedly covered the notebook: "Thank you, but the result is still...... Oh, forget it, take it slow.

"Well, don't be too impatient... Director, I'm also paying attention to Miss Futaba. By the way, Miss Ling Xian said, today you'd better go to the drugstore, she has something to say, this way..."

Tomono carried Futaba'hey', and after leaving this sentence, he moved cautiously and unshakably carrying Futaba to her studio or bedroom.

As for the supervisor, he was sitting in the office, looking at the tableware that had been automatically cleaned, thinking for a long time, then sighed, zoomed the screen, and left Futaba's residence.

Then straight to the other side, passing the rest time after work, walking around in the rest area, or employees chatting with colleagues, to Lingxian's pharmacy.