The supervisor does not die from a debt

The supervisor sits in his chair: "Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Suzusen who is healthy for everyone, and, uh...um, Tomono."

"Believe everyone... But, sure enough..."

Futaba muttered to himself there in a subtle voice, suddenly raised his head, looked at the supervisor, and lowered his head again.

"That's it... It's true. I should believe everyone, but even so, everyone is already so hard. If I am headstrong, I will be like before..."

The supervisor looked at Futaba seriously: "I don’t know what happened in the past, and I don’t think about it. But I know one thing. Instead of indulging in past failures or other things, it’s better to think about it. Think, what to do now."

"Reminiscing about the past will only regret failures and mistakes, not thinking about what to do now, how to prevent it. Instead, just closing your eyes, sealing your ears, relying on external objects to numb yourself, and giving up thinking is the worst. select."

The Futaba in front of her is not the same as the'Sakura Futaba' recognized by the supervisor. The suffering and past she has experienced may be beyond the imagination of the supervisor.But what she has shown now, refusing to face reality and stabilizing herself in a way, is absolutely wrong.

Everyone in the company actually understands this, but they can't do anything. They can only delay and find ways to make Futaba happy, and even try to keep a lot of things in the past, so that she can feel more at ease.

"When I first entered the company, the poisonous AI said that only by overcoming fear and understanding the unknown can the company continue... Well, it seems that a head of the group said the same."

"Everything we do is meaningful, as long as we keep moving forward, the road is ahead!"

Inwardly, the supervisor gave himself a vicious punch.

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Futaba sat there with her legs in her arms, and there was only a low buzzing sound of equipment running in the room. Other than that, there was no noise.

After a long time, she closed her eyes slightly and lowered her head as if extremely tired: "Ah...it is true, yes, I have been working hard, working in the wrong direction..."

"I have... I'm working hard, I'm desperate! The result is this end... I set up those programs, forced myself to deal with the sad information, and now I desperately want to deny it like this Help from others..."

"What the hell is this for...what should I do to be correct!"

The picture on the screen wall suddenly distorted a little bit, and the screen in Futaba's room also flickered, as if power was about to be cut off.

But soon, she seemed to return to normal: "I have been thinking,'This will be fine' and'Everyone will be happy if you do this,' but the result is obvious, no improvement at all, where nothing……"

"In this case, it would be nice to ask for help."

The supervisor sits in his seat with his hands in front of him: "It’s good for me, department heads, or Christina’s AI, which may be a bit useful. If you ask for help, brainstorming is better than alone Think there, is it much better?"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, pretending that it was just pouring water on his head, and continued to earnestly said: "All I can do is to keep working under any circumstances and ensure that employees can do their best Live to end the day's work."

"So, if you can't bear it and feel the need to vent. Or if you release all the accumulated pressure, a stable working environment and predictable errors are better than a real crisis, right?"

"... Indeed, that's true, but."

"It's nothing but, this is a rare opportunity, or you even hope that when more anomalies come, because you can't restrain your instability, the crisis has risen geometrically... Well, although it is a bit discouraged to say that now, But in fact, I am still not so good at management..."

The momentum accumulated by the supervisor completely dissipated because of this sentence, he scratched his head and sighed.

"At least, no matter what, I will try my best to help you. After all, this is my responsibility as a supervisor. Although it sounds arrogant."

The supervisor was inconsistent, sometimes very strong and sometimes very unconvincing, so Futaba couldn't figure out for a while whether he was sure or not.

But looking at the flying screen, the person who is constantly holding his head and racking his brains wants to talk to himself... But in fact, his introverted supervisor, Futaba faintly perceives that he and those supervisors before different places.

It is not a broad gentleness, nor is it innocent for everyone who wants to save, but a more essential thing with its own clear standpoint.

Futaba had seen this feeling in a person before, so she closed her eyes again and made a silent decision in her heart.

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PS4:...Be refreshed and try to write a little more, so today I can't plan a crit...

325. Whether intentionally or not, things are changing

However, it is a pity that the supervisor did not persuade Futaba to succeed today, or perhaps he succeeded, but he did not... well, express it immediately.

Because Futaba suddenly stood up: "Well, I understand, um... Director, I have an idea, but not now. Now I have something wrong and need to go out."

Then she ran away on her own, leaving only the supervisor in her room, staring at the scattered documents on the spot.

It seems a bit inaccurate to say that, because strictly speaking, the supervisor is still sitting in the office, and can only look at Futaba's room, the big screens start to flash inexplicably.

This feeling of thinking about things and starting to act on her own is indeed Futaba's right, but out of worry, the supervisor immediately left her residence and returned to the picture of the staff rest area.

But unexpectedly, she didn't see Futaba's whereabouts. Logically speaking, she should have been running not so fast... If there is a retrieval system in the rest area, it would be nice to be able to search for the person directly by name.

Circling back and forth through the rest area of ​​the employees, the supervisor can find nothing except for encountering a bunch of employees who are in the pastime to relieve the stress at work.

The supervisor hesitated for a while, and pulled the screen to Aoba’s psychological clinic, ignoring the employees who were wearing uniforms and running with huge backpacks behind them (they went out of sight), and wanted to see if Futaba had gone there. Here comes it.

However, it is still not here, but Aoba is standing at the door of her clinic rare, giving several people who are obviously new employees to remind them what to do today.When she noticed the supervisor appeared, Aoba waved her hand quickly and handed them the information she was holding.

Then send the employees away: "Supervisor, your work today is very smooth. We have got a lot of key information. Now we only need to compile the precautions into a book, and then give it to the employees to let them pay attention to the threat."

"Ah, thank you for your hard work. Actually, I'm... er, looking for Futaba, has she been here before?"

Aoba was stunned by the supervisor’s question. She looked around at the employees who were training, and then shook her head regretfully: "Sorry, I have been busy training here all the time, and I haven’t paid attention to it. But Futaba Miss will leave her residence on her own initiative. What have you done?"

It’s easy to misunderstand this?The supervisor hurriedly waved his hand: "No... I tried to solve it, or I wanted to help her, but maybe my method was not right... Futaba just said'I have an idea' and then ran out."

"Well—is that the case? Then, before then, did Miss Futaba show a very positive or emotional out-of-control feeling? Even for a moment?"

The supervisor suddenly remembered that Futaba seemed to do... so he nodded: "If it's right, there was a moment when just shouting, it caused a situation like voltage instability."

Later, I saw Aoba suddenly become nervous, and even on the 2.5-headed figure, there were several exclamation marks-but soon, she recovered.

"So... well, I understand. Things don't seem to be as bad as you thought. Your efforts have indeed produced results. But if you want to see the results of it, you have to wait for tomorrow. It."

With that said, Aoba picked up the work board hanging on the back waist and crossed out several items on it: "So, please take a good rest. Maybe tomorrow's work will be more difficult than expected? The same is true for not accepting new anomalies and opening new departments."

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After the meeting with Aoba, the supervisor wandered at the door of Lingxian Pharmaceutical for a while and found that she was still busy, and then slightly observed the various behaviors of the employees in the rest area for a while.

For example, Griffin, who is wearing headphones and having a large meal on a floor with various dining outlets — ah, a large meal, waits until the so-called'quality of life' penalty mechanism is over, the supervisor I feel I want to have a copy too.

But now I can only think about it.And tomorrow's work... Regardless of whether the supervisor's persuasion is successful, there may be some unpredictable variables.

The supervisor looked down at the stacked files on his desk and a pistol that could only fire "stimulus bullets". He only felt that there were still too few things that he could apply.

If you can work harder, such as exercising for a few hours a day, using more wages to strengthen your spirit or self-discipline, or even the so-called'source' strengthening, maybe it is more valuable?