The supervisor does not die from a debt

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"As long as it's data, it's absolutely handy. There is nothing you can't do with Futaba. Join us!"

As he jumped out of the elevator, Futaba landed in a very strange posture, and then immediately rushed to the supervisor, stretching out his sinful hands and constantly kneading his face.

"This touch... This is just right and a bit flexible... It's really brother, oh, it seems to feel better than before..."

Futaba said so, but his eyes widened, for fear of missing any detail, so as not to miss the eye-and because of her behavior, the supervisor's expression became very strange, ridiculous and funny.

As a result, sitting on the side, looking at Futaba Shiwei, Tomono couldn't help but accidentally laughed.

"Wait...Wait, why do you want to confirm this!"

When the supervisor seized the opportunity to inquire, Futaba then stopped temporarily and replied solemnly: "Because, my brother was injured very badly before. We must confirm whether it was replaced with artificial skin, alloy bones, artificial organs, etc., Something terrible."

Just listening is terrible, and the supervisor himself is starting to worry!

Not only that, the supervisor felt that on his shoulders, another pair of relatively soft and slender hands came up. Without even thinking about it, Tomono must have also become worried.

"No, no, Ling Xian promised me that he didn't use anything excessive..."

The supervisor also began to be unsure. Maybe Lingxian secretly replaced him with artificial breathing lungs, two hearts or eight stomachs, but because it was unnecessary, there was no need to say it.

Seeing the supervisor sitting there all sorts of awkwardness, Futaba finally laughed. She held her earphones so as not to fall to the ground: "Don't worry, brother's body data, I am always updating, um, anytime. "

Is this worrying at any time?

After making a fuss for a while, Futaba cleverly sat on the chair he prepared for him. After turning on the laptop, he saw the supervisor constantly patrolling the rest area of ​​the company. He also asked with some confusion: "What is my brother looking for? What am I the best at finding someone?"

With a subtle expression, the supervisor continued to touch her waist: "Uh...I'm looking for Lingxian. Usually she should be in the drugstore. If she finds her family member in the drugstore, she can ask where Lingxian has gone. But today, she seems to have nowhere. See it?"

"Oh..."

Futaba's fingers tapped gently on the keyboard, and the picture on the screen wall changed rapidly, constantly zooming in and out, shifting the area, the whole picture jumped, causing the supervisor to rub his eyes with some discomfort.

However, the effect is remarkable. When the screen stops again and automatically zooms in to follow, the supervisor sees that Ling Xian is sitting in the third floor area, a place full of holographic information flow, and a public place for employees to rest is opened. The seating area is on the bench.

In front of her, there is a supervisor who is quite familiar and is often keen to give away personal heads, but the more troublesome employees who have failed her in the past two days.

If I remember correctly, she seems to be calling Olegana?All kinds of aspects are more headaches.

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PS:...It turned out to be late for dinner...ah, it should be fine...

491. There are some things, it's better not to ask the details?

However, from the screen, Lingxian was only visiting the doctor on a voluntary basis, and happened to meet the other person here.By the way, Olegana was given a medical examination, and after asking her to leave with a medicine list, Ling Xian subconsciously stretched her waist, then turned her head cleverly, as if she saw the supervisor through the screen wall.

"Supervisor, do you want me for anything?"

It doesn’t need to be like, she just found out... But it’s no wonder, after all, the supervisor has already zoomed the picture on the screen wall to the square here. If you want to say, on the opposite side, the supervisor substitute who has the lens and should do very carefully. It should have been discovered long ago.

After scratching his head, the supervisor thought for a while and said, "I wanted to find Aoba because she is better at psychological problems... But for Ling Xian, there should be a good medicine for mental illness, right?"

"In detail, there are, but they all have some limitations and possible side effects. Moreover, it is necessary to see the patient to confirm which drug should be provided."

Ling Xian sat upright on the bench, with a rather large and thick box under his feet that looked like a multifunctional toolbox.

However, it was sprayed with a conspicuous white color, Lingsen's department mark, and a conspicuous red text "No Touch" and other warnings.

"If the message I got is not wrong, what you want to ask about should be the situation of [White Tyrant]? But in fact, everyone has something about the report you submitted..."

Ling Xian thought for a while, the detachable bunny ears on her head swayed, and then she found a suitable word: "Fantasy? This word was earlier, and related content has been destroyed... In short, it is very Fantasy."

From the perspective of others, it's like a fantasy novel.

"Ha, ha ha ha...Is that so? I think it's pretty good, at least the result is pretty good. Otherwise, no matter how long it has been, we won't know it. In fact, it is not the personal wish of [White Tyrant]... What?"

"It's more than that."

Suddenly, Ling Xian stood up carrying the box: "If you didn't think of such an observation method, but chose to protect yourself and sacrifice your employees every time you work to prevent the other party from fleeing, it will only make things worse."

"Whenever she thinks it's not safe outside, she believes in her anomalous concept more firmly, making it grow and eventually reach the point where it may be difficult for the company to contain it... Even if it is only based on model comparisons, this possibility is not impossible. exist."

Is it so dangerous?The supervisor looked at Futaba incredulously. The latter held his glasses and nodded seriously... Futaba was so sure, it was true.

Fortunately, the supervisor solved this problem by mistake, and then only need to work on it carefully and carefully to maintain a relatively good working standard.

"Then the answer ends here. Supervisor, please take a good rest. Starting tomorrow, you will have to face a new physical training program. Before that, I hope you can adjust your mentality, because every activity means It has meaning."

After saying this, Ling Xian carried the box and prepared to leave.However, the supervisor suddenly became curious-by the way, he ignored the training that might come tomorrow and made him feel painful.

"Do I need to bring so many things for a voluntary visit? It usually seems to be just a small bag... right?"

The supervisor's question caused Ling Xian to pause for a while, and she lowered her head in trouble, letting the small bag on the other side of her body appear on the screen.

"This is the material for the visit, I have taken it with me. As for this..."

She shook the toolbox in her hand and replied with ease: "This is Miss Hui Ye. She wants to experience the experience we had before coming to the company for a long time, so just bring it out by the way, don't care."

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After Ling Xian left, the supervisor remembered. He suddenly looked at Chino, gestured to her a few times, then turned to look at Futaba, and after a while, he looked distressed.

"Such a box is probably a little too small for Chino to squat in. If it's Futaba, it probably won't fit in, right?"

"Brother, are you saying that I am too fat!"

Tactfully, he found the part of the supervisor's words that violated the peace, and Futaba pretended to rush toward him. After seeing the supervisor waving his hand in a panic, he sat back with a smile.

After this, Chino came to a sense of hindsight. She puffed up her cheeks and held the book to the supervisor: "Could it be that, do you think...I am too young..."

"Uh, uh, no, nothing like that, it's just that Tomono looks small and very cute, and he must have matured psychologically, but Tomono is fine, um, yes, that's it."

The increasing strength on his arm made the supervisor quickly raise his hand to surrender, but his heartfelt compliment still made Chino happy, and even his usual facial expressions were slightly softer.

But I still didn’t explain how it was packed in such a small box... The supervisor recalled that in the wall of the screen, the girl who always adhered to a certain kind of elegant behavior, seemed to be a very well-educated girl .

She should be about the same size as Ling Xian.

It may be slender and thin, but it is definitely on par with Futaba——

Looking again at Futaba, who was typing on the keyboard earnestly, as if he was not worried about it being damaged, the supervisor secretly nodded inwardly. Well, the capital is not enough for Futaba.

At this moment, a circle appeared in front of the auto-playing CG animation that appeared on the computer monitor, and then the little head of the bell poked out from below: "Oh... the work is finally over. If you can take a vacation, it will be fine. Just like Hongmiao, you can just ignore the company's changes and enjoy your vacation--"