The supervisor does not die from a debt

"That's not possible, brother...Although it's a bit weird, a lot of experimental samples are needed for general use or testing, and the structure is not complicated. The company can think of ways to imitate it, um..."

Futaba said, closing the notebook.Put the sample on the outstretched mechanical arm in time, and then pushed the glasses: "So, don't be nervous, I won't take away the collections for the supervisor, that's it!"

"So, forget it."

Without saying that, the supervisor continued to lower his head to deal with the documents, intending to finish it quickly, and when he was able to pull Futaba together to overcome the difficulties, Chino also pulled the chair and sat on the other side of the supervisor.

"In the store today, I heard all the employees say... The supervisor's job assignments are very powerful, as if there are several people working at the same time.

The problem is not multi-line operation, and fortunately there is no small map, otherwise the supervisor will probably regard himself as dead at work.

Three people handle the remaining work together, and the efficiency is more than three times that—for example, Futaba can be used as five people by one person, and Chino, regardless of her usual softness, actually works faster than the supervisor.

So when the supervisor moved his wrist and finished the content that should be entered, he found that the two on the left and right had already begun to fiddle with the work board with many functions that the supervisor envied.

The work board is actually a touch display that can map many functions and can even be controlled by thinking sensors when necessary-however, it is not provided to the supervisor.

However, the Mercury Lantern suddenly stood up and walked to Tomono. Under her somewhat suspicious gaze, Tomono said something in a low voice, while Tomono tilted his head in confusion: "A clockwork...? I thought, Miss Mercury Lantern woke up unexpectedly, she didn't expect to need this kind of motivation...Uh, I see..."

Jumping off the chair, Tomino walked around the table to look for the clockwork key in the box. The supervisor stretched a long waist, then touched the mouse, and after Bell dodges his clicks twice, he chose to give up and open instead. You can directly join the employee training bureau's game of putting people on a hook as a barbecue.

Ling happily showed herself in the upper left corner of the screen, pretending that she was actually playing the game.

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"Will this... be better? If you think the speed is too fast, tell me..."

When Chino took the clockwork key and poked it into the hole behind the mercury lamp and turned it gently, he asked this carefully, but the mercury lamp just waved his hand, indicating that it didn't matter.

In the imagination, or the supervisor's imagination, the picture of the puppet's strange changes when it was wound did not appear, so that he was a little disappointed... But soon, under the provocation of an employee, the supervisor immediately cleared his mood , Planning to hang him up and whip the corpse.

However, just for a short while, the Mercury Lamp suddenly raised her head, and she frowned: "It's not right...it shouldn't be like this. Stupid human, come and wind me up."

"Before asking others to do something, say that it is a basic skill. Wait a moment, I'm going to die soon... Let's die!"

The employee raised the knife and fell on the street. The supervisor happily picked up the prey and turned her head after hanging her on the hook. He saw the mercury lamp's fingers stretched out. It seemed that he was planning to wash his face with feathers, but he held back. To maintain his demeanor but couldn't hold his face, he waved his hand.

"Okay, okay, just joking, the work is already so stressful, it is troublesome to care too much about the etiquette... Turn over and let me try."

Let the mercury lamp kneel and sit down with his back to him. The supervisor pulled out the key to take a look. After finding that there was no special change, he plugged it in again and rotated it according to the feeling of yesterday. After only a few laps, it felt obvious. The sense of blocking.

"So... is that counted as good?"

The mercury lamp did not speak. She waited silently for the supervisor to remove the key, then stood up and nodded slightly, then walked to the table, seemingly intending to adjust her mentality.

After solving these problems, the supervisor rubbed his fingers, and then moved his shoulders: "Well, let’s not talk about those things first, and don’t worry about any abnormal work. Who will play two games with me? I promise not to use pink food first. People and demons, you can choose which ones to choose from."

This time, Futaba, who has made great progress and feels full of self-confidence, and Tomono, who has consulted employees on how to play video games, and even practiced secretly, feels that he has a great advantage.

It's like being given five pieces in a game of Go, how can you lose with such a huge advantage-no matter how powerful the supervisor is, he is just a mortal!

After dozens of minutes, Futaba was lying on the table, while Chino was slightly bulging his cheeks, holding a slightly deformed manipulator in his hand. On the computer monitor, the trainer used by the supervisor who can operate three avatars, Zheng Celebrate with absolute victory.

"Brother, I have never thought about relaxing the bottom line of the game a little bit in front of a girl! Just victory cannot bring understanding and happiness!"

Futaba was lying on the table with his palms upright, pretending to be a great preacher, the supervisor shook his head: "Either go all out or entertain the end. In fact, going all out is the real attitude of the game-as long as you don't have evil ways. It’s fun to fight with people upright."

Obviously he felt that something was wrong, but he said too righteous words, so even the slightly angry Tomo nodded convincingly-although this set of rhetoric was used by the supervisor not long ago, let me say it again. Still so effective.

"Huh? It's just a bullying of a beginner. What a dignity, at least you have to get two hands."

However, Mercury Lamp didn't think so...Well, because she didn't know that the supervisor used her foot to beat two, the supervisor did not hand over the handle.

612. All difficulties and obstacles must be eliminated!

Of course, in the end, the supervisor chose a game where he could have fun and cooperate together to break through the level, and had a happy time-even because the game looked so fancy that the mercury lamp looked at the screen without blinking.

Although the doll can blink, it is unnecessary... right?

It wasn't until the night came that the supervisor put down the controller a little bit reluctantly: "Oh... I always feel that the time to be salty is too short, if I can have more opportunities to rest."

He thought for a while: "It's like taking a day off after first comforting Chino before, but unfortunately the company doesn't seem to have a holiday?"

Futaba stretched a long waist, and lost her coat because she wanted to play a game. She was wearing a sleeveless shirt at this time. She unscrupulously put the smooth underarms and the back of the waist straight. The chest was shown in the supervisor's eyes.

But to be honest, the supervisor's first concern was that her seemingly muscular arm was able to carry all kinds of heavy equipment-but think of Chino, it seems that this setting can be accepted.

"Well... the game is over, the work is finished, Futaba feels very good and full of energy! It is a wise choice to come to see my brother every day!

Futaba lowered his hand, put the controller back into the box, and then picked up the notebook and a small package of collected feathers... Although it seems that the sample has been submitted, it seems that there is no problem collecting another copy by himself.

Then he jumped out of the chair, turned to Tomano and hugged her and rubbed her: "Hmm...Xiao Tomano is also very comfortable, but it is a pity that I will stop here for today. I have to rest for tomorrow's work!"

Chino probably got used to being basically an acquaintance and couldn't help but come up and hug her for a while, so he just blinked and waited for Futaba to let go of himself, and picked up a basket of oranges from under the table.

"Um... this is today's share, can't you throw it away? This is what Miss Rabbit prepared for Miss Futaba..."

Obviously, Futaba's expression became more sluggish, and she even planned to drive off for a while, but thought that even if she ran away, she would be sent directly to her room... She pursed her mouth and took the basket.

"Wow, it's heavy! It feels so much...what should I do if I can't finish it..."

If you can't finish it, it will turn into orange juice or orange lunch. In short, there must be a way to consume them all... The supervisor guarantees that he consumes excessive oranges every day, and does not intend to share it.

The end result was that Futaba was a little sad and left with a basket of oranges. The office became quiet again, and even the piano sound stopped.

The image of the employee rest area on the screen wall has also changed to a dim background, with digital time, reminding the supervisor all the time that today's work has been completely completed, and it is necessary to rest and wait until the next day.

"Oh...it's time to rest, let me think about what else I haven't done. Wait, it seems that something is really going on. Tomono, go wash first, I'll come later."

Tomano blinked when the supervisor said that.After locking the work board, he ran to the changing room to take out the pajamas, then tied his hair and walked into the shower room lightly-now, only the supervisor and the mercury lamp are left.

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"Ahem, I said your Royal Highness Mercury..."

The supervisor was interrupted by the mercury lamp before she finished speaking. She frowned and asked with some dissatisfaction:

"I've cared a lot before, why do you call me that?"

It’s not a secret. The supervisor is sitting on a chair with a stack of documents in his hands: “Look, isn’t mercury just mercury? Then I vaguely remember that many people like to call you Lord... ahem, this word can’t be said. Anyway, it's a mercury lamp, it can be pronounced one less word, and it's still playful."

"Is that the reason for being so boring... It's really boring than imagined-what do you want to do?"

The supervisor sighed withdrawing his hand: "Then what, I remember to follow the setting... Ah, of course, not now, but in the setting I remember, you should also need to go back to the box to rest before you can recover?"