The supervisor does not die from a debt

Having said that, Ling Xian stood up straight and adjusted the back of the supervisor's chair to the point where he could sit up... Although it was embarrassing to say it, the supervisor really didn't have much energy to move around except talking.

Regardless of the short duration of the previous training, according to the data released by Lingxian, he was actually using two special metal rods to fight a pile driver, and even just paid a little injury as assessed by the company. That's it.

What kind of minor injury is all the fractures of the whole body except the pelvis?

The supervisor originally intended to reprimand Ling Xian righteously for giving himself pocket money. Even in this era when resources depend on distribution and money is only used to calculate the distribution share, the supervisor himself is sitting upright and just wants to use himself. A decent man who makes money with his hands...

But the money is too much.

Seeing the one-digit increase in the balance directly, the supervisor was lost in thought.

"...So, department heads almost always do some side work during their breaks. In addition to performing their duties, they can also subsidize their families. Is this the reason?"

Forcibly restraining myself from breaking through the weak state, and directly hugging Ling Xian's thigh without letting go, the supervisor and Yan Yue asked.

"Your understanding is a bit biased, but the result is true. Department heads only want to maintain their own reasons or concerns, or continue to perform departmental functions before opening up to employees, but they can indeed receive part of their salary. In order to make yourself a better life."

Ling Xian suddenly opened a new window, she frowned and sighed after reading it.

"Well, your condition is very stable. Then take a short rest and eat something to fully recover... It's a pity that I wanted to wait for you to have dinner before leaving, but there are some things to deal with at the pharmacy. But to deal with it."

"It's okay, the pharmacy is more important, and I am not a serious injury patient, but the meticulous care makes me a little uncomfortable..." The supervisor hurriedly waved his hands. Although a little weak, it was really no problem.

Ling Xian picked up the things without any muddle, and put a coin on the supervisor's desk: "Then, I will leave first, and I will come back again after the matter is processed. Please take a good rest."

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When the mercury lamp had finished drinking and started to play with the teapot, the supervisor finally recovered almost--then grabbed the mercury lamp teapot and drank most of the pot of tea in one go.

"Haha... Sure enough, drinking a cup of hot water when you feel sick can be a lot better. Your Royal Highness, don't rush to get angry, I will clean it for you, and then make a new pot of tea for you. Say, how about an extra dessert for you later for dinner?"

"Huh, idiots who eat soft food, do they start spending arbitrarily when they have money? You are used to spending money. When you have no money, wait for something to happen."

Holding the tea cup in both hands, for fear that the supervisor would float the mercury lamp that he also took away on a whim, and made a disdainful sound-ah, of course, the promised dessert definitely counts.

Of course, there was no random cost, and the supervisor was still a little shaken. After taking out a little cookie from the drawer and stuffing it into his mouth, he zoomed the screen to see where the head of the disciplinary department—that is, where Hakuli Reimu is now.

If you want to say it, her level should be full of cells, with pale or withered arms sticking out of it, praying for forgiveness, and so on, that fits the name of the'Corruption Department', right?

Pulling the screen left and right, the supervisor feels a little confused... strange, could it be said that she, like Futaba, only does behind-the-scenes work and doesn't care about the allocated resources she receives?

This kind of doubt did not last long, because when the supervisor patrolled again, he saw that Reimu was wearing a rumpled suit, his protective gear and armed belt had not been removed, and he was sitting on a face at the intersection. On the small bench.

She hugged her arms and seemed indifferent to the staff coming and going, just like a retired concierge. There was a cup of tea on the table beside her, and the supervisor thought she might be able to sit here for the night.

When the screen was pulled over, the supervisor had intended to deliberately ignore the past, but a red sign appeared around the screen, indicating that she could not move—what did she do?!

"Today's work is over. What are you doing here? Except for the substation, there are only some basic living facilities nearby. There are no high-end hotels or pleasant living facilities."

The supervisor thought for a while, and ate a piece of biscuit: "Well... Strictly speaking, I am here to find you, Miss Reimu. It is better to say that every time I open a new department, I will contact the department head... Category."

"Looking for me, it doesn't matter, you have seen it, this is my job after work, in addition to dealing with some work in the disciplinary department, I just sit here, beware of trouble coming home, nothing more."

In the supervisor's imagination, the work location should be more decent, but in fact, it was Reimu of the concierge who said that indifferently, and then took a sip of tea.

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PS4:...I carry too many things, my muscles are sore... Okay, please ask for the blade, um...

740. People who can speak well, basically...

Reimu always feels light and breezy, but it doesn’t look like she’s completely indifferent to human fireworks, because during her conversation with the supervisor, several employees have passed by and handed over the documents by the way. Flip her through and sign it.

"The job is actually quite simple. According to the established rules and regulations, let people who make mistakes accept punishment and education measures, maintain the department, and then sit here and wait for things to come."

Picking up the pancakes brought by the staff on the table, Reimu ate it casually, and then unfortunately found that the tea had been drunk...So after dropping a new document on the table and pressing it with a teacup, Reimu Stand up and pat the clothes.

"Rather than the Corrections Department, you should probably pay more attention to other departments. Because I have nothing to say about management order. By the way, I would like to help contact the employees of the combat function and ask them to go to the Training Department or the Security Department for training. That's it."

The picture follows Reimu and enters the depths of this area. The supervisor finds that the surrounding environment is constantly changing-the dull and humming huge equipment is decreasing, while ordinary residences and some relatively simple living facilities are constantly changing. increase.

Maybe she really, like Futaba, is a job that only manages the department that she needs to maintain. She doesn't care about making money, right?

Reimu finally stopped in front of a small single-storey house, which seemed to be at a distance from other people around...but it was not too far away. The distance from the houses on the left and right was only about two roads wide.

The supervisor took the cleaned teapot and put it on the table without any odor. While carrying the warm kettle, while cooperating with the movement of the mercury lamp, he placed the black tea strainer on the teapot.

"You just said that training combat employees...is it possible that employees can also be trained to fight against anomalies without relying on anomalous arms?"

The interior of the house in the picture is unusually monotonous, and the only thing that makes people care about it is probably the tatami mats covered with the ground, and the brackets that hung an iron pot in the corner of the room.

Reimu took out his kettle from the kitchen and weighed it up: "Yes, no. Because this is a very complicated situation, it's impossible to explain in a few words."

She sighed: "Moreover, I won't give me extra money for consulting you. I didn't have any income. It's too much trouble to waste my tongue and say something outside of work."

Hmm... What is the situation where there is no income?

"It means it literally. The payer thinks that every time I get the money, I spend it all, so he doesn't pay the pay at all, and it's just a living ration."

So what you drink is not even tea, but white water?!

"Huh? How is it possible, and this kind of extraneous matter is nothing. As long as the work at hand is completed, the boundary is not crossed, and the stability of one's own characteristics is maintained, living in this company will be more comfortable and there is nothing to complain about."

Reimu took the supervisor back to the beginning of the screen, and filled her teapot with hot water. By the way, the supervisor also just prepared the mercury bulb for tea and handed her a sugar cube by the way.

She sat back in the chair and stared at the supervisor with her arms folded: "In short, the disciplinary department is like this. I will tell you how far this place can be when the technology opens tomorrow. However, some things are not cheap. Don't use it casually."

It’s so mysterious, shouldn’t it be a one-click to speed up employees super, double-click the magic button to escape abnormal collective death...

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In short, chatting with Reimu is actually quite enjoyable. Although she is always lacking in interest and looks like she can't lift herself up, and she often has to deal with documents submitted by employees who come to her specifically, she always uses her own methods. Tell the supervisor that he provides the answer to the question.

There was an incredible affinity, and it was very relaxing to chat with her... and even said that there was nothing to eat other than the crepes delivered by the staff on her table, and the supervisor also gave her some extra snacks.

Such behavior seemed to fit Reimu's hobby. She did not decline, but continued to talk to the supervisor about some less core topics.

For example, explain the technology provided by Tianhui, or complain about Christina-this point must be emphasized, because Reimu, like the supervisor, is very dissatisfied with Christina's way of doing things.

"Obviously, I'm working on probing, and I get a better result, but I'm called to be a gorilla. It's personally unhappy, right?!" This is the supervisor.

"Obviously, I drank two more glasses, but the next day I took a shot and suppressed an anomaly. It actually deducted my salary for six days. That AI is totally unreasonable, isn't it?" This is Reimu.