The supervisor does not die from a debt

Among them is hack and slash, which is very balanced.

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With some headaches, he took pictures of the black feathers on his body, and then helped Aoba who had been drinking in a trance to pick off the feathers in his hair.

The supervisor stomped his feet and didn’t care about the puppet who was sitting on the table and leaning on a pile of papers and fell asleep—yes, it really fell asleep like he was dead—but looked at the man with even more headache. Feathers of the earth.

This guy is not from the Ember Dragon, no matter how Mao launches it, he won't be bald. If Zhi Na comes to see this situation later...I guess he will be exhausted.

I felt a little hungry after touching my stomach. The supervisor decided to give up those messy thoughts and eat dinner before talking. At this time, anna also went to do her own business. The bar in the screen wall looked a bit lively today, those employees Our words become denser.

"Wake up, Aoba? You drank almost two catties, is that okay?"

Shaking Qingye, she has already untied the ribbon on the neckline because of the heat, and by the way, she took off half of her sleeve from her jacket. She looked like a sophisticated office worker with shabby edges. She turned her head in confusion, and then put the cup The rest of the wine was drunk.

"Haha! Huh? Supervisor...Shall we change another restaurant to drink again... Today's salary is still a lot! Just change one, don't worry, I'm fine!"

The problem is big, OK? I have forgotten where I am, just remember to drink it.

The supervisor hesitated for a while, but didn't stop her from drinking it, and instead poured herself a glass: "Why hasn't dinner come yet... I feel a bit too hungry, forget it, don't talk about it, and drink it."

The result of this kind of thinking is that when Nepujiya's carefully cooked dinner is delivered to the table, the supervisor and Aoba are drinking while punching, and even add two more after drinking one bottle.

So the exquisite vegetable-wrapped meat rolls and the crispy fried pork cutlets that were just right in the dinner were stuffed into the mouth by the supervisor without any taste.

When Chino took care of the family affairs and entered the supervisor’s office, he saw that the supervisor was holding a huge hamburger with both hands—smoked sausage, a lot of cheese, and a generous beef burger. It was eaten with an astonishing momentum.

Next to him, Aoba was holding a wine glass, watching the supervisor perform the technique of'finishing a burger within X mouth' with confused eyes, while cheering on him while continuing to pour wine into his stomach.

At this time, it’s better not to get close. Although the supervisor can’t see it, or can only see it when the armed forces are abnormal, the “traits” from Aoba, those pale golden gaseous abilities are permeating the office, giving the supervisor not Intermittent incentive effect.

The feedback from this effect is that the supervisor has the courage to challenge some things that he has not dared to do before, can respond with a positive and progressive mentality, and can even do his best to complete certain tasks.

Hmm... Isn't it not good to use it here?Chino tilted his head and saw the black feathers everywhere on the ground. He decided to go around them first and clean up the hygiene.

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PS: Thank you Huayin for your reward~

PS4: ...I started to live a regular life recently, and I feel energetic-it's worse, what the hell is it because I want to sleep all day...Ah, forget it, ask for a ticket!

772. If you can say it, you will say it, if you cannot say it, you will not say it

Just like the "Blood Test" series, when people just want to immerse themselves in pleasure and refuse obligations, they will begin to distort their own form and rush to escape.

When the supervisor woke up, he saw Chino holding the work board with some worry and staring at him from the side. He scratched his head with embarrassment, but felt that his stomach was swollen... What is the situation? ?

"That... Actually, Director, you ate all the dinner... Fortunately, Miss Aoba finally drank to the limit, and then stopped giving you the motivational effect... Otherwise..."

Chino said this peacefully, and handed a cup of steaming tea to the supervisor. He rubbed his hands on his clothes before taking it, and then took a sip—withdrawing the preface, drinking some hot tea is indeed good for him, at least this This feeling of holistic comfort is not fake.

"I feel better, where did Aoba go? I remember she seemed to--" The supervisor turned her head, so there is no need to ask.

Aoba was holding the huge wine bottle, curled up on the chair, falling asleep disheveled, looking like an insecure posture.

"That, please don't blame Miss Aoba...Although she was given a day's rest, it is obvious that some fatigue can not be relieved by simply rest... However, according to the results of the examination, as long as you play with you, Miss Aoba's condition will be much better!"

What? I didn't know when I turned on the strange ability of standing by at the resting place, and the friendly forces within the range recovered speed +1?

The supervisor shook his head. The feeling of drunkenness was gradually disappearing. He grabbed the mercury lamp on the table: "This guy has a bad drinking capacity. He fell asleep after drinking less than half a sip. Can you help her? Wash her or something. of."

After receiving the mercury lamp with a smile, Tomino frowned slightly. She was also quite dissatisfied with the smell of alcohol coming from the doll... Then she took out a set of ultra-small costumes from the small box she brought.

"This is in my spare time... for the watermark lady, supervisor... what do you think?"

To be honest, it’s a bit like a miniature version of Chino’s coffee shop uniform, so the supervisor gave a thumbs up: “It’s great. Wash her up and put it on. Later this troublesome doll will wake up and have to explain it seriously, so speed it up. Action, it’s best to throw her into the washing machine and dry it directly."

"You can't treat Miss Mercury Lantern so badly..." Tomono puffed his cheeks sullenly, cleverly holding the sleeping (not dead) Mercury Lantern into the bathroom.

Then, the supervisor touched his stomach, feeling that he still hadn't eaten a little bit, or it was a little regretful... Then he saw that there was still a rectangular jar on the table that hadn't been opened.

After reaching out to open it, a rich and sweet smell poured out from the inside. The supervisor was stunned, and the dining spoon was poked before confirming that it was a cheese and cream baked rice to fill the stomach.

The toasted soft cheese is pulled out of long silk threads. The steaming baked rice and the sandwiched cream between the cheese have a slightly sour flavor, which makes the manager who has just finished drinking and is slightly dizzy and has a big appetite. open.

Even though the whole is sweet and glutinous and delicious, the special production method and the rich ingredients inside make the supervisor completely unwilling to stop the spoon, so that when Tomino comes out of the shower in the cute hooded pajamas, he just happens to put the whole porcelain pot Eat everything inside.

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The mercury lamp was not a big problem, so she sent her suit through the robotic arm to the Nepujiya family... who was very good at handicrafts, and the supervisor carefully looked at the new clothes Shimo Tomino put on.

"There is no sense of disobedience to wear, but why is it the same blue uniform as Chino you. Ah, I didn't mean it's not good-looking, I just asked."

Tomino blinked, "Because, only my uniform has many accessories... so I can change one..."

Okay, let’s not ask for the next one. The supervisor turned his head and looked at Aoba who was still curled up: "Then the next question, what should Aoba do so that I won’t be thrown into the elevator, and I will delegate it to Christina. That guy?"

"Um... This is too cruel for Miss Aoba... Director, in any case, let her lie down first, and wait until Miss Aoba wakes up?"

This method is also good, so the supervisor didn’t hesitate to take the wine bottle from Aoba, then picked her up and put it on the bed where she slept before—since Lingxian sent a new one, this Zhang has not been removed either. Now the office living area looks like a college dormitory.

When he was about to reach out and untie her uniform, the supervisor suddenly thought: "Okay, you should help Chino next. After all, I can't take advantage of others, right?"

"I see...really, the supervisor is always in inexplicable places and behaves politely..."

While rustling to release Aoba from restraint, Tomano whispered, but he returned to the table and began to pack up those dinner plates that were starting to cool down and the manager who had not much leftovers at all. He didn't care about this. words.

The picture on the screen wall has been switched from the bar to the staff rest area. It seems that the behavior of the employees today is fairly normal, and they are not very subtle gathering in a certain area or near a certain shop.

All in all, it feels relatively peaceful...A ghost, the supervisor is clearly in the third floor area, which should be the place where the staff rests. Seeing the sisters who should be Qinye, they are being watched by a group of staff.

And they seem to be acting?

"Um...Yes. Recently, after getting some personal activity time, the employees also started to learn from department heads and started to be active in the rest area according to their hobbies..."

Chino explained this when she walked over with a pile of clothes in her hand, and then she picked and picked, and finally frowned, and threw them all into the recycling port.

"Um... Supervisor, it is more efficient than cleaning and sending a new set of clothes... Don't think this is a waste, because these daily materials are quite, quite cheap."

I don't know why, the supervisor suddenly thought of the piece of cloth she was weaving that she had seen before going to Ling.Obviously the company is so high-tech, why do we need to weave with such primitive looms?

The more I think about it, the more the supervisor feels that this matter is probably not that simple. The company will definitely hide some real darkness-it's weird, if there is something they want to tell themselves the first time, and then arrange overtime.

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