The supervisor does not die from a debt

The mercury lamp was sitting on the monitor with his arms folded, his head tilted up and he looked very proud, but he did not notice that the supervisor was looking sadly at the cup that should belong to him, arguably the best pudding in the world, and this sadness Is gradually transforming into some kind of indescribable killing intent.

At this moment, the communication device on Yuni's waist suddenly sounded, and she picked it up with some doubts, and Nepujiya's voice came from inside.

"Ah, Miss Uni, are you busy now? I have received a new plan here. I want to modify it. Can I come here for a while? Just a little while!"

"Um... not too busy, I'll come over immediately."

Watching her jump up from the chair, the supervisor waved her hand: "Don’t be too troublesome to observe etiquette and the like. Rules are rules. Observing does not mean doing some red tape things. I know you are going to Nepuji. Ya is over there, go, remember to bring me a pudding when you come back... OK?"

"Of course no problem, then I will leave first!"

After Yuni ran away, the supervisor again turned his attention to the mercury lamp. He sat on the chair inexplicably and with a disgusting smile: "About your Royal Highness Mercury, you are suffering from [White Night] and the'that cannot be said' thing. After the impact of the census, there has been a constant pan-cold problem, and there are actually solutions.

"Huh? Are there any? Since I was so eager to deal with it, could it be said that if I think that I am okay and refuse to receive treatment, will I turn into that kind of hideous and terrible abnormality with some kind of bad concept?"

The supervisor shook his head, and then pointed to the recycling port.

"Before that, you may turn it into fuel to provide the company with some electricity... Ah, of course, that is the worst possible. Anyway, come here first. I will tell you what the method is."

Then the mercury lamp floated past. People who have not actually felt it can't understand that feeling.It is as if you are wearing a 100 kg cotton-padded coat with a heater inside, but you are cold, not perceptually, but tangible, deep into the soul.

Then he was caught in his hand by the supervisor and went into the changing room without hesitation. Without him, it was quiet.

"I'm going to say something next, don't be nervous. In fact, Ling Xian told me that maybe using more radical, ah, no, less easy to say actions, will help you solve the problem."

The mercury lamp subtly raised his head, and answered without hesitation: "It's like what you do to those people called department heads when you sleep?"

"……Yes."

Then the Mercury Lantern smiled very contentedly: "Oh, it's just an idiot human being. If you think you can accept a puppet, then I don't care. Quan is just taking a bite by a mosquito."

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Supervisors are mentally active, and attention triggers that natural trait that allows abnormal tendencies to be channeled. It's just that negative mental activity doesn't work. It must be positive or when the supervisor feels happy.

So Christina is relieved that the supervisor can give herself psychological counseling, whether it is playing games or doing other things, in essence, it is actually helping to clean up abnormal tendencies.

"In fact, before you decide to relieve your stress by playing games, the company has prepared quite a few projects that will allow you to relieve stress more efficiently."

The supervisor did not want to listen to those items, because he always felt that it was not a good thing, so he answered with "Uh, I understand" and ended, and then switched the game, from the game that can intrigue with the staff and hook the other party to the next item .

There was an arrival sound from the elevator on the left, and then Chino walked into the office wearing the uniform of a coffee shop clerk. She frowned slightly, seeming to smell the undissipated smell of alcohol... But this time it was very light and had an unexpected subtle fragrance, so it didn’t. Say what.

"Supervisor, that...good evening, today's work is finally over, and you are the hardest thing...I brought the bread that I made today..."

The supervisor beckoned to her, and when Tomano happily ran over, he found that the mercury lamp was sitting on the supervisor's lap today, motionless, and did not react to his arrival.

"Well, Miss Mercury Lantern... is she not feeling well, or you forgot to pull out the clockwork key?"

After patted the chair, the supervisor let Tomono sit down as usual, and placed the handle in front of her.

"Don't worry about the details. Speaking of it, you have restarted many times today. Have you been affected? For example, you feel dizzy, or have too many unfamiliar memories all at once, so you are sad. There is a feeling of peeling. Or something else?"

Skillfully changing the subject, the supervisor felt the mercury lamp turn his neck, then opened his mouth to say something, but immediately covered his mouth with his hands.

Chino obviously didn't pay attention to this. She raised her head, and there was no trace of impurities in her clear eyes: "Well...what you want to say is really uncomfortable, but it doesn't matter, because it's not that annoying... it's easy to handle. Director, don't worry..."

Saying to relieve the supervisor, Tomano didn't waver in his eyes.The work for a long time has made her accustomed to not being surprised at everything...It should be said that most of the time, everything is not surprised.

Then he rolled up his sleeves: "There is one more thing, supervisor...that, I have practiced secretly! This time, I can definitely get a small score from you...!"

Although Chino worked very hard, it should be known that the supervisor could easily defeat her and Futaba's teaming even if disturbed, even if there is interference now, he naturally overwhelmed the past with a relatively entertaining mentality.

I could only look at the mercury lamp on the drawer of the desk and puffed up my cheeks angrily, and then swallowed the stuff from my throat into my mouth.

Then continued to pretend that she didn't care about the predicament, closing her eyes and feeling the warmth that had been solidified, constantly expelling the cold through the body, and even made her a little addicted.

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936. Collecting other people's black history is easy to be killed

If one sentence were to be used to describe the current mood of the supervisor, it would be something like "My heart is clear as a mirror, and everything I do is justice."

And it doesn't matter if it is exposed, anyway, it's nothing-the only thing that needs to be taken into account is probably the already thin cellophane face of the mercury lamp.

As for the supervisor, there is no need to say anything, he doesn't need such meaningless things.

"Um, supervisor... If Miss Mercury Lantern is unwell, sure enough..."

While pressing on the handle, Tomano said in a low voice to the supervisor's ear. The moist and warm breath made his ears itchy, but there was no flaw in his finger clicking the button.

He deliberately didn't let the mercury lamp hear it, and borrowed the sound of the game to cover it up. Tomono took care of the mercury lamp's mood very carefully, but looking at her slightly puffed cheeks, she seemed to be comforted.

The supervisor shrugged and pressed the handle intently while thinking that the time that Ling Xian said was almost up, he switched to a set of moves to hit KO, and then put down the handle.

"Pause for a while, Chino will help me see why Aoba is drinking and sleeping again. I'll put some water in and be back soon."

"Hmm, I know..."

Then the supervisor stood up with the mercury lamp with one hand and quickly got into the bathroom.And Chino jumped out of the chair and poked Aoba's cheek on his arm.

"Miss Aoba, are you okay...Would you like to take some anti-alcoholism...?"

"Woohoo, I'm a talented game developer, Liangfeng Qingye..."

Chino tilted his head in trouble, and after waiting a few seconds, he grabbed the medicine on the table, then pinched Aoba's mouth and poured all the contents inside.

The elevator behind him heard the sound of'ding' arrival, and then Futaba jumped out: "Swag! I have arrived at the station, and I feel a strange smell of alcohol, ah, but I am used to it."

She opened her eyes and looked left and right: "Eh? Where did my brother go? When I was on the elevator, I saw him playing games with Tomono!"

Lying on the chair while supporting Aoba, Tomano stretched out his finger to point to the bathroom, and then pulled the chair away. After Futaba sat down, he used to pick up the metal pot.

"Well, do you want a cup of coffee... I am still very confident about today's coffee, because I used a new technique..."

Futaba opened the notebook happily, and then stretched out his hand to squeeze Tomono's cheeks that feel very good, soft and elastic, and more comfortable than cotton candy.

"No wonder my brother always likes this, this, and this...well, but if you have coffee, you shouldn't use it for the time being. When you rest, you may not fall asleep, so be alert!"

Regrettably, he put the metal pot back in its original position. Tomono thought about it, and moved Aoba to the recently changed bed with a slightly larger size. By the way, he closed the suitcase on the bed.

The smell of rose is very subtle, but it is indeed a pleasant floral fragrance. Chino silently wrote down this smell and planned to apply it to the coffee he learned to make later.