The supervisor does not die from a debt

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A few minutes later, the supervisor was carrying a pack of new clothes to wash, and Aoba was serious about tidying up her clothes, especially the pair of slender ponytails, which were scattered quickly into dispersal.

"Huh, after all, they are stupid humans. They don't intend to make fun of people who are kind to them at all, right?"

Mercury Lantern planned to make her posture as elegant as possible, and then looked for a friend on the united front, but after saying that, Aoba smiled and shook her head.

"That's not the case? Even if it is a question like that, it is essentially just that the supervisor is using his own way to get in with others, so I am very happy!"

"Ah, of course, please don't treat me as a weird person. In fact, I do this precisely because the supervisor is the supervisor. Normally, the employees are very kind to me even when they speak."

The Mercury Lantern was about to say, after all, when you were the head of the department, Aoba sorted out the clothes leisurely and said: "Because I will not hesitate to open up the shameful things they did in the past and show them again to encourage They!"

...Withdraw the preface, this guy is also an abnormal type.

The Mercury Lantern sighed heavily, decided not to continue talking about this kind of problem with this person, and instead glanced at the bathroom.There was the sound of pattering water and the sound of the supervisor subconsciously humming.

What's interesting is that it is almost the same as the piano solo melody that is always looping in the office.It's a pity that the supervisor's voice is completely broken, and even has a feeling of breaking the melody.

After a while, the supervisor walked out warmly, wearing a pants and shirt, and when he sat on the chair, he snapped his fingers.

"Alright, let me see, is there so much work to do... Aoba, what can you do with me?"

"Ah? Oh, that's it. Since the upper limit of employees has increased a lot recently, I need to send you some information to confirm whether to modify the current training policy..."

Passing up the materials that had been prepared a long time ago, Aoba pointed to a few items, asked the supervisor to turn a page after browsing, continue to look at the next item, and then explained his opinions in a soft voice.

To be honest, although she is serious, the supervisor doesn't know much about training, so after listening carefully, he nodded pretentiously, and then picked up the signature pen.

"Then do as you say."

"You don't actually understand, right?"

The supervisor shrugged. "Yeah, I didn’t understand it. And most importantly, I only need to sign for this kind of thing, right? I don’t have to turn the door and run to the office, and I even show it to me and let me come. Understand?"

Under the gaze of the supervisor's insightful eyes and insight into lies, Aoba turned her head with a guilty conscience, and was forced to turn her head around by the supervisor. Finally, she had to tell the supervisor that she wanted to have a drink.

For some reason, Senior One, Two, and Three didn’t want to go to the tavern with Aoba in recent days, and was struggling to find a company. Aoba thought that the time was almost the same, so he ran over in advance and found a perfect one. Excuses.

The supervisor scratched his head, then looked at the area that had switched to the rest area, which seemed very peaceful, and then nodded.

"No problem, I really don't care, and I don't have to make those inexplicable excuses?"

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PS: ...I don't know where I found another box, which contains dry food that has a shelf life of six years and bought four years ago... What should I do, eat it

PS4: ...please ask for a ticket and a blade!

1000. What a long process...

To be honest, what the supervisor usually says is that he doesn’t care.Although buying a bottle of pure rice brewing on the spot was a painful figure for him... But since it was the money from Ling Xian, there would be no interest rate increase.

After taking down a huge glass bottle, the supervisor opened the drawer and took out two ceramic wine glasses, hesitated for a while, and then glanced at the time.

"It's dinner soon, or wait until dinner arrives before drinking?"

Aoba nodded, put the documents away, and looked at the screen wall with interest.For her, being able to see the overall situation from the supervisor's side is actually quite a novel situation.

Then the supervisor did not hesitate to pull the screen to Chino's coffee shop, and clicked to enter, and unexpectedly saw that there were few people today...but it's good, you don't need to tell the story.

Chino ran over with a tray, introduced the supervisor into the table and asked in a low voice: "Um, supervisor... The coffee shop is relatively quiet today, so I will be there later... Then, would you like to drink something today?"

"Cappuccino, by the way, give Aoba a cup of ice mocha, and then, if your Royal Highness Mercury...hot chocolate drink, order it all at once, so you don't have to add it again, right?"

Chino smiled slightly, and ran to the backstage after confirming, but the supervisor's leisure did not last long-just a short while after he was seated, the sound of the bell coming in by pushing the door did not stop.

The employees filed in, and it didn't take long for them to sit full, so that the three people in the coffee shop were instantly busy...Even if the employees said, there is no need to rush to make drinks for themselves.

Seeing this kind of battle, the supervisor could only sigh helplessly, then lay on the chair with a salted fish posture, and cleared his throat: "Well, I know what you are expecting, but I think for the time being I won't be able to follow up the plot."

"Well, let me tell a new story. Don't be dissatisfied. This time I want to tell a story about a department called the Federal Bureau of Control, or FBC, that controls and contains some anomalous creations."

This beginning immediately attracted the attention of all employees-that is the control and containment anomaly, how does it feel like the company?

Finding that most people were attracted to the attention, the supervisor smiled slightly, and then opened the monitor's favorites, a third-person superpower shooting game.

"The story starts with an ordinary slide projector used to play slide film. In an ordinary town, there is such a pair of siblings..."

The supervisor said very calmly, but it was not a calm statement like making a report, it seemed like a memory.Starting from the slide projector, the story was presented to the employees as they were.

Unusual things, unusually changed creations, control but not research or application, as a ritual to enshrine the general containment method, these extraordinary stories, make employees quite focused, tell the story well, and the result is like an academic report .

Some people have even begun to consider comparing the company's management measures and then saying that the company is still good.

The supervisor didn't care what the employees were talking about. He just leaned back on the chair and assumed a paralyzed posture, telling the employees a light rope that could be spatially transmitted by pulling it three times.

As well as a traffic light anomalous creation, the action will be sent to the place where it started when the green light is not the case, and life will be drawn...In short, it is quite interesting.

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The supervisor probably talked for dozens of minutes. As the audience, not only did not feel that the story became boring, on the contrary, he became more interested in the invisible and intangible abnormal things that can affect people's hearts.

But it’s a pity that the supervisor suddenly stopped telling. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly said, "Well, that’s all for today’s story. Let’s talk about it next time. I have some things to do, so that’s it. , I wish you a good rest."

Then he saw three more empty cups on the table on his side, the quadcopter floated up quickly, and then left the coffee shop'shoo', giving no time to reflect.

Not to mention the employees, Aoba, who was just listening, and the mercury lamp, which was rarely interested, was also quite dissatisfied. He urged the supervisor to talk about it. Then what happened?

The supervisor spread both hands very bachelor: "I haven't finished the game, so I don't know. You have to know that I used to be a speed pass in my job, and I came over before the game came out for a few days. I don't know what happened next."

Then he even pointed to the game on the monitor: "Look, for this reason, even the game rebuilt by Futaba is incomplete."

If you want to say it, it is true, but whether you think about it or not, I always feel that this is the case of the supervisor's digging and not filling.

Aoba sighed, then looked down at the report in front of him, and placed a large stack of documents in front of the supervisor without hesitation: "Well, in that case, please finish the approval? There is still a little for dinner. It’s like meeting time. Before that, make the most of your time!"

"Do more now, then you can do less and allow more time to rest, right?"

Li is the reason, but the supervisor always feels that she is retaliating against the grievances of her half-listed story.But there is no way. If you don't have a story manager, you can't make a new one from scratch, or you might change all the content.

Shrugging, the supervisor was reviewing the documents and wondering what time the dinner would be when the elevator rang again, and then Futaba moved quickly and jumped out neatly.

"Futaba is here! Brother, I have worked hard today, um, it's very smooth, very smooth, and there are even smoother things!"