The supervisor does not die from a debt

It’s not that “not knowing is bliss”, but clearly knowing that “too much thinking will lead to more problems”.

This is also a work philosophy of the company, and it is not something that cannot be said.

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When the supervisor came out of the bathroom, he had to wear long trousers and a shirt in consideration of the impact when he walked out of the bathroom, and he returned to the desk unhappily anyway.

Then I found that the'sister' was holding the coffee cup and staring at it seriously. Of course, this was not the point. The point was that the cup of coffee was oversaturated, and even the sugar cubes accumulated in it could not be dissolved.

"Unintelligible, complicated taste, nutrient supplement or water efficiency..."

"Okay, stop talking. I'll let Chino make you a cup again. The sugar is added to this portion. Are you drinking sugar water?" The supervisor took the coffee cup in her hand and drank it. Chewing uncomfortably those fine sugar granules.

"By the way, you just stared at the coffee? Did you tell His Royal Highness something?"

What this said, the mercury lamp hugged his arms unhappily: "It was just a little discussion about the meaning of drinking tea and beverages. By the way, I heard some boring words... Stupid humans, do you humans have such a huge amount somewhere Question?"

I'm really sorry. Humans are humans because they have various personalities and problems. Those who are too perfect can only be enshrined as new humans or other species.

And to be honest, as a puppet, the mercury lamp can say that it can run, talk and eat. Isn't it a strange thing?

The supervisor's inexplicable look made the Mercury Lamp very upset, and finally she hummed and went on to read the supervisor's manual.

"The company sent so many people out to explore, but it turned out that there was nothing but the dead.

My sister replied: "Not so."

Due to the supervisor's order, she didn't go to get the files next to her, but sat there properly.

"In its external exploration, the company has obtained a large amount of information, anomalous creations, and potentially valuable intelligence. Except for never bringing back any living humans, the gains were far greater than expected. However, due to the sharp reduction in manpower and the surrounding area The deterioration of the state is extremely efficient, so this job is gradually abandoned."

My sister didn't say how much the company had spent to completely wipe out its existence in the world raged by abnormal disturbances, but just used some methods to pass it through.

"Supervisor, your current attention should be focused on your daily work, because even if you understand these things in advance, you won't have any positive changes to your work, but will make your mind confused."

Then, the supervisor finally couldn't help it, stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek, and then slightly pulled to the sides, making her expression a little funny, and even the conversation could not be carried out.

At this time, just entering the office, Futaba, who was about to appear on the stage and shouted, suddenly said, "My brother has a new hobby. Could it be that Futaba, my status is going down?"

So what are you thinking about!

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1028. Education must be done from one point to the other, not halfway!

The supervisor took about a minute to explain to Futaba. He was adding the necessary common sense to his'sister', and then Futaba's expression remained very subtle for the next half an hour.

Then before dinner came, the supervisor suddenly asked, "Futaba, there seems to be some kind of culture spread in the staff rest area, did you peek?"

"Information all goes through my hands, cough, cough, cough, and cough, I, I, are not interested in this, only data is the essence... Brother, don't be so concerned about those little things, um."

As a result, Futaba with tears watched the supervisor in the time before dinner, turning over about one percent of the items in the folder she thought should be kept instead of completely destroyed.

"The employees don't look so desperate... Actually, someone has submitted a proposal to create anomalous surroundings? Even the pictures have been drawn? What happened to this person?"

The supervisor asked Futaba about the item with the'Big Bird Backpack Ornaments'. She sighed with regret, and then replied: "During a certain job, the overheated facility was directly vaporized, um..."

"Well, then, the employee who was remodeled is now working as an ordinary clerk in the company every day, brother, don't worry about this..."

It is a pity that these ideas can only stay on paper forever, but the company does not have so many resources to consider these issues, so no one has known it for a long time. There was a person who tried to seduce the abnormality.

It was not useless. The supervisor touched his chin and returned the notebook a little nervous and cramped, and worried that he opened the Futaba of the "study file", and finally stretched out.

"Ah~ why hasn't my dinner come yet~"

This way of speaking like an chant made Futaba accidentally laughed--then, as if responding to the supervisor's expectations, the floor near the desk was slightly lifted, and then a huge dinner plate was delivered to the table. on.

Some anticipation rubbed his hands, the supervisor did not hesitate to open the dinner plate. First, his face was steamed by the steam. When the mist dissipated, he unexpectedly saw that the big plate in front of him was A full of fried rice.

The golden rice grains blend with the eggs. During the period, you can see small vegetable grains and full of shrimps. If the supervisor's eyesight is correct, this is a very good Yangzhou fried rice.

In addition, there are some stacked small steamers. Judging from this posture, maybe Nepujiya had a whim today, planning to make a refreshment-like dinner for the supervisor?

Divide the chopsticks to Futaba and the'sister'. The supervisor picked up the cutlery and filled the bowls for the meal. Actually, it only made the fried rice pile a little shorter. This amount is worthy of the supervisor himself. Built.

Then I opened the stacked round steamer baskets. As expected, there are paper-white quicksand bags, the skin is cut through, and the beautiful shrimp'shaomai' can be seen inside, in addition to being steamed until the skin is soft Rotten, said it is the chicken feet that can't be melted in the mouth, etc.

It is full of dangdang, not to mention that it can be filled with a table, and there is even no way to unfold it. This level of abundance is really eye-opening for the supervisor.

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In the next time, there is actually nothing to say, the food in the full Dangdang table is so much that the supervisor is eating desperately besides eating.

The fried rice is sweet and delicious, and the ingredients in the inside are not too picky. When you feel dry and tongue, you can take a soup**. The sweet and warm soup can effectively make you feel happy.

Opening the metal thermos flask, accompanied by a slight blast of air current, the supervisor poured the transparent liquid into the glass cup, and enough bubbles in the water automatically converged into a strange pattern, flying as if with self-consciousness. It looks very beautiful.

It's really rare...I haven't mentioned it to Nepujiya before, but I really like drinking this sparkling water, but I didn't expect that she would make another one.

Futaba also liked it very much, so she immediately took away her own cup, and then continued to compete with a lotus leaf, and wanted to tear it apart, but didn't want the crumbs to be pierced into the food inside, so she was very tangled.

Relatively speaking, the'sister' is much quieter. She seems to be a few meters away, eating fried rice in small bites, and then showing a certain unspeakable demeanor-how can I say it, like planning to call Database feedback, the result is too much feedback, like a computer stuck in a moment.

Fortunately, she did not stop, but continued to carry the bowl, so that the supervisor had to pile up several different small round steamers in front of her so that she had the choice.

Unlike Futaba, she has already stretched her chopsticks over half the time and ran to pick up the farthest steamed meat powder.

The three people spent a lot of time--among them, the supervisor was the main force. After eliminating all the edible things on the table, Futaba patted his stomach contentedly, and then lay on the chair, motionless like a salted fish.

While the supervisor is mopping up the tail, stuffing the last bite of steamed chicken with glutinous rice into his mouth, and then putting down his chopsticks and spoons with satisfaction, holding the glass, the beautiful bubbles are still swirling inside, but they look crystal clear and transparent The water drank out.

"Ah... That's great, you can also try this kind of dinner that is not too heavy and is purely delicious, right?"

"Well-it's hard to describe, but it's delicious."

Then the supervisor slapped the swaying metal can: "Your Highness Mercury, this thing is not something you can lift up. Bring the cup and I will pour some for you."

It turned out that the mercury lamp was slightly puffed and placed on the corner of the plate, and the box of pudding that was almost untouchable was empty.

Without even thinking about it, the supervisor did not hesitate to reach out to catch the mercury lamp, but she also flew up extremely efficiently, avoiding the supervisor's arm, and then turned in a rather uncommon sense trajectory, and disappeared directly into the front half of the office.