About Me Being Picked Up by Tallulah for Adoption

"The last one is Texas... Uh, Texas is our driver, and her racing skills can rank among the top three in the entire Gantry! Orson, if you have any urgent cargo that needs to be delivered, you will definitely find her. No problem! By the way, according to the legend, No.1 fastest in Longmen is Mrs. Wei Yanwu."

Logically speaking, it was Dexas' turn to introduce himself, but De Gouzi still didn't seem to be paying much attention, so Neng Angel had to smile awkwardly while introducing himself instead of Dexas.

"The staff of Penguin Logistics are roughly the same people you see. The other members actually include Yisi, but his business is not the same as ours, so he rarely appears in Longmen. Then there is our BOSS Emperor, It’s a penguin, and the boss will definitely introduce himself if he has a chance to meet him, he has few opponents in the entire Terra for expressing his desire—well, that’s about it, Orson, do you have anything you want to ask?”

After the slightly awkward mutual introduction session, Neng Angel looked at Orson and asked if there was anything else he wanted to know.

"Yes, um, what am I here for...?"

Orson pointed to himself and asked the most fundamental question in a low voice.

After learning that Orson had no place to live, Neng Angel immediately patted his chest and said to himself, and then dragged Orson here without any explanation.

After finding out that it was the office of Penguin Logistics, Orson thought that the angel was going to pack himself and mail it back to Casimir, where he came from and where he went back.

"Huh? Of course I'll spend the night here."

"—Huh?" "Oh!"

Hearing Angel Neng's speech, Sora and Croissant next to him made surprised sounds at the same time, but Sora was mostly panicked, while Breadman was more of a "fucking dick".

"Kong and Croissant, you two are real. As for such a big reaction? Anyway, there will be no one in the office at night. It's okay to lend Orson a night. Anyway, the most precious thing here is only Texas. Smash's private pocky snack box—it hurts!."

Angel Neng laughed and said that Sora and the Breadman were making too much of a fuss, and was then hit on the head by Texas with the hilt of his sword.

Although Penguin Logistics has its own office, there are not many people in the office most of the time.Because of their work, the employees would run around in the streets and alleys of Longmen more often, mingling with various power groups by the way.

As for the night, no one will stay in the office overnight. The employees all have their own residences. Although there is a lounge in the office, it is hardly used.

"Hahaha...uh, why are you all looking at me like idiots?"

After explaining with an expression of "I'm counting it all", Neng Angel found that both the Breadman and Sora were staring at him with subtle eyes without saying a word.

"Are you out of your mind, can you be an angel? Today is the day when the books are recorded every month, and someone needs to stay in the office to process the forms."

Dexas was much more straightforward. She directly asked Neng Angel if she was out of her mind, and at the same time said that 'there will be someone in the office today'.

"Ah?"

Neng Angel was stunned for a moment, and the RGB light tube on his head once turned into the same blue color as WIN10 crashed.

"Whoa! I totally forgot about that - who's going to keep the bills this month?"

Angel Neng patted his forehead belatedly, and asked in a panic.

"It's Texas, and it's her turn this month to handle the billing of the statistics."

Croissant pointed to the job assignment rotation form posted on the wall.

"Uh... well, if that's the case, Texas remember to get along with Orson? I'm going to fix the light tube on my head, so let's go first... Ugh!"

Feeling vaguely that he had gotten into trouble again, Neng Tian scratched his head, then turned around with an awkward smile and wanted to collapse.

However, as soon as the angel took two steps, an orange blade appeared on his shoulder.

"Don't be too anxious to go, you can be an angel."

De Texas' tone was as flat as ever, but even Sora could detect De Gouzi's hidden anger that was about to explode.

"Otherwise, I'll go back first. I always feel that I have caused you a lot of trouble because of me. I'm sorry."

Seeing this situation, Orson took the initiative to say that he would slip away first, at least it would not be embarrassing for anyone.

"No, Orson, you can stay in the office today. Although I don't know what you did, thank you for helping me reserve a limited edition motorcycle."

Texas glanced at Orson and nodded slightly.

"Slightly change shifts with me, and you can be an angel. I'll leave this month's bill to you—is it okay?"

"No, no problem..."

The angel swallowed, and the lightsaber was on his neck. Naturally, the Sakota girl didn't even dare to utter a word.

"Let's go, Kong, Croissant."

After letting Neng Angel clean up his own mess, Texas directly took Croissant and Kong to leave the office.

"Wait a minute, at least let me... Ugh!"

Angel Neng stretched out his hand to stop them, but was hit on the forehead by a thick account book flying over, and the whole person smashed back to the office.

"—"

Out of the situation, Orson can only meet the eyes of the angel on the ground. ——Late at night, Penguin Logistics Office——

"3 boxes of manganese ore, from Akers Trading, sent to the No. 4 workshop of Longmen Heavy Factory—huh, why are there so many left! Is it really less? Since the beginning, the thickness of the ledger has been It hasn't changed!"

In the Penguin logistics office, Angel Neng sat in front of the computer while flipping through the account books around him, while typing on the computer.Such a process didn't last long, and the energy angel slammed his head on the table heavily, and let out an inexplicable groan from his mouth.

"The more anxious you are, the slower your efficiency will be, Angel. Calm down a little bit—here, green tea can refresh you. I borrowed the teapot and the tea bags on the table without permission. I hope you don't mind."

Orson walked up to the angel with a cup of tea and put it aside.

"Thank you, Orson, that tea was given to us by a client who expressed his gratitude. It's too bitter, so no one drinks it...Huh? It smells so good."

Just now, I complained that tea, a specialty beverage of Yan Country, has no audience in Penguin Logistics, but the next second I was attracted by the fresh breath emanating from the teacup.

"The quality of the tea itself is still good. If you can make an angel, it must be because of the wrong processing steps, so the bitterness and astringency are so obvious."

Orson has never learned any tea ceremony, but he can still remember a little bit of things such as scalding the cup with hot water, high flush and low foam, and then he can learn from the gourd.

"Speaking of being able to make an angel, you are really not good at processing data. From my point of view, the progress does not seem to have changed."

Orson glanced at the account book on the table. It was on this page a few minutes ago, and it hasn't changed at all.

If the students making up for the winter vacation homework were at the same speed as Neng Angel, the corridors would not be able to hold the penalty stops.

"Don't mention it... I asked Iss to do it for me in advance. Haha, I definitely don't have time to contact Iss now. Hmm—it's delicious."

Neng Tian took a sip of hot tea while complaining, and then glanced at the teacup in surprise.

"Although it's still a bit bitter, the taste is quite subtle."

"It's probably because the quality of the tea itself is good."

"I specially used ice cube snake grass soda and chocolate sauce to soak it before, but it turned out to be unpalatable. I didn't expect to drink it directly."

"As long as the snake grass water is removed, it can still be regarded as milk tea..."

Orson complained in a low voice, not to mention the other Penguin logistics, at least Angel's housekeeping ability is not very good.

"Speaking of which, these documents are all company secrets, otherwise I can actually help,"

Orson said it casually, but the eyes of the capable angel who heard this sentence suddenly burst into light.

"No, no, no, it's not a commercial secret at all! Come, come, Orson, please sit here~"

"Eh?"

Anangel immediately got up from the chair, and pushed Orson in front of the computer with a half-push.

"These are just goods that can be seen everywhere. We didn't choose to use paper records for the sake of secrecy. It's just because our boss can't use the keyboard—yes, that's it!"

Can Angel is serious and nonsense, and will do anything to avoid work.

"Is this [Longmen Guardian Bureau Vault Key Blueprint] also a commodity that can be seen everywhere?"

Orson pointed to a line of small characters on the account book, and looked at the angel.

"This, this is... This is the fake vault key blueprint from the fire drill, yes."

"So that's the case, what about this [Longmen Slum Checkpoint Bidding Contract]?"

"Uh... Maybe it's actually a milk tea shop called 'Checkpoint'?"

"[Underground drainage system overload module]?"

"Ugh..."

Neng Angel's brow dripped with cold sweat, and finally he couldn't even defend himself.

"Ha... Forget it, I didn't see anything."

Seeing the capable angel like this, Orson sighed and put his hands on the keyboard.

"Remember to remember the work arrangement clearly next time, you can be an angel."

"Know it."

Can Angel respond with embarrassment.

"But I'm very grateful to you. If you hadn't helped me, I would still be wandering the streets now..."

Orson smiled at the energy angel, and then played the 007 social animal throwing tiles he had cultivated in Rhodes Island and the integration movement, and entered the information on the ledger into the computer encrypted file at a fast speed.

"The business scope of Penguin Logistics is really wide."

After taking over the job of Angel, Orson chatted with Angel while working instead of Angel.

"'The password is Long Live the Penguin Empire~'. Although we are a logistics company in name, we often receive jobs such as private security contractors and dangerous goods transportation escorts."

Can Angel explained with a smile, and Orson could tell from the smile on her face that she really liked her current job.

After all, he can do damage everywhere openly, and the boss is still a position with rich penguins. Who doesn't like it?

Of course, people like Platinum, Manna, and Maid Orson are different. Ask them "how do you feel about your current job" during working hours, and you can only see the resentment and overflowing work overflowing from their faces. accurate.

"Speaking of which, Orson, you said that you just came to Longmen, did you come here to open a branch for raising animals?"

The energy angel lay on Orson's back, and put his head next to Orson's face to ask.

A tomboyish angel with both personality and appearance, and even a carefree personality.She didn't even notice that her small but still real breasts were completely attached to Orson's back.

"What a wonderful store is the animal breeding branch... Anyway, I was entrusted to come to Longmen to find someone. By the way, I want to check the situation in Longmen slums in advance."

While responding, Orson pretended to stretch, without speaking, and naturally let the angel get up from the bad position just now.

"Then you can come and take care of our business! Finding people and guards are also within the service scope of Penguin Logistics. I am familiar with the slums, and I am familiar with Texas. I can recognize the alleys of the slums even if I am blindfolded. As for finding people, Penguin Logistics is also a strong point!"

The angel turned on the soliciting mode, she sat on the edge of the table next to Orson, and said with her eyes closed slightly showing off.

"Well, if I need help at that time, please, please remember to give me a discount."

Orson continued to enter the cargo list while responding.

"...?"

The sound of typing on the keyboard stopped, and when Orson saw a product called [Transcription Module Imitation], his hands paused for a moment.