In Hong Kong, subordinates are not allowed to poke the mouth of their bosses

The days when two people are together are very happy.

In the early spring of April, we celebrated Master Nakaya’s birthday. We went to the park to enjoy the cherry blossoms together, had a picnic under the flying pink and white cherry blossom petals, and drank a glass of wine.

On a summer night in August, we went to the summer festival in Yokohama together, and played a small game of "see who can fight more" at the shooting doll booth. In the end, I won with a slight advantage. Mr. Chuya.Of course, in order to take care of the boss's mood, each of us only picked one doll.

At the fish fishing booth, we continued to play the small game of "see who catches the most". However, our usual personalities are relatively carefree, careless, and have nothing to do with carefulness. Therefore, Mr. Zhongye finally defeated the one who did not catch with one fish. I.

We bought apple candy at the summer festival, and neither of us could stand the overly sweet taste and had to throw it away.Put on a couple's yukata and exchange a sweet kiss in a hidden place away from people's eyes.Play all kinds of mentally retarded but not boring games in the eyes of lovers.

Finally, under the sky full of stars and scattered fireworks, spend this midsummer hugging each other.

In the autumn of October, at the Maple Leaf Villa in Kyoto, the two of us celebrated my birthday, and such a bright red color appeared for the first time in my life.

And all of this was brought to me by Mr. Chuya.

Just like the oath on the day of confession, every day after we are together, I love him more than the day before.

Christmas is especially popular among Japanese couples, and we don't intend to miss it either.

Just when I was wondering whether it is more atmospheric to give an engagement ring at Christmas or more commemorative on the first day of the new year——

The chief's summons finally arrived.

To be honest, I've been waiting since Chuya-sama's birthday.But the leader didn't seem to care about it at first, thinking that we would break up soon, so he just ignored it at first.

Maybe it was because we found out that we are still together, and we didn't mean to leave without having fun, the leader Mr. Mori Ogai finally couldn't sit still.

"Qin Junjie."

With a sullen face, he folded his hands under his chin and called my name.

"Yes, chief."

I stood with my legs apart and my hands behind my back, looking forward and speaking respectfully.

"Although there are no express regulations...but it's not appropriate for Hong Kong and black to have an office romance?"

He said with a half-smile: "What's more, the person who was kidnapped by you was one of my most capable subordinates, the future cadre, Mr. Zhongye."

"It really made me have to pay attention."

To be honest, I don't really know what is worth the leader's attention when I am in a relationship with Mr. Chuya. Will our relationship have any impact on Hong Kong black?It's just a relationship, what can happen?

And I'm not a spy sent from outside, so I won't abduct Mr. Chuya out of Hong Kong, isn't the leader a little worried about excess?

But maybe in the eyes of people in the position of leader, even the slightest sign of trouble needs to be paid attention to.

I maintained a respectful attitude and cumbersome honorifics, but said calmly and honestly: "During working hours, within Hong Kong and Black, we are just superiors and subordinates. This is the order of Lord Chuya."

The leader need not worry.

I saw that the corner of the leader's mouth seemed to twitch slightly: "Of course I trust Zhongye Jun, Qin Jun! To be blunt, I don't trust you. I have received reports from others more than once, saying that I saw you cheating on Zhongyejun..."

Heh, Mr. Dazai, what an ugly jealousy from a single dog.

I was literally on my toes trying to figure out who was so boring.

"But apart from Mr. Dazai who is always watching me, no one else has discovered our relationship, leader."

And it's just trying to have a boo in Mr. Chuya's office during working hours, what's wrong with it, what's the impact!Chuya-sama is so cute, it's not too refreshing to take a sip before starting the day's work.One sip is enough to charge up the power needed for a day's work! What's wrong with such a good deal! (shock——

So I will explain in different categories what beneficial effects my love affair with Mr. Zhongye will bring to Hong Kong and black work, and what unfavorable factors can be avoided...

"A person like Mr. Dazai who secretly stares at other couples and waits to catch his pigtails and complain to his superiors anytime and anywhere, if he has a romantic partner, he probably won't have such unreasonable behavior. "

I secretly dissed Mr. Dazai, and I continued to fully and unabashedly explain the positive and negative impact of Hong Kong and black internal love on the whole.

I talked eloquently, and the leader who usually has a good temper with his subordinates did not have the habit of interrupting others. Even if there were so many gaps in my words, he did not unbearably interrupt my narration.

No problem, [-]% stable.

With my statement as a base, if Mr. Chuya firmly expresses our sincere feelings, there is a high probability that the leader will let us go.

From Mr. Zhongye's narration with eight layers of filters, I can piece together the thinking and logic of the leader's actions, and I make such a judgment.

Sure enough, Chuya-sama was summoned to the chief's room soon after.

But it seems a little too fast.Moreover, Mr. Chuya's expression was a little shy and a little guilty.

Oh, it dawned on me: the leader had already summoned Chuya-sama for questioning, and I was the one who was called later.And after calling me, he asked Chuya-sama to hide behind the one-way mirror.He can see what I do and hear what I say without me knowing it.

Ruthless or the leader is ruthless... I pouted in my heart.

I must have seen his persistence from Mr. Chuya, so the leader is going to start with me.In case I behaved unsatisfactorily or was not worthy of entrustment, the leader would inevitably ask some enticing inquiries to expose my "true face" to Mr. Chuya.If there is anything about my performance today that dissatisfies Mr. Chuya, I will face the crisis of overturning afterwards.

Millennium old fox!

Mr. Mori smiled innocently: "Hey, to be honest, I didn't expect Zhongye Jun to be with Qin Jun. After all, Qin Jun was just an ordinary subordinate of Zhongye Jun before, which is unexpected."

"Ah Jun is very good!" Master Chuya retorted subconsciously.

After the words fell, he realized that the person in front of him was the leader. His tone was really not respectful, so he pressed his hat and said in a low voice:

"Ajun treats me very well, and I like him very much, that's all, leader."

The corners of my mouth were slightly pursed because I wanted to smile, Nakaya-sama's ears were flushed, and he was shy.

After being fed a mouthful of dog food by us, Mr. Mori, the leader who is still single until now, finally couldn't bear it, and said in a more serious tone: "Mr. Chuya, I didn't ask you this."

"What I mean is, a person who stands out from everyone will definitely not attract your initial attention. Is there anything special about Mr. Qin?"

Chuya-sama subconsciously glanced at me.

Oh, it's over, Mr. Sen must be even more unhappy.Originally a well-behaved, obedient and loyal subordinate, now because of his homosexual relationship, he has to look at other people's faces before answering his questions...

If he was happy, he wouldn't be the controlling Sen leader.

In order to restore Chuya-sama's position in the leader's heart, I will reveal everything about my abilities.

With Nakaya-sama as a certain cadre candidate writer, I will never be reduced to the miserable situation of being completely used and then thrown away.

However, when the leader's eyes lighted up suddenly, I patched myself: "However, because I haven't remembered the memory of the previous ten years, the process of choosing the future is all done subconsciously and is not subject to my control." subjective control."

"And my nephew and his girlfriend are also on the way to deal with various weird incidents, and may not have the opportunity to come to Hong Kong to take up a job..."

So please don't think about my nephew, and it's best not to think about controlling the future.

However, Mori Ogai, who is not strong in control, is not called Mori Ogai, and the leader is obviously still ready to move: "So, since meeting Jiulang, Qin Jun has not tried the so-called ability to choose the future once, has he?"

Are you serious about experimenting, Chief?Let me put it bluntly, the grass on the grave of the person who did my experiment last time is two meters high.

Curiosity killed the cat.

"Boss!" Zhongye-kun called anxiously, looking conflicted and worried.

"Hey, I can't help my son, the leader is not the most important thing in his eyes when his subordinates have raised someone he likes..."

Chief Mori exaggeratedly covered his heart, and said to Alice who had been drawing, "Oh, Alice, what should I do? Before I got married, Nakaya-kun's elbow started to turn outward."

"My leader is no longer comparable to others."

Alice said with a poisonous tongue: "Does the middle-aged uncle really have no idea? Trying to beat a mandarin duck with a stick is even less flattering, stupid Rintaro!"

"Boss!" Mr. Zhongye blushed to the neck, a little bit embarrassed, but he still said seriously and honestly: "This is not the same thing! Of course it is very important to involve the boss and Hong Kong gangsters. Ah Jun belongs to my private affairs and cannot be mixed up. Together. As long as there is no conflict, you are the primary object of gravity protection."

Ah, the straight ball attack of an intuitive player is unrivaled.

Qin Junjie, defeated.

Mori Ogai, defeated.

The dramatist is narrating himself in my heart, I urgently need to divert my attention to reduce the heat in my ears.

Confessing so enthusiastically in front of the leader, even I can't bear it!

"What is that concubine in Zhongye's heart?"

At the door, a low and elegant female voice asked resentfully.

God is going to kill me.

At this second, the voices of Mr. Chuya and I were roughly in sync.