On the Possibility of Being with the Chief Jae HE

*****

Is Osamu Dazai an obedient character?

of course not.

So when Nakahara Nakaya hung up the phone, he met his gloomy, dark eyes. Osamu Dazai maintained his posture leaning against the wall, curled up one knee and sat on the ground, with his right hand casually resting on it.

Osamu Dazai said, "I don't agree."

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't ask why, anyway, the bastard leader can find all kinds of reasons.

"What do you want to stay here for?" Zhong Yuan put the terminal back into his pocket meaninglessly, "Do you want to talk to me about resignation, or defection? Or is it because you are hiding things from me behind Miss Jenny's incident?" ? Or talk about the man in the bar who can affect your mood?"

The moonlight outside the window was light, but the thin light could not shine into the thick gloom.

Dazai didn't speak.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's eyes suddenly showed sharp edges. "You can't tell me anything, yet you appear in the interrogation room. Osamu Dazai, do you want to use your identity as the leader to order me not to pursue or defect. Or do you want to use the identity of the leader to order me to lie under you?"

Use the identity of the leader.

The short five words invisibly opened the distance between the two, but this time it was no longer Dazai's deliberate alienation, but Nakahara Chuya.They never used their identities as leaders and cadres in private, and carefully and tacitly maintained the old relationship.

But tonight, Osamu Dazai believed that if he said "yes."

Zhong Yuanzhong will not look back at him again.

Osamu Dazai rolled his Adam's apple a few times, and looked at the domineering Nakahara Chuya with heavy eyes, the uneasiness in his heart continued to expand: he wanted to alienate Chuya the most, and at this moment Zhongya took the initiative to say that he should feel Only when it's easy.

because--

Osamu Dazai believed that Chuya's character and pride would never return to him.

Dazai pursed his lips.

"It seems that you have already made a decision." Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his eyes casually, picked out a burning red iron plate from the carbon pile, and looked at it for a few seconds. "you can go now."

There were timely footsteps outside the corridor.

Osamu Dazai leaned on the wet wall with one hand and stood up slowly, with a smile on the corner of his lips, "Since I knew I was drinking with people in the bar, I stopped playing the disgusting ambiguous games with each other, and now I don't even play kisses." It has to be strong."

"Chuya, you are jealous."

ha? !

What are you bastard talking about!

Zhong Yuan Zhong also turned his head suddenly and glared at the bastard who was talking to himself. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a leather shoe suddenly appeared outside the interrogation room door, and looking up was Atsushi Nakajima's embarrassing and forced calm expression.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, leader. You, you continue?"

Keep going!

Zhongyuan Zhong also directly smashed the iron plate for torture in his hand, and the little rabbit Zaizhi fled out nimbly at this moment, dragging away the subordinates who didn't seem to be taught by the old fox.

The poor operator was left screaming all night.

*****

Five in the morning.

Zhong Yuanzhong also slept in the bedroom of the cadre office for a while, until there was the slight sound of glass clinking outside, and then he slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the sky outside the window.

The sky is still a deep blue, and with the image of the branches swaying in the wind, the night looks darker and darker.

There was an extra message on the phone.

- Sir Claremont: Wake up and eat breakfast.

Nakahara Zhongya combed his hair and sat up from the bed. He glanced at the office that was making slight movements. If nothing else happened, Sir Clermont should be outside.

Unexpectedly, the little guy could really get up.

Zhong Yuanzhong also lifted the thin quilt and got out of bed, went into the bathroom to wash up, dressed neatly and opened the door, a fragrant and soft breakfast smell rushed over.

"Are you up?" Claremont put the breakfast on the plate on Zhongye's desk, and without being polite at all, he pulled a chair and sat down. "There's still half an hour left, and the meeting will start almost after dinner."

This doesn't look like a direct subordinate, it's clearly the main palace of the family.

Zhongya Zhongya closed the bedroom door and said "hmm". Mr. Clement saw the movement and didn't say a word, Zhongya sat down to eat, but saw Mrs. Clement take out a carton of milk from the shopping bag.

Just a boy who is 1.8 meters tall drinks milk?

Nakahara Chuya: "Do you still drink milk?"

"Why can't I drink milk?" Richard carefully tore open the milk wrapper. "I'm still growing."

"........."

Thank you, it has been connoted.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at the hot and delicious breakfast with his chopsticks, and suddenly felt that it was not delicious.

Sir Claremont tore open a small gap in the box, held it up high and took a big gulp, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he drank the whole box with a few "gurgles", and when he threw the milk box into the trash can, he still couldn't get enough of it He stretched out his pink tongue stained with milky white and licked the corner of his lips. "My lord, is it delicious?"

"Delicious." Zhong Yuanzhong also took a bite of the breakfast on the spoon, raised his eyebrows slightly, and waited for his next sentence.

"Then, what about this?"

Claremont took out a small blueberry from the fruit plate with his long fingers, and handed it over, with a mischievous intimacy on his bright and arrogant face, and transparent water droplets on his white and tender fingertips, which looked surprisingly good-looking.

Familiar footsteps sounded from the long corridor behind him, and they stopped in front of his office just right.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a thought, leaning over when the office door was opened, he would have just bitten the plump fruit, but after knowing what the little guy had thought badly, he deliberately cooperated a few times, biting on the tender white fruit. Fingertips, put two fingers together with the blueberries into the warm mouth.

Claremont flinched, his eyes twinkling.He opened his mouth to say something, but closed his mouth after hearing the sound of the office door being opened.

"Zhongye—"

"What are you doing."

The two sentences were all from the distinguished leader. The tone of the first sentence was brisk and slightly raised, while the second sentence lowered the voice to appear particularly intimidating.

Nakahara Chuya chatted lazily and glanced at the evil leader. Because today is the meeting of the five major cadres, Osamu Dazai is wearing a formal white shirt with a black tie, and a black coat with a pure black lapel is extremely majestic.It's okay to smile normally, but now the cold expression is quite intimidating.

but……

Zhongyuan Zhong also deliberately sucked the finger in his mouth in front of him, and then he leaned forward and fell back to the seat, chewing the sweet pulp in his mouth, Zhongyuan Zhong also leaned lazily on the chair back.

"Isn't it obvious? Have breakfast."

"Chuya will carry private goods sometime too." Osamu Dazai glanced coldly across the blond boy with his back turned to him, looked coldly at Chuya, and was still smiling. "Arbitrarily letting people come to Hong Kong to hack?"

Gee,

The little guy knows how to piss off Osamu Dazai.But he obviously misunderstood that he and Osamu Dazai still had an affair, and now he just thought they were making trouble on purpose.

Usually he is not interested in playing such boring tricks.but--

- Zhong is also jealous.

-Knowing that I was in a bad mood because of others, I would even use a forced kiss for a kiss, but the previous Zhongye was able to take the initiative to kiss me just because of disgust.

Nakahara Chuya tilted his head expressionlessly and glanced at the boy who looked a little dazed after retracting his fingers, but he was very casual when speaking to Osamu Dazai: "Well, my little lover is not sensible."

Little lover?

Little lover?

Standing behind Osamu Dazai, Cerebellar Ax stole his head, only to see a thin and tall figure with thick blond hair messily sweeping over his slender neck, broad shoulders, and a good temperament.

Could it be, could this be the legendary affair? !

Sure enough, the Central Plains cadres will not easily forgive the leader (lao) leader (gong) for cheating!

Cerebellar Axe's thinking was so far away, he flinched in fright at the cold glance of the leader, and lowered his head again.

"Zhongye..."

"By the way, I forgot to introduce." Nakahara cut off Osamu Dazai's words, got up from his seat, walked around the obstructing desk, walked in front of Mr. Claremont and patted him on the shoulder. "This is the direct subordinate I want to announce at the cadre meeting—Secretary Clement. Haven't met the leader soon?"

The last sentence was also addressed to Mr. Claremont.But the provocative eyes actually fell on Dazai Osamu who was almost exuding air-conditioning.

The direct subordinates, as the name suggests, are cronies who only take orders from Zhongye in the Central Plains.It is designated by the serving cadres and does not need to be approved by the leader or other cadres.

Zhongya Nakahara was not wearing that black suit, but only a silk wine red shirt, with his arms flirtatiously and casually resting on Sir Claremont's shoulders, looking disgustingly tight.

Osamu Dazai frowned and quickly let go, ignoring the boy's voice calling him "Boss" in a low voice.The brows and eyes are cold, and the smile on the corner of the lips is inexplicably heart-palpiating:

"As a cadre, Chuya, of course he can have direct subordinates if he wants to."

But whether you can always be your direct subordinate is not certain.

*****

At five o'clock, Osamu Dazai did not attend the cadre meeting.

Mr. Claremont successfully hung under the name of Zhongyuan Zhongye.