On the Possibility of Being with the Chief Jae HE

*****

The cadre meeting is nothing more than summarizing the things of the previous month, and then handing over the work they are dealing with.

The meeting adjourned promptly at nine o'clock.

The cadres who only met once a month packed up the documents on their desktops, got up and threw them to the direct subordinates around them, and Shi Shiran walked out.

"Zhongye."

Nakahara Chuya had just packed up the report form in his hand when he heard a female voice with a three-point smile. He looked up and saw a woman in a pink kimono approaching with her lips covered. Her hair was combed into an elegant bun and her eyes were hooked. With crimson.

He is a beautiful and capable Momiji cadre.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood up immediately, and handed the stack of documents in his hand to Claremont. "Big sister."

In his early years, he had received a lot of teaching under Big Sister Hongye, and now even though he was promoted to the top cadre, he still respectfully called her "Big Sister."

"Long time no see, Chuya has grown up too." Koyo Ozaki chuckled while rolling her wide sleeves, and glanced at the handsome young man standing beside him. "I also have my own considerations."

Why does it feel like the eldest sister seems to know something.

"Cough," Zhong Yuanzhong also coughed lightly, appearing humble and low-key when facing the elders. "Sister Hongye, I didn't..."

No.

"Nakaya don't need to be shy." Ozaki Koyo stopped Chuya from explaining, and gently covered the back of Chuya's hand with the hand with dyed nails. "You can figure it out, I'm very happy."

Happy?

Zhong Yuanzhong also couldn't understand, his ice blue eyes blinked, a little cute and confused.

"As long as the cabbage doesn't get bullied by pigs, it's good cabbage. If Zhong Ye has feelings for anyone, my eldest sister will support it."

"........."

Sister, do you imagine something that doesn't exist?

The Central Plains cadres looked blankly at Sister Hongye, patted Sir Claremont on the shoulder with a gratified smile, and left the conference room contentedly.

Claremont waited until everyone in the conference room had left before turning his head: "Did your senior misunderstand us?"

Do you know how to write the word misunderstanding?Who misunderstood that he had an affair with the leader.

*****

Zhong Yuanzhong also waved his hand, telling the little guy that it would only make him play more vigorously, so he skipped this topic altogether, and walked outside the corridor with Claremont, who was promoted to a direct subordinate, while guiding him to quickly enter the working state .

"There is an itinerary in the stack of reports in your hand, take it out and report it to me."

Claremont, while catching up with Chuya's journey, pulled out the document with the words "schedule report" printed on it from among the neatly stacked documents, and after a rough glance, there was a little shock in his eyes:

There are so many schedules for cadres?Almost every moment of the day is scheduled 24 hours a day.

"have what?"

"Ah." Sir Claremont calmed down after hearing this: "At 9 o'clock, we will handle the verification and transportation safety of the newly arrived cargo at the dock, and at 9:10, we will hunt down the traitors A, B, C, D, respectively, at XX, XX, and XXX; at [-] o'clock... "

Mr. Claremont's words were interrupted by Nakahara Chuya's raised hand. He followed Chuya closely and found that the cadre who was usually quite talkative and had a good temper was serious and cold at the moment.

It has the majesty and calmness of Hong Kong and black high-level officials.

"Call the driver to drive the car downstairs," Zhong Yuan Zhong also glanced at the time, and ordered shortly: "Now let's go downstairs."

Because the relationship between the meeting has exceeded 10 minutes, time is tight.

Sir Claremont opened his mouth, caught a glimpse of Zhong Yuanzhong's serious expression, and swallowed his complaint back: "Yes."

………………

I went out early in the morning and did not return to the Ganghei Building until 19:[-] in the afternoon.Mr. Claremont stood beside Chuya's desk, his eyes fell on Zhongyuan Zhongya who signed the report.

The young man seemed to be over twenty years old, but his frame was really petite, making his arms and long legs extremely slender.But the coldness and deterrence emanated from this petite figure from the inside out.

Can't say it's not amazing.

The man seemed to be quite easygoing in private, cracking jokes, smiling, and deliberately being funny.But as long as it comes to the work, it will be serious and rigorous - act vigorously and resolutely.

Mr. Claremont still remembered that when he was standing on the pier, all his subordinates breathed a sigh of relief as if they had found protection. Chuya must not have achieved such an existence overnight.

but……

Sir Claremont thought of the cold eyes that Zhong also had when dealing with the traitor, and his eyes became extremely complicated.

"What questions do you have?"

Mr. Claremont was startled by Zhongyuan Zhongya's sudden sound. When he suddenly raised his head to look at the man, he found that his gaze was always on the document.

But Zhongyuan Zhong also noticed the change in his eyes, and this insight made people feel creepy.

"I..." Sir Claremont finally opened his mouth, "Why did you shoot your former subordinates directly? Maybe they can't bear the work of the Mafia and want to return to the world of ordinary people."

He came from another world. Although his parents divorced long ago, the earl's family he borrowed was very friendly to him.Sir Claremont found that he could not understand Chuya's actions.

"The gun is used because it can make him die faster." Nakahara Chuya's eyebrows are flat and sharp, and his words are not slow but clear. "This is my mercy to them."

It's just that Dazai should also know about this, but he didn't find an opportunity to taunt him as usual.Could it be that the stimulus before the meeting has continued until now?

"You don't need to understand." It's not that Zhongyuan Zhong didn't feel that Claremont found himself even more confused, and he just said lightly: "I won't let your hands get blood, you just need to stay by my side and do a good job." What the subordinates should do."

Nakahara Chuya's tone was cold and calm from the beginning to the end, and the last sentence was inexplicably comforting.

Sir Claremont suddenly remembered:

——This Chuya Nakahara is like a different person once he touches on work. He let himself enter the gangsters to protect him at close range.

*****

After Zhong Yuanzhong also asked about that sentence, there was a quiet atmosphere in the office.There is only the "rustling" sound of the tip of the nose touching the file.At nine o'clock in the evening, the stack of documents and work reports were finally settled.

Nakahara Chuya finished the coffee on hand in one gulp and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You have been working every day until now?" Claremont, as a witness of the whole process, is still in disbelief.Those eyes were shining brightly, as if carrying the stars in the sky.

What a surprised little expression.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also amused. "So you think that the money of the donor is all blown by the wind?"

Isn't it easy for money owners to make money!

"Ah." Zhong Yuan also propped up his jaw, and nodded his delicate cheek with another gloved finger. "The benefactor is done with his work, and I'm lucky with the little boy, shouldn't he give him a kiss?"

"........."

Funder, you are really into the show.

He obviously wanted to make Zhong feel uncomfortable, but why did he feel uncomfortable instead!

"It's impossible to kiss, it's beautiful to think about. But I can treat you to dinner..."

The blond boy kept his voice low because of his embarrassment, and who knew that a certain gold master who didn't know good or bad added another sentence leisurely.

"Bring me to dinner, and then I pay? Little boy."

"........."

Sir Claremont suddenly became angry and glared at others: "Are you still eating or not—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Zhong Yuanzhong also take out a nipple from the suit jacket that was draped aside, and that petite hand pressed the nipple and pushed it against the desk.Compared with the frivolity of the first time, this time is much more serious.

Claremont was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing? I didn't ask you to pay me."

"On the day when the direct subordinates are in place, the cadres will give gifts. Since you are my subordinate and also my little boy, then this card is for you." Zhong Yuanzhong also chuckled and leaned back in the chair , I'm a little lazy now after a busy day, and my tone is not as cold and restrained as during the day, so it is strangely gentle.

"Swipe your card for whatever you want. The benefactor can still support you."