The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system

"click"

"click"

"click"

The continuous sound of taking photos sounded in the corner of the banquet backyard, and no one paid attention.

"This one, the snot is coming out."

"In exchange for this one, the nostrils at this angle are so big that you can see the nose hairs."

"Naoki's younger brother Jun's mobile phone has pretty good pixels."

"Let's take this as the lock screen of Xiaozheng's phone. I was woken up by the alarm clock tomorrow morning, and when I pressed the phone, I saw my own face..."

"Oh! You can have this!"

The blond youth sent the ugly photos he took to Zhengyi's account. Bai Lan quickly unlocked the password of Zhengyi's phone and downloaded the photos.

"It's a pity, Xiaozheng got drunk straight away. Originally, I wanted to record Xiaozheng's drunken singing as an alarm clock for him..."

......

The next day, his drowsy mind was awakened by a familiar alarm, he opened his eyes, blinked in confusion, and saw an unfamiliar ceiling.

By the way, he went to the beach with Bai Lansang and Hui Sang, this is a hotel.

The ringing of the mobile phone continued, but it was not on the pillow, but on the desk in the distance - the distance that you have to stand up and walk to press the button.

Ah, I have a headache and I don't want to move.

But the bell was still ringing loudly, stimulating his eardrums.

Ahhhhh!

The red-brown-haired young man threw off the quilt, sat up with his messy hair, and got out of bed after being dazed for two seconds.

With a short distance of three or four meters, Zhengyi's mind gradually became clear.

He remembered...he attended the barbecue party in the backyard yesterday.

Well, he should be full after eating, so he remembered what kind of meat skewers he ate, and finally drank oolong tea...

Oolong tea.

The impression ends here.

What happened to oolong tea?

At this time, Zhengyi's hand had already touched the vibrating mobile phone, and when he pressed it, the screen of the mobile phone jumped out of the beating time.

only......

Who is this man with chopsticks stuck in his nostrils on the screen!

Why are you so familiar! ! !

Ah, it's me, that's all right.

......

.........

............

"Bai Lansang!!!!" A young man's scream resounded through the hotel in a refreshing manner.

downstairs

The golden retriever and the white retriever who were eating breakfast naturally heard the roar.

"Naoki's brother-kun is awake."

Bai Lan took out her mobile phone and sent Zhengyi a message:

【Xiaozheng, come down for breakfast~】

upstairs

Zheng Yi, who received the message, replied four words with a cold face.

[Please go to hell. 】

positive

It was a miserable day, Bai Lan and Hui spent the whole day, and the night's ceremony could be said to be obedient to Zhengyi, and finally calmed Zhengyi's mood on the return trip on the third day.

"Listen well, don't do this kind of disrespectful behavior again, it will cause great trouble to others!"

"Uh-huh."

The golden-haired and white-haired man who played the two-person online connection echoed, while thinking in his heart:

But I dare to change next time.

......

"Speaking of which, yesterday's group of people wearing Little Red Riding Hood... are all friends of He Huisang?"

He Hui, leaning on the car cushion: "Yes, but friends are individual. If you want to talk about relationships, they are all subordinates."

"Hey?" Didn't you come to do a summer job?

"Hehui is the boss of the KK Chamber of Commerce. These few days are the KK Chamber of Commerce's staff travel days. All the staff in that villa hotel except the two of us are Hehui's employees." road.

He was just thinking about the people he saw in the villa in the past few days in a daze.

There are hundreds of people.

and......

KK Chamber of Commerce, sounds familiar?

Ah, can't think of it all at once.

The blond young man stroked his hair. Only the employees who happened to be in Yokohama participated in the employee tour this time, and the benefits of employees in other regions of Japan or abroad were out of his control.

"College students start a business?" Zhengyi thought for a while, and only came to this conclusion.

He Huisang is a junior this year, so was this chamber of commerce established two years ago?No... Two years, the average company can't reach the scale of so many people.

He Hui didn't agree or deny it, "You can collect the information of the KK Chamber of Commerce carefully. If you want to come after graduation, I can give you the back door."

"Ah! Hehui is poaching Xiaozheng's corner right now? Xiaozheng, think about me..."

"Forgive my refusal." Mirufiore's experience, once is enough.

"No, now I have changed my mind and stopped being a mafia."

Zhengyi: ...

Zhengyi: "What did I hear just now, Bai Lansang, you said that marshmallows are poison and you want to quit marshmallows?"

"Pfft!" He Hui laughed outright at Zhengyi's speech.

"Bai Lan, in the eyes of Naoki's younger brother Jun...hahaha!"

"Is it funny, He Hui?" Bai Lan pouted unhappily, deliberately slowing down the connection.

"Don't! Don't hold me back! It's okay, it's not funny, it's not funny at all!"

He Hui defended Bai Lan: "Bai Lan is the president of Jesso Securities Company, headquartered in Wall Street, and has nothing to do with Yi, Da, Li, the gangsters, hands, the party, and Yidian.

There are no departments. "

"Of course, if Xiaozheng wants to be a mafia, I can build a "Family" for Xiaozheng~"

"Please don't." Rejected in seconds.

President Bailan has a lot to do every day, and he only went back to Italy, this time he is going to fly to the United States.After Zhengyi got off the bus, he went to the station to return to Bingsheng. His sister found him a part-time job.

......

He Hui, an employee returning from a trip, entered the boss's office of the KK Chamber of Commerce. Not long after he sat down, he heard familiar footsteps approaching.

"It's too much, Hehui! He left me and took all the members of the chamber of commerce and left!" Dazai Osamu covered his chest, looking completely hurt.

"..." Shouldn't you be in Senhe Club, this speed is a bit fast.

"Qiangqiang!" Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone, "Oda Sakumo sent me a message a while ago, saying that you guys are coming back, and I figured out the time to skip work!"

"..." Are you proud of skipping work?Mr. Sen won't deduct your wages?

The black-haired young man took back his mobile phone and asked normally: "Hehui, have you seen Odasaku?"

"You should go home directly." With five children, after playing for so long, the children should be tired, so naturally they should take them home to have a good rest.

"Hey——" Dazai Osamu sighed, and put his hands on Hehui's desk, "Since Oda Saku raised the child himself, he doesn't have much time to go out for drinks with me—"

The ending was infinitely elongated, revealing a little bit of grievance and complaint.

"Dazai, you..." He Hui raised his brows, "This kind of mentality: Is it the eldest son who is afraid that his father will not love him after he has other children?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

"With your IQ, you can definitely infer the whereabouts of Oda Tsukuru, but now you come to me to complain..." Hehui continued to deduce: "——It is because the mother favored other children so she came here. Is father acting like a baby?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

"I just described Oda Saku as 'father', but now it's 'mother' again?"

"It's just a metaphor, tell me, what's wrong?"

Ever since Osamu Dazai confirmed that his tolerance for him had increased infinitely, he came to harass him repeatedly, making it even more shameless.

"Because it's boring—Odasaku has to look after the children after get off work, Ango works overtime in the Secret Service every day, and Mr. Mori squeezes me every day... Ah, there is no time to commit suicide."

Originally, Oda Sakusuke and Sakaguchi Ango were exchanged in Hong Kong and Hei. The three of them belonged to the same organization, so they could find time to get together occasionally.

But now the three of them are in three different organizations, the time allocation is very different, the number of meetings

Naturally there will be less.

"That's it." He Hui nodded to express his understanding.

"If you can't get together, you can go to them."

"Ugh?"

"Don't worry, if you go to Odasaku's house, Odasaku will never drive you out."

"I don't like brats!" Osamu Dazai made a big X on his chest with his bandaged arms

The blond young man gave him a strange look, "You don't need to like it, you're not here to see the kid, you're here to see your friends."

"You rambunctious brats, it's super annoying..." Osamu Dazai's voice lowered, but his tone was not as resisting as it was at the beginning.

"Listen up, Dazai. You don't need to package yourself as the 'Dazai Osamu' that others like. You are Odasaku's friend yourself. You don't have to pretend that you like children. Everyone has the right to like and hate things."

"Odasaku will never stop thinking of you as a friend just because you don't like his adopted children."

After the reincarnation space broke the dimensional wall, He Hui naturally read all the works of Wenhao.

Perhaps because of the filter of writers, the 20-year-old and the 18-year-old have completely different attitudes towards them.

"Dazai, you..." He Hui recalled the protagonist in the book Disqualification in the World.

"Is it a bit of a "pleasing personality"? "

It should be said that everyone who lives in a group has more or less this kind of personality, disguising themselves, smoothing their edges and corners to fit the group.

......

At this time, Osamu Dazai, whom Hehui believed to have a flattering personality, walked into the port side by side with the blond young man in a black coat.

"...You can call anyone you like for the support job." Osamu Dazai said sadly.

"No, this is your job for today, finish it quickly, and then we will go to Odasaku and Ango." Pressing the back of Dazai Osamu's neck, he slipped him in.

Under Dazai's aggressiveness, Hehui agreed to accompany him to find friends.But the premise is: finish today's work.

"I have already asked Mr. Mori for your itinerary for today, don't try to be lazy, I will supervise you well."

The black-haired youth curled his lips and revealed the purpose of this operation, "BckWine, an organization dressed in black and codenamed wine, they are going to conduct a batch of transactions at the pier in Yokohama..."

The two connectors on the opposite side were indeed dressed in black, and they all had black hair and black eyes, which completely penetrated the "Black" in the organization.

This black outfit evokes a memory that He Hui has not kept for long.

Masaka!

Long lost fellow! ?

Getting closer, the blond young man's eyes widened slightly.

This time, I can see it clearly. Judging from the contours and lines of the face, it is definitely Chinese!

fellow! !

Blackwell all use wine as their code name, I don’t know what the fellow’s code name will be...

"Erguotou."

"Wuliangye."

"Too Zai."

He Hui: ...

He Hui: You don't... there's something wrong with you all.

The author has something to say: Hehui Bailan knows that he lives in a two-dimensional world, but he doesn’t care anymore. Their mentality is like—after the devil destroyed the world, he raised a potted plant in his castle

Appearance in this chapter: Potted Plant No. [-]

Knowing that He Hui is interested in China, Zai Zhitai reviewed Chinese culture.