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The plan to renovate the large swimming pool in the chief's office ended up falling through the cracks.

The logistics department of the port Mafia has never completed the overhaul so quickly. Their work efficiency stunned the finance department next door who applied for renovation but was called back all the time.

what happened?We have been colleagues for so many years, when did you work so hard?Is your logistics department targeting our finance department on purpose?

The head of the logistics department also didn't want to, but the leader who had never made things difficult for others did not know why he personally supervised the work on site, watching the progress with keen eyes.

In the fiery eyes of the leader, the head of the logistics department saw a strong desire to survive.

Once they can't repair the leader's office in the fastest time, the leader will die together with the entire logistics department!Let's die together!

"It's terrible." The head of the logistics department murmured, "Who on earth makes the boss so afraid?"

"It's fixed." Ling Ling said disappointedly.

Mori Ogai wiped the cold sweat off his forehead calmly, and exchanged a look with Osamu Dazai.

Mori Ogai: Will she flip my desk over again to remodel my office?

Osamu Dazai: I don't know, so change the subject quickly!

The master and apprentice looked away.

Even if the face and the heart are at odds, Dazai Osamu and Mori Ogai are definitely grasshoppers on the same rope when it comes to their reluctance to exercise.

Wearing swimming trunks and commuting [-] meters to and from the office every day, God can't accept it!

"Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai broke the silence first, "Congratulations, the parliament has passed my proposal, and you will be one of the five cadres of the port Mafia from today on."

"Since your deputy has been decided, you still need a direct subordinate. The choice of the candidate is also your authority, Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai said.

This time he lowered his requirements, as long as his brain circuit is not as clear as Lingling, he will persuade himself to accept any employee.

The bottom line of a person is just like this, and his only requirement is to be a normal person, making a voice of blood and tears.

"Does the master have any suitable candidates?" Ling Ling shook her finger, indicating that Osamu Dazai could use her own search and analysis system if needed.

Owner?

Mori Ogai paused slightly for the hand holding the black tea.

He and Alice raised their heads at the same time, their eyes focused on Dazai Osamu.

Wow, are you playing wild?

"Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai admired veiledly, "I didn't expect you to be a fellow."

As expected of him, he is the most proud disciple, with exactly the same hobbies as him!

Mori Ogai suddenly felt that the years of hard work were not in vain. He worked so hard to bring up Osamu Dazai, and he did not wait for the child's rebellious period to pass, but waited for another harvest.

The delicate and beautiful girl like a doll, the different intimate names, the punching and kicking of the master...Alice and Lingling couldn't be more similar.

Especially the last one, Ling Ling's persecution of Osamu Dazai is sharper than Alice's dislike of Mori Ogai. As the saying goes, the blue is better than the blue, and his big brother has lived up to his expectations!

"Mr. Mori, your eyes are disgusting." Dazai said goosebumps all over his body.

Don't talk nonsense, he has nothing in common with the perverted young-female control, don't think that others are as perverted as you are just because you are perverted!Take off your tinted glasses!

"Cough," Mori Ogai coughed and changed the subject, "Dazai-kun, is the work handover going well?"

"It's okay." Osamu Dazai nodded, "I received a lot of snacks."

Dazai cadres are notoriously difficult to deal with in the port Mafia, and everyone knows it. Every time the middle and lower-level employees show up on his office floor, they will unconsciously shudder, showing the expression of the survivors after the disaster.

During the year when Osamu Dazai was on a business trip, his work was assigned to other cadres, and there were many changes in his staff.Now that he's back and promoted, he has another group of people under his command.

Some of them are newcomers who have just entered the port of Mafia, some are employees who have worked in other departments, and some were formerly under Osamu Dazai and then transferred back.

No matter who it is, Osamu Dazai's name is deeply imprinted in their hearts, more soul-hunting than the cinnabar mole on the heart.

When every employee of Port Mafia joins the job, the old man who leads him will teach him to log in to the internal forum as soon as possible, so that they can study the secrets carefully with the spirit of graduate students.

In the forum, newcomers can see many secret past events of the organization, and can also analyze the personality and character of each boss in the votes and complaints in the anonymous area.

Osamu Dazai is firmly remembered by the newcomers as the celebrity who has repeatedly topped the list of "The Most Difficult Boss" in the world, and the name of the Great Demon King is firmly on top of their heads.

Even if you have never met Osamu Dazai, just hearing a few words from the case is enough to make you shudder.

Your mind is a piece of blank paper in front of him, and your eyes, breathing, and heartbeat are all toys that he plays with in the palm of his hand.

There is no way to hide, no way to escape.

If Mengxin, who has just joined the company, is still racking his brains on how to please Osamu Dazai and how to hide his thoughts, the subordinates who worked under Osamu Dazai put out these unrealistic thoughts early on.

It's useless, you made a show, it's like watching a monkey show in the eyes of others.

Their only prayer is: Dazai cadres will not suddenly dive into the water, hang themselves suddenly, or run into the middle of the road suddenly during the mission.

After joining the port of Mafia, their marksmanship has improved, their fishing nets are getting better and better, and their relationship with the fishermen in the port has become more and more harmonious. goods.

It is enough to see the magic of Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai loves to have fun with his subordinates, and as long as he's bored, they're out of luck.

If it happened that Osamu Dazai was bored or overworked, the lucky little brother who hit the muzzle of the gun would shed his skin even if he didn't die, so...

"Let's draw lots, brothers, and decide today's lucky one." A group of boys in black suits raised their hands together and looked at the bamboo sticks in the lottery holder solemnly.

When the time comes to decide the fate, someone must die.

"You can't escape, let's go, friend." The unlucky ghost who won the red lottery was patted on the shoulder in a trance, and quickly piled up a mountain of information in his hand, "Don't be afraid, brothers crowdfunded and bought you a tomb in the cemetery." , I will see you off well."

"Is it so sure that I will die?! Give people some hope!" The lucky guy wailed in despair.

After howling, he took a deep breath and walked towards Osamu Dazai's office with a mountain of documents.

It is inevitable for Dazai to be angry because there are too many materials.They were not sure what Dazai Osamu meant, so they didn't dare to screen without authorization.

"I heard that cadre Dazai hates paperwork the most. Am I going to explain why I'm here today." The big brother, the hunk, burst into tears.

"Are these all new documents sent?" A cute head poked out from Osamu Dazai's office, startling the big brother.

"Miss Ling Ling." He bowed his head immediately.

The beautiful black-haired girl in front of him is the new deputy of Dazai's cadre. Dazai's subordinates have been curious about her for a long time, and have never dared to speak to her.

It's so beautiful, even more beautiful than the most exquisite glazed doll, even the dark bloody ones have to hold their breath for such beauty.

More importantly, Osamu Dazai is inseparable from her.No matter where Ling Ling is, Osamu Dazai is always no more than five meters away from her.

Too intimate.

"Let me see it before you take it in...these are the only ones that need to be signed immediately. This part is a summary and then sent over. For the rest of the documents, you can make up your own mind on the left side of the stack, and type back and rewrite the right side of the document."

The eldest brother stared blankly at the person in front of him quickly sorting the documents into categories.

Her eyes stayed on the paper for less than half a second. The snow-white printing paper was like flying butterfly wings at the girl's fingertips. The afterimage still remained in the pupils, and the destination of the document had already been determined.

In the end, Lingling took the document that had shrunk by a third and shook it at him: "I'll bring these in directly, and please take the rest back."

"Oh, oh." The eldest brother nodded dully, watching the door of the office close before his eyes.

This is the end?He doesn't need to see Dazai cadre anymore?

The feeling of remaining alive after the catastrophe fermented in his heart. He lowered his head and flipped through two pages of documents while recalling the girl's flowing movements.

Indeed, as she said, all important documents were picked out one by one, and all that was left was work that needed to be processed by them.

If this stack of useful and useless documents is sent to Osamu Dazai's office, they will all be labeled as "useless people".

In port mafia, "useless" equals "death".

"Zero-chan is just too kind." In the office, Osamu Dazai complained dissatisfiedly, "I hate waste. If you can't even do the most basic work well, what's the use of keeping them?"

Ling Ling was about to put the documents on Dazai Zhi's desk, when he heard this, he looked up, with a little puzzled expression in his eyes: "Good intentions? I don't have any."

She doesn't care about Dazai Osamu's subordinates, isn't it his own decision to go or stay?

"Then why did you help him?" Osamu Dazai lay back on the chair, and the angle of view of looking up coincided with Lingling's lowering of his head.

"I know it's impossible for them to make up their own minds and classify the documents on the first day." Dazai Osamu said lazily, "Whether the people drawn out by lottery can go back alive is unknown. Doesn't Zero Sauce think that I will make trouble for no reason, pitiful and innocent Did they help me because they were persecuted by me?"

Dazai's tone was sour.

Lingling's ability to handle work is very strong, but she regards herself as a writer's cultivation system, unless Dazai Osamu needs to rush the manuscript, otherwise she will not take the initiative to help share.

When he was in Panxingjiao, Xia Youjie next door was almost overwhelmed by work, and Lingling would not interfere with his affairs. Why did he take the initiative to help others when he returned to the port of Mafia?

Is there something special about that person?Like him, he has the potential to become a literary giant, so is Ling Ling reluctant to let him be blamed by himself?

The little cat is angry, is he still your favorite slaughter?

Ling Ling looked down at Osamu Dazai, whose face seemed to be calm, but whose eyes were full of condemnation, and fell into deep thought.

Human beings, is your brain power too good?

"If I remember correctly," Lingling plucked Osamu Dazai's crow-like eyelashes with his fingertips, "Isn't it the master who said he hated work and wanted to get off work early to eat taiyaki?"

"They brought too many documents, I'm afraid you won't be happy when you see it." She blew lightly into Dazai's eyes.

The eyelashes of the young man lying back on the chair were trembling by the breeze, Dazai Osamu did not blink, still staring at the black pupil with zero inorganic substance.

In those inhuman eyes, there is only his figure.

"I wanted to relax Master, but you got angry instead." Lingling bent her lower lip slyly, "I've changed my mind, I'm going to get the rest of the documents back now."

It is not easy to want to work, I am satisfied with you!

"It's so cruel." Osamu Dazai grabbed Lingling's wrist and put it in his arms, "Zero-chan is really good-natured, I want to get off work early too."

His voice was low and soft, and he deliberately bit the end of it softly, acting like a baby.

Cunning humans don't like apologizing, and Osamu Dazai knows how to soften people's hearts.

Lingling doesn't like beauty attacks, but shows weakness and acting like a baby.

Osamu Dazai occasionally regrets the zero-zero basic setting.The eyes see too much information, the beauty and ugliness of people are meaningless to her, and Osamu Dazai's most destructive weapon cannot be used.

If Ling Lingneng was hit by the beauty crit, plus the three-piece suit of acting coquettishly, showing weakness, and being good-looking, Osamu Dazai might have the hope of delaying the draft.

"If you want to get off work, work hard." Ling Ling was pulled into Dazai's lap and sat down, with a fluffy head on his shoulder.

She tapped Dazai Osamu's forehead lightly with her fingers: "No fishing is allowed."

"Okay, okay." Osamu Dazai muttered, picked up a pen and opened the document, and finally got up his energy to deal with Mori Ogai's errand.

It is such a painful thing for a super-class fisherman not to be able to catch fish, and it must be posted to restore sanity and vitality.

Ling Ling temporarily replaced the original SR Hawaiian Hula card, and added a [Vigor] buff to Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai, who has zero zero to suck, gets the job done very smoothly.He stretched himself, and was about to leave work when he suddenly received a request from Mori Ogai to go to the finance department first and then come to the chief's office.

The finance department is downstairs, and the chief's office is on the top floor, so it's not easy at all.

Osamu Dazai gradually became murderous.

Should he really consider the option of seeking power and usurping the throne?

"Zero-chan wait for me in the office for a while, I'll go to the finance department first." Osamu Dazai was not very happy, but he didn't want Lingling to follow him too much, "When I come back, let's go to Mr. Mori's together, and then go eat Taiyaki."

"Okay." Ling Ling waved goodbye to Osamu Dazai. She was lying on a chair playing the newly released advanced version of Tetris, when she suddenly heard a rustling sound.

The closed office door was knocked lightly twice, and a familiar head appeared evasively.

"Is there something wrong?" Lingling's subordinates kept playing games, and raised their eyes slightly.

"Miss Lingling, thank you for your help just now." The big brother was pushed by the colleague behind him, he took a step forward, and raised the pile of snacks that was terribly high in his hand, "We bought some snacks, please Be sure to accept it!"

Sending the documents to Osamu Dazai through Lingling is hundreds of times better than sending them themselves.Little aunt, from today on you will be the aunt of the whole office!

Snacks are great, she likes them.

When Osamu Dazai came back, he could hardly find Ling Ling, the sofa was covered with hills of thick dim sum, wagashi, puffed snacks and candies, only one black hair was dangling, as if he was very happy.

"The office has become ugly." Osamu Dazai sighed helplessly.

There is not even a single green plant in his office, the pure black color is overwhelming, and the air is filled with the unique smell of a house that has not been occupied all year round.

Ling Ling has only been here for a day, the sweet candy smell has swept away the empty dead silence, and colorful snack packages are piled up everywhere, Osamu Dazai knows that his gang of subordinates who are afraid of death gave Ling Ling tribute.

He should have been mad that the assertive guys had made a mess of his office.

"Master, this candy is delicious." Ling Ling happily put a few candies wrapped in pink and white into Osamu Dazai's hand, "I'll ask where they bought it."

"No need to ask." Osamu Dazai hooked Lingling's sleeve and pulled him back, "If you like it, let them buy it and send it to you."

Although those subordinates are stupid and useless, they only give gifts with a wink.

It is not useless to send the right things and the right people.

"Keep it." Dazai Osamu said lightly.

He peeled off the candy wrapper and fed the candy ball into Lingling's mouth, then pinched her cheeks with candy in his hands: "Is it sweet?"

Ling Ling couldn't talk with sugar in his mouth, so he nodded.

"Then I'll try it too."

Dazai lowered his head.

His movements were light, and the tip of his tongue tentatively licked the girl's soft lips, leaving a light water mark.

Ling Ling blinked, but she didn't close her eyes obediently as Osamu Dazai imagined.

The girl stuck out her tongue dexterously, and a jewel-like round sugar ball was slightly rolled up by the tip of the tongue, unfolding like a shell, showing the pearl hidden inside.

"Here." She chuckled, "You come and grab it."

Dazai gasped for breath.

He leaned over.

The author has something to say: it's just grabbing sugar, nothing (to finger)

Friends who want to be crooked, please let me see your brain supplements (hand pen)

PS: The title "Sugar, was snatched away" comes from "Hori and Miyamura", the manga is so sweet, I beg you all to read it!Fan is also updating!