Sword Men's Guide to Re-Employment

Jimu Qingren followed Yamato Shou An Ding into the room, but found that the room was empty, and there was no one else except himself and An Ding.

"Hello, today is my duty..." Yamato Shou'an smiled at Jimu Qingren.

"Hello,? I'm Jimuqing,? Nice to meet you,? Where's the boss?"

"I'm Yamato Morita." Yamato Morita pointed to himself, and then introduced to his friends who were not present, "You've seen the video too,? The one with the red nails is California Kiyomitsu. As for the boss, ?He has a game today."

Hearing the names of the two, Jim Muqing was in a daze for a while. These two names...don't seem to be human names.

Taking advantage of Yamato's peace and security, he went to the kitchen to pour water, and Jim Muqing searched carefully.

Sure enough,? That was the name of the two swords, and what was more famous than the swords was,? Their previous masters.

Chief Okita.

and so……

In order to have a good relationship with other colleagues...do I want to have a similar stage name?

Jimu Qing was lost in thought.

"You don't need to change your name." A steady voice sounded, startling Jim Muqing, who was thinking about her stage name, to jump.

"Oh, okay, okay." I don't know when I said to myself, just say what I said in my heart. Jim Muqing hurriedly changed the subject, "Then when can I start working?"

Yamato Shou'an looked at Jimu Qingren in surprise, "Ah,? The master went to the competition. Tell him when you come back."

"Then what am I doing now?" Jimu Qingren looked at the room, then at Yamato Shou'an, "Going to the company?"

"The company hasn't been built yet." Anding spread his hands, and finally saw Jim Muqing fidgeting, and then thought about it, "Yes, you have a colleague, why don't you get in touch."

"Colleague?" Jim Muqing asked curiously, "Can I ask where my colleague is now?"

"He's on vacation in Hokkaido." Yamato Mamoru looked through the landline, and finally found Wenren Huashan's phone number, copied the phone number, noted his name, and handed the piece of paper to Qingren Jimu.

Seeing Anding's good handwriting, Jim Muqing silently recorded the news in his brain, and at the same time began to analyze how this advantage should be quietly publicized.

but……

Holding the note from An Ding, Jim Muqing fell into confusion.

Just now, she seemed to hear what An Ding called the little boss?

Owner?

What kind of strange name is this... or does that boy have some strange hobby.

Jimu Qing thought wildly for a while, and suddenly heard An Ding standing by the window "Huh".

"What's wrong?" Jimu Qing asked subconsciously.

"It's nothing, it seems to be raining..." An Ding looked out the window, then turned her head.

Sunlight poured in from the window, with a hazy and dreamy atmosphere, the blue-haired boy tilted his head slightly.

At this moment, light and shadow are intertwined, and the stable figure - half stands in the sun, - half stands in the shadow.

"Crack." Instinctively, Jimu Qing took out his phone and took a picture of this scene.

"Ah, we can do a photo publicity first." Jimu Qingren met An Ding's gaze and explained.

"..." An Ding was silent for a few seconds, then nodded, "Okay, master can listen to you."

Jim Muqing looked at the photo in his hand, "Since there is no job now, why not build the company's external platform first."

Afterwards, Jimu Qingren was full of energy, and while dialing Huashan Wenren's phone number, he took out his notebook from his pocket.Flat lights a bunch of digital products.

While the boss of the company was concentrating on his tennis hobby, the fans who used to watch the official videos on the video website or the videos that were saved privately found that it was dawn in the blink of an eye.

"My new wall has finally learned to operate!"

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Nanchuan Yu, who was ignorant of the company's changes, looked at the numbers on the scoreboard with satisfaction and smiled contentedly.

"3-1"

Although the first round of the game must be played for five games, but at this time the victory and defeat have been divided, and the opponent...

No courage to fight again.

He easily dealt with the head of the tennis club of Kasumi No. [-] Middle School who had no fighting spirit, but Nanchuan Yu had no plans to return to Bingsheng early.

After all, they ended early, so they can naturally watch the games of other teams. Not only can they see the strength of their opponents, but they can also collect a lot of information.

The minister's proposal was approved by the ministers.

"So let's go to watch Lihai University's game!" Nan Chuanyou waved his fist, his face full of excitement.

All of Bingsheng Middle School Tennis Club: "..."

Being watched with subtle eyes, Nan Chuanyou shook his body.

"Why do you look at me like that?"

"Minister, if you want to watch Lihai University's game, go there."

"Don't say such a high-sounding reason."

"Yes, yes, we can go to see Fudo Peak."

The former head of the tennis department quickly dismantled the stage and exposed Yu Nanchuan's little thoughts.

"Cough..." Nan Chuanyou would not admit it, since he read the report on his mental journey, he didn't dare to watch Lihai University's game alone today.

Obviously the person in that article was not himself at all, but he felt inexplicably guilty.

After agreeing to reply within three days, Yudu Nanchuan took the opportunity to make a few trips to Yokohama to complete the registration of the company in Yokohama.After confirming the company name and logo, the company address was filled in under the wonderful eyes of the staff.

"Sports Monthly" still did not reply.

"So I'm the minister, and I have the final say." Nan Chuanyou calmed down, then waved his hand, and decided.

"Cut~...Okay!" Masaya Yanzong's words turned stiffly in her mouth, and under Nanchuan Youhuan's threatening gaze, she resolutely gave up and chose Gou.

"What are you going to see?" - A gentle and familiar voice came from outside the venue.

Nan Chuanyou looked back, and Master Li Hai, who was wearing a khaki coat, was standing or sitting, appearing in the auditorium on the sidelines.

Nan Chuanyou's expression froze instantly, as if a flock of crows flew over his head with an "ahhh".

Ah, what gave him the confidence that Bingsheng's match could end faster than Lihai's?

"Okay." Seiichi Yukimura looked at Nanchuan Yu in a daze, and then said, "Xiao Yu, there is no time to be in a daze, let's go to B-1."

"B-1"

"Qingxue and Bingdi!"

Nan Chuanyou suddenly came back to his senses, thought about the past records of the two teams, and then thought about how they would meet in the first game of the game.

Although he didn't watch it, he already thought that this was an exciting enough game.

"So what are you waiting for, let's go!"

Nanchuan Yu took the lead to open the door of the tennis court and walked out.

The two teams of Bingsheng and Lihai University mixed together and rushed in one direction, and the students who saw this scene or the parents and teachers who were watching seemed to realize something and followed.

Walking beside Yukimura Seiichi, Nanchuan Yuzheng was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say, and suddenly heard the whispers of the students who followed.

"Hey, that's not right. It is clearly stated in the magazine that Minister Bingsheng and Li Haida have a bad relationship."

"Yes, yes, the two of them are so close, and they seem to have a good relationship."

"Maybe it's acting?"

"Have you lost your mind by being a fan circle? Who are they acting for, and do you pay for it?"

"It must have been scribbled in a magazine."

"Absolutely, this sports magazine for middle school students looks like the British "Sun"."

After hearing the conversations of the students around, Nanchuan Yu realized something, raised his head suddenly, leaned into Yukimura Seiichi's ear, and whispered.

"So, Yukimura-san, you... came to me for this reason?"

Nanchuan Yu lowered his voice, stood on tiptoe, covered his mouth and asked Yukimura Seichi.

"After all, "Sports Monthly" is a cooperative magazine of the Junior High School Competition Organizing Committee. If you fight with them head-on, it won't do you any good."

Yukimura Seichi explained briefly, and when facing Nanchuan Yu's blank eyes, he gave a simple example, "Do you know that your opponent in the next match will be Fudomine?"

"Ah."

"The coach they were kicked out a year ago was sent by the organizing committee, so they were banned from participating in last year's competition in the name of fighting."

"Under normal circumstances, if the school comes forward, this matter that was originally in the school can be suppressed internally."

"It's too dark!"

"Oh." Yukimura Seichi patted Nanchuan Yu's hair, "Actually, you don't need to think too much about it now, but if you want to enter the professional arena in the future...you have to see, those fair and just The darkness that followed."

Noticing Nanchuan Yu's listless expression for a moment, Yukimura Seiichi's smile did not change, but changed the subject and said, "But this is not the reason why I came to you this time."

Nanchuan Yu turned his head curiously, followed Yukimura Seiichi's eyes to look behind him, and saw Gen-rou Sanada with a serious expression on his hat.

"I'm really sorry." Sen-Lang Sanada noticed Nanchuan Yu looking over, his expression stiffened a bit, but he suddenly stopped and bowed, which startled Nanchuan Yu-jump.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" Nan Chuan took a step forward and quickly sprinted to the side, his eyes wide open, as if a cat with its hair blown up was vigilantly looking at the cucumber that was suddenly placed behind its back.

"cough."

Seiichi Yukimura laughed at Nanchuan Yu's reaction, and couldn't help suppressing his desire to laugh with a light cough.

"Although you should be serious about apologizing, Genichiro, you are too serious." Yukimura Seichi gestured with his eyes, making Sanada Gen-rou stand upright before waving his hand to signal Nanchuan Yu to approach.

Nan Chuan Yu stood back to his original position, then looked vigilantly at Gen-Lang Sanada behind his eyes, and then asked curiously, "Why did you suddenly make such a big gift?"

"Pfft. Forget it, let Xian-lang talk."

"Hmm." Gen-ro Sanada seemed to realize that there was something wrong with his approach, straightened his hat unnaturally, and said, "Because of the negligence of our dojo work, the video of the battle was leaked on the Internet, I am very sorry, we The Sanada family will do their best to make amends."

Nanchuan Yu blinked. He actually didn't understand Sanada's guilt at the moment, but he thought that this matter was related to Qingguang Anding and he, as a god judge, had no intention of helping others to forgive, so he nodded, "Well, I It will be passed on, and you can discuss it yourself when the time comes."