Started with a green hat for Verlaine

Ordinary people without the name of a literary giant want to awaken supernatural powers, and the success rate is like winning the lottery.

Ma Shengqiu also wanted Lan Tang to awaken the supernatural power, so it was much easier——

Just need an opportunity.

【Danger. 】

……

In the headquarters of the port mafia, there were suddenly more people who were hostile to him.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Aso got out of the car, went to work on time, and walked straight into the lobby on the first floor of the headquarters.He walked to the elevator, and all kinds of mafia members around him paid attention to him, basically looking at the high-level treatment, but they lacked the awe they should have in their eyes. A money-making master and a person with supernatural powers are two different things.

It is not that there are people with non-supernatural powers in Hong Kong gangsters, but people in high positions, such as the ministers of several departments, are all people with strong management ability or excellent technology.They are satisfied with their position as a leader, and will not consider going up, because in terms of ability, they are enough to secure their current position.

Ma Shengqiu is also different.

If you can make money to an exceptional level, money ability can be equivalent to supernatural ability.

It's hard, hard...well, probably a little easier than winning the lottery.

The leader promised him the position of a quasi-cadre for the sake of profit, and he wanted to force out all his earning power.As long as Ma Shengqiu can meet the requirements of the leader, the position of a non-combatant faction quasi-cadre can be easily obtained.

Ma Shengqiu also pressed the floor button and stood in the elevator, while no one else came in.

As the elevator went up, he looked up at the surveillance camera in the elevator, his eyes were calm, and he thought of another intention of the leader.

[The leader trusts me, not what he doesn't like...]

[This is tempering. 】

Ma Shengqiu, this too bright fake diamond, was picked by the leader and was about to be polished.

Should he be happy?

At least it wasn't a real diamond that polished each other with him!

It will break!

Ma Shengqiu was also buried in his work, and wrote a one-year plan for the port mafia, using all short-term money-making methods.Before his status was stabilized, he didn't want to leave too long-term investment for the port mafia. After all, making money for others and being threatened with his life every day, there was no better way to make money for himself.

Money, power, and beauty are the goals of struggle in the hearts of men.

In the past, he had no chance to touch the right, but now he doesn't want to think about other things, just complete the assessment.

Natsume-sensei's thick leg, he hugged it!

"For my wife!" Ma Shengqiu was also full of motivation, "For the positioning of the family! Even if Lan Tang joins the port mafia next year, I can't be reduced to the point where my wife can support me."

As he got off work, Guangjin Liulang was dressed in British style, playing with a lighter in his hand, waiting for the elevator downstairs.The flames sometimes popped up and sometimes disappeared. He had already made an appointment with the Black Lizard to drink after get off work. When he saw the frayed lighter, he couldn't help but think of the person who gave it to him——Aso Qiuya.

A very nice young man, with a stable temper and no lack of ability, but other aspects are very different.

He found that after seeing Gao Shengqiu in the headquarters, Aso was always alone, coming and going in a hurry. After leaving the translation department, the other party was familiar with people in the relevant department, but no one could be called a friend.The man's eyes occasionally linger on the cityscape outside the Port Mafia, enjoying himself and rarely paying attention to his colleagues.

What is the other party looking at?What are you happy about?

no one knows.

Humans are a group of creatures, and those who can break away from the group are lonely and dangerous.

Aso Qiu also encountered a lot of trouble.

Out of this feeling of support, Guangjin Liulang deliberately waited for a while in front of the elevator, and sure enough, Aso Qiu, who got off work on time every day, also appeared in the elevator in front of him.The black-haired young man was playing with his mobile phone. Seeing the elevator stop, he looked forward and saw Guangjin Liulang, and immediately put the mobile phone back into his pocket, "Mr. Guangjin!"

Guangjin Liulang walked into the elevator, "Qiuya-kun."

What kind of conversation took place in the elevator is unknown to outsiders, and the members of the headquarters responsible for management and monitoring will not intentionally watch the conversation between the two high-level Hong Kong gangsters.After Guangjin Liulang left, Ma Shengqiu also looked hesitant, and rarely used his mobile phone to dial the number of his colleagues in the past: "Senior Wu Chuan, are you free tonight? Have a drink?"

Guangjin Liulang told him, don’t confine yourself to work communication, you might as well meet other people when you have time, the more people you know at the bottom, the more likely to give you unexpected surprises.

The port mafia is a big tree rooted in the night, each root absorbs different nutrients.

Unless it is a failure to be a human being, it is impossible for every tree root not to want to support Aso Qiuya.

The family was full of people, but there were many people in black suits in the izakaya after get off work hours. Aso Akiya received a warm welcome when he came. Many colleagues who knew him in the past stood up, smiled and waved hello.

"Master Aso!"

"I just said that Aso-kun will come, and Aso-kun pays great attention to promises."

"Come drink, Senior Aso!"

"Aso, this way! I reserved a seat for you, and I must treat you, the promoted guy, today!"

Wu Chuan Quancheng patted the empty seat, and let go of the pressure of work to speak.

This is the atmosphere among the civilian members. There is less tension and tit-for-tat. They never have to worry about being beaten for talking casually. They don't rely on force to make friends, and they are more like normal club employees.

"Thank you." Ma Shengqiu also walked quickly, a little unaccustomed, separated from the middle and lower levels for a period of time, he regained the feeling of being dragged off work to drink in the past, and he actually felt a strange sense of relief.

In the process of drinking, Ma Shengqiu inevitably became the object of being flattered and drunk.

Who made his life look so happy.

Naturally, Ma Shengqiu would not explain his crisis, he would not refuse anyone who came, he drank it as soon as he could, his cheeks soon became slightly drunk, his eyes remained clear, he would definitely maintain his rationality and vigilance outside .

"It's not easy for you, kid. It's like this when you get mixed up in the top management." Wuchuan Quancheng also winked at Ma Shengqiu. He is the standard uncle age. He has been married for many years and has been in the translation department for ten years. The state of Aso Qiuya.Wu Chuan Quancheng thinks he can't do it, so he has to stay sane while drinking?Live so hard like that, and sooner or later your nerves will break.

"Come and drink, don't think too much, someone will take you home when you're drunk."

"...will be worried."

Aso replied with a shy smile that hadn't opened for a long time.

"Are you talking about your girlfriend?" Wu Chuan Quancheng was puzzled, and pointed to a young man who was the same age as Aso Qiuya across the dining table. They are looking for a girl from the logistics department of the port mafia, and the two got married this summer!"

Sasaki Hashio hurriedly said, "I don't dare to compare with Senior Aso, my family is urging me to get married."

Wuchuan Quancheng scolded with a smile: "Do you usually show off less?"

Turning his head, Wu Chuan Quancheng asked: "I heard that the French are not very reliable, are you sure you can keep it? If you really like it, it's better to tie it up early. It's harder to get a stable lover early with a job like yours."

Ma Shengqiu didn't put on airs and said bluntly: "We will get married sooner or later."

Wuchuan Quancheng complained: "I heard you say that before. After two years, not only have I never seen you, but I have never drank your wedding wine. Be careful, you have been played by someone."

Ma Shengqiu lowered his eyes and said softly, "I won't let anyone run away."

Wuchuan Quancheng once again felt the long-lost horror.

He shivered.

No wonder it's not easy to become a high-level Hong Kong and black person, and they have such weird personalities when they fall in love.

"Tsk tsk, you boy—" the second half of the sentence didn't come out, Wu Chuan Quancheng changed his mind to mention something else, "You're right to take the initiative to participate in the party, we drinkers always love to mention you."

Ma Shengqiu also took the initiative to pour wine for the older senior who had brought him, and said with a smile, "Why do you mention me?"

Wuchuan Quancheng was overjoyed and said: "You were promoted from the bottom!"

Ma Shengqiu didn't understand either.

Wuchuan Quancheng pointed out his doubts, "Don't underestimate yourself. The port mafia recruits so many newcomers every year, and it grows day by day. How many people can climb up from the bottom? The initial physical examination and A lot of people were screened out in the spear skill assessment. You two are not good at everything. The only advantage is that you entered the industry early and have enough time to climb up. But ordinary people, I’m talking about old members like me who don’t want to take risks. It’s at the top of this position.”

Ma Shengqiu also made a reading comprehension: "It means that Wu Chuan's predecessors are willing to go for it, and they must be higher than the current position."

Wuchuan Quancheng was embarrassed: "Don't talk nonsense! I have a wife and a child soon, and I will be satisfied when I reach the retirement age!"

As soon as Ma Shengqiu heard that he had a wife and children, he muttered, "You still envy me."

Wu Chuan Quancheng was delighted by what he said, and he was more angry than others. It was a different kind of flattery to say envious words from the mouth of a young man who was better than him.

"Aso, I can give you a little bit of confidence. Others don't know, but the members of the middle and lower classes in Hong Kong and black definitely regard you as a target, not a target of jealousy... Well, don't look at me like that, I admit that there will be a little bit of jealousy , it is human nature, it is inevitable, but the higher you are promoted, the more hope you will give young people."

"This society—"

Wuchuan Quancheng drank too much wine, and uttered some words that had been suppressed for a long time, but was stopped by many people.

Ma Shengqiu also sat by the side, quietly listening to the senior's words.

"People who are born with supernatural powers have everything, whether it is money or social status... people like us who are not suitable to become fighters, usually sit in an office, or block a stray bullet. That's all."

"Aso...it's so unfair."

"You have to spend more effort, much stronger than those with supernatural powers, to have a chance."

"The leader of our port mafia is wise..."

Wuchuan Quancheng has his own survival experience. When he is drunk, he will not forget his instinct. Regardless of the words that cross the line, at the end, don't forget to thank the boss of his organization!

Ma Shengqiu also felt a slight movement in his heart. It turned out that he was not the only traveler who felt the oppression from the back of society.

He handed the crooked Wuchuan Quancheng to the people on the other side to support him, and quickly looked at the faces of more than a dozen people at a table. Most of the people drinking together were young people, and their eyes agreed, and those who disagreed were those The middle-aged people who lost their vigor, bowed their heads to drink one by one, as if their edges and corners had been smoothed by reality.

Is that so...

It turned out to be like this... Everyone has ambitions in their hearts, just like themselves.

But they have no chance to release.

Aso Qiu also raised his wine glass and blurted out in the hot atmosphere of the izakaya: "I would like to offer a toast to everyone."

Everyone looked up at him, their eyes seemed to be ignited by the smell of alcohol, it was the light of fireflies exhausted.

"For our ordinaryness and unwillingness."

Wen Ye's world.

It is not only a place where cats and cats fight, but also a place where wild dogs bite their prey and survive.

Aso Qiu was also laughing.

Once again, he still has to be crazy about himself.