Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

Chapter 207

"Okay, here you go." Rimbaud didn't even hesitate, and added by the way: "The casino is also left to you to organize, and you can use whatever you want to kill. Do you need the oracle of silver?"

"It's best if you have it, and it doesn't matter if you don't have it." He shrugged and hugged the potato chips that flew out, and slowly stuffed them into his mouth one by one: "I don't need the oracle of silver, you can lend me the guerrillas."

"Oh, the guerrillas are now in chaos, you can ask the important people in Guangjin." She wrote and drew on the paper without looking up, and Dr. Mori can see it from the angle of the five cadres in the future. job placement.

It's so courageous that even an old man left by the ancestors doesn't need it.Of course, if it was him, he wouldn't choose those idiots.

The plan for the development of the organization was decided so happily, and everyone left the venue in an orderly manner, only Luanbu was still chewing potato chips on the table: "What am I going to do?"

Rimbaud looked up and thought for a while: "Help me see if there are any people sent by other organizations who secretly want to be friends with me, and people who want to resign but are too embarrassed to report to me? Don’t shout out in person, just tell me quietly.”

"Obviously it's about catching undercover agents and traitors. It's just two words and you have to say such a long string. Are you coaxing Mr. Ranbu like a child?" He complained like a baby while holding potato chips, and she laughed and said: "How could it be! Which heartless adult would let a child catch undercover agents and traitors?"

His eyes were so bright that he almost jumped up and pointed at her and said "You are".

"You go to rest first, there is no rush for work, when the mood recovers, when will you go to work again." She held her chin and smiled, as expected, she was coaxing the child.

Luanbu opened his eyes wide and put down the bag of potato chips. Before he could open his mouth, Sakunosuke Oda, who also left behind, stuffed a recording pen and a whole set of extracted student status documents: "Your file, the school has been done. As for The legacy left by your father, please give me some time, my math is not very good."

"Go to the office to borrow an accountant, and you can use a lawyer as you please." The leader's voice came from above, the red-haired young man just nodded without making a sound, then got up and left - took it away, put down the potato chips and picked up the wave instead Soda for little kids.

She stretched her waist and freed herself after everyone had left. The white paper in front of her was scribbled and altered, and it was harder to identify than the prescription.She changed the paper and transcribed the content one by one and stuffed it into the memo folder. There were already more than ten pages of similar paper in it.

"Doctor Sen, the piece of land that was foreclosed is handed over to you. Whether it's real or not, whether it's a bait or a trap, we must get this piece of land." Anyway, if it's not used to grow food, why do you care about me?

"I understand, let's deal with it." He bent down slightly, raised his hand and picked a scrap of fabric from the top of her hair: "As long as it is what you want, I will present it to you no matter what."

"Doctor Sen." She didn't even raise her head, and made a puzzled voice while reading the memo left earlier.He responded softly by her side: "BOSS?"

"You're showing your loyalty too much, it's a bit fake." The leader lady held her forehead and sighed.

"Is that so, pay attention next time." The private doctor suddenly realized.

"..." So it really is fake!

She stuffed the memo back into the folder, pushed the table and stood up: "I'm going to eat and take a walk, it's up to you." After speaking, she walked around the desk and Mori Ogai who was standing beside her.

The wooden door opened and closed, but the figure was gone.Dr. Sen picked up the folder she had left behind and opened it one by one. The chic and elegant letters were arranged together, and the man who had secretly taught himself the language brushed over the lines of text with his hands.

It is a clear plan for the future. When everyone is passing by, someone is soberly writing a life on the right path for them.

What a good leader, he was reluctant to start.

"What should I do? Miss Rimbaud, I feel as if I'm about to fall in love with you." This is really sad news, both for you and me.

Once again, Rimbaud successfully skipped work and left under the nose of the doctor. Rimbaud didn't step on anyone this time.I was happy to eat the late lunch... Well, it was a bit late for dinner. She also bought the choker that she had been thinking about since noon. Impeccable free and sexy.

She looked at her new image in the mirror—well, good, I'm so handsome.

Facing the mirror, she straightened her hat by the way, and the orange-haired dumpling passing by stared at her for several seconds.

Look at the hat and choker, with a look of appreciation.

Don't look at it, wait until you grow taller than me, and you can wake up handsome every day.Ms. Rimbaud, with a net height of 1.7m[-], encourages the children with her eyes - as long as the aesthetics converge, you are my half-cousin!

However, the other party blushed like a little sheep and ran away with his head down.

Can't you see that the little short legs are upside down and running fast?

After shopping around, she called the chief farming officer to tell him about PortMafia's future movements, and the other party also told her the specific bottom line of the protection contract.This large-scale "official leak" lasted for half an hour, and both sides felt that they were about to break their nerves before they stopped their self-defeating behavior: "You can restrict PortMafia to cut off the inflow of drugs/products in the Kanto area, which is very good. I'm considering for The PortMafia under your control applies for a 'Permit to Open with Special Ability', and then you will be an ordinary president of a normal club, and you can be considered whitewashed without losing your job."

The meaning of Zhongtian Shantouhuo is very clear-don't think about coming back, we don't have the ability to collect the net, you just take your subordinates and try to go to the shore by yourself, because of our past superiors and subordinates, I will help you apply for one The lifebuoy is all right, come on!

This is the rhythm that has completely given up on treatment...

No... "Master Farming! Haven't you unloaded the mill yet?" She was a little dazed, did I skip two hundred chapters and didn't read it?Why did the story develop to such an extent all of a sudden?

"Come on, let's try harder?"

The bald chief said in a heavy tone: "That's it, we held a meeting to study your situation, and then found that the cost of rescuing you out and arranging for you to stay in the former was too great and almost incalculable, and finally we unanimously decided to support you as a Good job, the leader of PortMafia. Don’t worry about the criminal record, someone will lurk in and talk to you in the future.”

Rimbaud: "..."

You have already talked about this, what else can I do... I can only do it honestly.Is there an undercover agent more tragic than me in this world?Being fooled into lying down and becoming the boss of the enemy, what are you doing!

"Ah... by the way, Attila, there is a small organization on your site that sells ecstasy/head/pills to minors, you deal with it directly, and they will be cheaper for life." As soon as the unscrupulous boss finished publishing Hang up the phone after the task, and behave quite ruthlessly, shamelessly and unreasonably.

Hey!

Grief and indignation are not enough to describe her mood at the moment, so she can only swipe her card to spend something to calm her emotions.I don't know if Rainbow's little brother has any new jokes to tell today.

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After twelve o'clock midnight is the time for adults, and it is also the time when PortMafia is active.Ms. Rimbaud, who is both an adult and a PortMafia, and even a leader, opened a champagne tower in Rainbow, surrounded by a circle of male PRs vying to please her with fruit, snacks, and jokes.

It is really romantic and suave, chic and freehand, Lang Yan is unique, unparalleled in the world... There is no sense of disobedience at all.

What Doctor Sen saw when he rushed to the scene was this luxurious scene.Fortunately, the male publicists only dared to tell normal jokes or act coquettishly around her, none of them dared to overstep their limits in action, otherwise the Cowherd shop might have to change a group of employees today...

"Boss, there is something wrong with Guangjin." The young people gathered around Rimbaud and took a step back when they saw him approaching.The doctor stepped forward and bowed slightly. She rubbed her temples: "Ah, I got it. I'll come here today and pay the bill." She took out two cards, one black, and the other... Platinum gold is expensive. , with "VVIP" engraved on it, which made him twitch his eyes.

Putting on a hat and overcoat, and receiving the card and bill from the waiter, Rimbaud and others opened the door before leaving the Cowherd's shop.Mori Ogai followed her, and the two turned the corner to the empty long street before she asked, "What's the matter with Guangjin?"

"It's Mr. Dazai. A quasi-cadre in charge of smuggling committed suicide. The evidence left behind all points out that Dazai persecuted him. Members are not allowed to fight privately. This is the iron law of PortMafia. If it is found to be true, I think that child It will probably be torn apart alive by the deceased's cronies and thrown into the sea." There was no mercy in the words, as if Dazai was not pulled back from the death line by his own hands.

Rimbaud wrapped around the scarf and thought for ten seconds: "Well, he'll be fine. Being torn apart is an unattractive and uncomfortable way of dying, and it's also very difficult to clean up. That kid doesn't like it."

"I think so too, but the real murderer seems to have brought some bad things with PortMafia's boat." If it's just an unjust case, it's far from needing to bother the leader.

She thought of the previous request from the farming chief: "Let me guess... are they some small, colorful, sweet-looking pills that make people want to shake their heads when they eat them?"

He smiled and waited for her solution: "You are always right, BOSS."

"Let Luanbu go, doesn't he really want to have some fun?" He can also make children and children become good friends, Lao Tzu is really a good person.

Dr. Sen raised his eyebrows: "You seem to be very dependent on your newcomer?"

"I count on you, Doctor." Her bright brown eyes were misty, like a reclusive witch in the depths of a swamp who would magically turn a king who fell in love with her into a cabbage.

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

Miss Rimbaud: MMP! MMP did you hear that!

Chief Farmer: Crooked?crooked!crooked?The signal is not good, I didn't hear it, hang up!