The morning sun was warm and dazzling, but for some reason the light stopped outside the glass window, and it couldn't shine into this cold office. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ershao, this and this ......" The person who spoke was about forty years old, short but with a huge belly, greasy hair and slightly topped, and a sharp-beaked monkey cheek but also wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which looked particularly nondescript. At this time, he timidly bent his waist, and beads of sweat the size of beans slipped from his forehead as if he didn't want money, and then he wiped them off with his cuffs, leaving black marks on his face. "This is the ...... of the month"

"Bring it!" Miyamoto, who was sitting on the boss's chair with a big grin, stood up with an anxious face, snatched the report from the man's hand, and after looking at it a few times, he threw it back into the other party's face, and the folder hit the man's cheek, leaving a small red mark, and then scattered so that the pieces of paper flew over, "Waste!" Is that what you do? What about the big project that I mentioned earlier? Don't tell me I've been robbed by that bastard again! ”

"Right...... I'm sorry! The man was so frightened that he took a few steps back, knelt down without saying a word, and fell to the floor trembling on the floor, "I don't know where the eldest young master got the news, and he avoided our ears and eyes to secretly contact ......"

"Rubbish!" Miyamoto's face was distorted with anger, and he gasped for air in anger, completely lacking his usual demeanor. He kicked the man on the shoulder, kicked him to the ground fiercely, turned around and wanted to leave, and felt still resentful, turned around and kicked the man's lower abdomen again, "Waste! Rubbish! Rubbish! What the hell do you want this waste to ......?"

The phone rang at an inopportune time, interrupting his continued violent # abusive behavior, Miyamoto glared at the man on the ground hatefully, turned back to the office and picked up the mobile phone placed on it, "Who?!" ”

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and then regardless of his evil voice, he said in a respectful tone with unconcealable admiration, "Second Shao, it's Reiko Takei!" ”

"What's the matter? Could it be that something is going on around Rin-chan? Miyamoto suppressed his anger a little, but his face was still gloomy and terrifying, he glanced at the man with his eyes, watched him tremble, stumble and get up, kneel and pick up the paper all over the floor, and smiled with a perverted "hehe".

Reiko Takei didn't answer immediately, but paused again. Just when Miyamoto Lang was impatient to wait, and she couldn't help but want to get angry again, she finally said timidly, "Her sister named Chisato Wakai ran to the school to deliver a lunch box for her today, and is now in the school cafeteria......"

"Rubbish! Won't you stop her? I said a long time ago that she wasn't allowed to get close to Rin-chan, are you farting when I give my order?! Miyamoto roared immediately, several earthworm-like writhing green tendons burst out of his forehead, and the hand holding the phone couldn't help but tighten, trembling a little.

"But ......" Reiko Takei looked stumped, and then played a petty temper coquettishly, "Is there anything good about Rin Wakai?" It's cold every day, and she can't see anything in her eyes except for her sister......"

"Shut up! Is Rin-chan something that people like you can criticize? Do you deserve it? Miyamoto roared angrily, causing the man who had just picked up all the papers to tremble and throw the papers on the ground again. He glanced at him with disgust, and then said in an even more disgusted voice, "Go get rid of that dead girl now!" If you don't even have this ability, then you say, what value do you have? ”

"I ......"

"Less nonsense! Get on the errand! Miyamoto Lang ruthlessly interrupted her defense, pouting with a snarky face, "A woman like you who took the initiative to post it, I've met a lot of Miyamoto Lang, never compare a rotten thing like you with Rin-chan, because you don't deserve it!" ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then he hung up silently.

"Hello?" Hearing the prompt sound of the phone hanging up, Miyamoto's face became even more ugly, and he threw the phone out of his hand with all his might. "Bastard! How dare you hang up on me! ”

The phone was smashed against the glass window, and then shattered into several pieces, most of which fell down the window, only one splashed back and fell to pieces on the ground.

In front of the building with Miyamoto's giant red letters written on it, Reiko Takei, who was biting her lip, had an ugly face, her hands were clasped together in front of her chest, and she was holding her mobile phone tightly, not knowing what she was thinking, and her movements were stalemate and did not move. Suddenly, a few pieces of things fell from a high altitude, and with the sound of "Xiu Xiu" wind, they crackled and fell in front of her left.

At this time, a man wearing a suit and obviously a white-collar worker of the company walked by, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly hid to the side, showing an embarrassed face. Although he was not hit by something in the end, it seemed that because of the damage to his face, his face was still black to the bottom of the pot, he looked at the sky with an unhappy face, and scolded angrily in an unsatisfactory tone, "Damn!" Who is so immoral? ＆△﹟※……”

The other people passing by turned their heads slightly and looked at him with disdain, which made his behavior a little more restrained, muttered something unwillingly, and ran away.

Reiko Takei looked over a little slowly, and realized that it was the remains of some electronic products, which looked like they belonged to the same mobile phone. On one of the things that looks like a case, there is a mobile phone chain made of wooden cards as the main body, the wooden card is only a small piece of rectangle, engraved with the word "peace", and the shiny mahogany is lined with black handwriting, which looks very simple and heavy.

She let go of one of her grips on the phone, and an identical phone chain slipped and dangled onto her phone. Reiko Takei approached and crouched down, picked up the chain from the wreckage of the phone, and held it tightly in the palm of her hand. The delicately patterned nails sank deep into her white palms, pressing out red crescent scars. Her deliberately suppressed face obscured her ambition, unwillingness, anger, and a little sadness that she hadn't even noticed.

"Miss, are you alright? Is there anything I can do to help? ”

A gentle and domineering voice suddenly sounded above Reiko Takei's head, and it was like a trickling stream, washing away her anger and unwillingness to achieve her ambitions.

Reiko Takei slowly raised her head, and the person standing in front of her against the light was bending over and looking at her gently, her handsome and tough face seemed to be gilded by the sun, and her dazzling eyes were completely focused, as if she was the only one in the world in his eyes.

The man stretched out his hand to her elegantly, and that kind of mature gentlemanly demeanor was incomparable to the irritable and irritable Miyamoto Lang. "Pretty young lady, allow me to help you up."

Reiko Takei's cheeks were slightly red, and she turned her head slightly shyly, and carefully put her thin white hand into the man's palm, "I'm sorry for you." ”

After the man helped Reiko Takei up, he didn't let go of her hand immediately, but deliberately moved his body to block the dazzling sunlight for her, and his eyes showed a look of pure appreciation, "My name is Taro Miyamoto, I don't know Miss's surname?" ”

"I'm Reiko Takei, thank you so much today, Miyamoto-san." Reiko Takei bit her lip lightly and lowered her head, gently withdrew her hand, and then entangled her hands in front of her, tossing the hem of her clothes angrily. Under the shy demeanor, the eyes full of scheming and calculation are hidden in the shadows that no one can see, and they flicker with a strange light from time to time.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Takei, I wonder if it's an honor to have a cup of coffee?" Taro Miyamoto's eyes flashed with ambition, and a look of arrogance flashed across his face, "You can tell me what happened to make a beautiful young lady like you sad." ”

"This ......" Reiko Takei didn't notice the change in his expression, and made a reserved appearance of dilemma.

"Don't you believe me? Maybe I can help, maybe not! "That being said, Taro Miyamoto has already reached out and made a gesture of invitation." Even if I really can't do anything, I hope to be able to be a listener and let your mood be relieved. ”

Reiko Takei's tone became timid, but she didn't really refuse, "That'...... Then you're in for trouble. ”

"Please, I know that the Blue Mountains with a coffee house are very authentic, and I hope you can enjoy it too." Miyamoto Taro led Reiko Takei to the top sedan parked on the side of the road, opened the door for her very gentlemanly, bent over and put one hand on the roof of the car, and waited for Reiko Takei to get into the car, and then closed the door lightly.

Before going around to the driver's seat and getting into the car, Miyamoto Taro looked into the shadow of the building, showed an arrogant and smug smile, and then sat in the driver's seat and stepped on the accelerator handsomely. The car made a screeching engine sound, flew away like an arrow from a string, and disappeared into the traffic after changing lanes several times.

At the position he was looking at just now, a hand with thick joints and rough skin suddenly stretched out from the shadow into the sunlight, and opened the lid of the lighter in his hand with a "snap". The moment he retracted into the shadows and lit his cigarette, the firelight reflected half of the face of the man hidden in the shadows.

It was a tall man with pale and rough skin, an ordinary appearance, and a jaw covered with stubble. Although the time it appeared in everyone's eyes was only an instant, the corners of his mouth provoked by mockery completely exposed his disdain, "Hmph! Adou who can't be helped. Alas! It seems that you really can't eat that guy's stuff in the future, the price is too great. ”

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The balance of eighteen chapters, no need to add, above ~

After the previous sealing of the text, it seems that both we and the nuns who read the text are becoming more and more unable to lift their energy, this is really a sad story. But there is a gathering and dispersion in life, and the nuns say yes, let's gather and disperse in the direction of good! Laugh~