Chapter 162: Untitled
Stepping into Kuroda in the half-open corridor, he met the oncoming Bone narrow road, and the eyes of the two were accurately aligned, and the fierce beast's hunting gaze shot at each other, without the slightest intention of backing down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but just like their sudden gaze, the two people staggered their eyes at the same time, as if nothing had happened, indifferently each went their own way.
Bone picked up the folder under his armpit, covered his face with both hands and rubbed it vigorously, and the face that was still sharp just now returned to a sluggish state again. He came to Masao Aoki's door, and with his permission, gently opened the paper door that had just closed.
He respectfully knelt in front of Masao Aoki, spread out his hands and handed the document to Masao Aoki, his eyes swept over the extra teacup on the low table, and waited quietly with his head bowed slightly.
Masao Aoki looked relaxed, took the document and flipped through it casually, and said rather casually, "Within a month from now, you will temporarily take over Xiao Rin's security work." β
"Yes!" Bone agreed without question, without even showing any other expression on his face.
"Let's do it!" Masao Aoki folded the document and put it on the low table, and his cloudy pupils finally became a little more serious, "That shameless man named Miyamoto Lang, has there been any recent movement?" β
Bone hesitated unexpectedly, and a puzzled look appeared on his natural face, before he replied in his unwavering tone, "The battle for the heir of the Miyamoto Group officially started not long ago, and it is very fierce and unreasonable, Miyamoto has not been to school for a long time, let alone harassing Miss Rin. β
"Shigeri Miyamoto, that old guy seems to be alive and well, right? I didn't expect his stuff to be remembered so quickly. Masao Aoki curled the corners of his lips and chuckled, "I don't know what crazy moves that old guy who takes power very seriously will do, after all, his successor is not just those two indisputable things." β
Bone took the document and put it on his lap, silently listening to Masao Aoki's words, without any reaction.
"Although those two wastes are not successful, it is impossible to start fighting for power at this time, and there must be something that we don't know about." Masao Aoki's eyes rolled a few times, and he suddenly showed a thoughtful smile, "Bone, has that little fox been moving lately?" β
"Nothing out of the ordinary." Bone's dull eyes rolled, and he seemed to question it.
"Find out the reason for this," Masao Aoki didn't ask any further, "anything abnormal has a reason, and what is often out of control is the most terrible." β
"Yes!" Bone nodded yes again without hesitation, then took the document in his hand, saluted and left quietly.
"Interesting! It's fun! Masao Aoki laughed without an image, "If this is really what you did, then I really underestimated you, and keeping you by Rin's side may not be entirely a bad thing......"
In the studio of a variety show, Sakuraba Keigo, who was wearing dirty work clothes, looked around with a script, and grabbed a passing staff member, "Muto, you're all right." β
Muto, who was carrying the microphone stand, stopped with a blank face, put things aside, and asked good-naturedly, "Sakura-san, do you have anything to do with me?" β
Sakuraba Kayogo flipped open the script in his hand and pointed to the part on one of the pages, "You look at the front part of the script, and when you start recording the show, you stand next to camera No. 2, and at this point in time, you rush towards Sada-san and the others, and then Sada-san throws you to the ground, and then Omi-san pretends to hit it a few times, and your part is over." β
Muto scratched the back of his head, "This...... Can I do this? β
"It's okay," Sakuraba Kayogo patted him on the shoulder without paying attention, and gave him the table book in his hand, "You don't even have to show your face, just rush up when the time comes, and then Sada-san will be responsible for reacting accordingly, you don't have to worry about it at all." β
"Alright then!" Muto looked reluctant, but still accepted the script.
With a worried face, he turned around and picked up the microphone stand again, and was about to leave when he was stopped again by Sakuraba Kaigo, "Muto, did you see that kid at Chisato Wakai?" β
"Wakai-san?" Muto tilted his head and thought for a moment, then pointed in the direction of Sakuraba Kaigo, "I think I saw her near the utility room just now." β
"I see, thank you, and please!" Sakuraba Kayogo said goodbye to Muto with a sad face and walked in the direction he was pointing.
A bus stopped at the door of the studio, and the girls in plaid sailor suits walked out of the car in groups of three or two, greeting the busy staff next to them, and walking into the lounge while playing with each other, and then according to their preferences, they quickly chose the place they were sitting in, placed the personal belongings they needed, and began to make the necessary preparations before the recording.
It seems that Yona Kojima, who is not possessed by her soul, looked at herself in the makeup mirror blankly, slowly flashed her eyes a few times, and after hesitating for a long time, she took out her lip gloss and applied it casually twice.
Yuko Oshima, who was like a pet chinchilla, closed her chattering red lips, and her little tender hand with teeth and claws stopped in the air, turned her head to look at Yona Kojima, who was wiping lip gloss, and after hesitating for a while, she confessed to Tomomi Kawanishi, who was chatting with her, bent over and slipped over, and whispered to her ear, "Yona, have you heard that Wakai's ban on performances has been lifted?" β
Yona Kojima turned her head and glanced at her sister, who was opening her mouth and closing her mouth, Mayu Watanabe and others, who were chattering non-stop, and then she naturally tilted her head and looked at Yuko Oshima, as if in her unfocused pupils, a clear mockery flashed for a moment, and in a tone that seemed innocent, she squirted out ten thousand thick black venom, "It's hard to think about it, right?" But I really didn't expect that her ban would end one day. β
"I thought it was going to be a long way off," Yuko Oshima laughed, the two big dimples on her face made her look even more cute, "Have you heard her talk about anything before?" What was it that made Mr. Akimoto decide to let her go? β
Yona Kojima pursed her lips in the mirror, making her plump lips even more attractive, but her fair and delicate face was shrouded in a trace of black gas at this time, "Do I look so idle?" Alone with her for small talk? β
Yuko Oshima shrunk her neck childishly, pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly a few times, and her voice immediately decreased to one-tenth, "I think it...... Although it's more chaotic when it's red and white, you should have time to talk about it when you celebrate Wakai's birthday. β
"You think I'm going to celebrate her birthday?" Yona Kojima's instantly sharp gaze accurately shot into Yuko Oshima's eyes, and clusters of black qi swirled up, as if as long as Yuko Oshima dared to admit it, she would bite off her head without hesitation.
"But you bought her a gift......" Yuko Oshima got up from her chair, curled up like a chinchilla, and stepped back one step at a time.
Yona Kojima's face was full of shame and anger, and she suddenly stood up from the chair excitedly, and her voice couldn't help but rise several times, "You peeked at my things?" β
"I didn't mean to, really, I just wanted to get nail polish from your bag that day," Yuko Oshima smiled awkwardly, holding her head with her legs half-squatting, holding her head in her hands, looking like she had given up resisting, and her tone was hurriedly arguing, but Yona Kojima didn't seem to hear it at all, and her face became even darker. "The bright red bottle of ......"
Yona Kojima approached like a queen step by step, Yuko Oshima's body shrunk even smaller, her round eyes rolled back and forth, and just when she was about to be forced into a dead end, she deftly drilled out of the gap, as if her ass was on fire, and rushed out of the lounge directly, "I'll go to the bathroom, we'll come back and talk!" β
"Great! Island! Excellent! Child! You! To give! I! Stand! Live! Yona Kojima couldn't maintain her demeanor anymore and ran after her with a roar.
Sakuraba Kagamigo walked into the utility room, looked around for a long time, and didn't see anyone's shadow, he pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, an emotion called anger, gradually condensed in his eyes, he took a deep breath, and the luck dantian roared hard, "Ruojing Qianli!" You come out for me! β
"What's the noise?" At the same time as this lazy voice sounded, the sound of the lid of the wooden box placed next to Sakuraba Keigo falling.
A small white paw covered with dust stretched out from the wooden box and grabbed the edge of the box, dragging the man in a black hat out of the wooden box. She pulled her hat off her head, scratched her hair with a sad face, and yawned as she looked at Sakuraba Kakeigo. "Don't you think disturbing other people's sleep is very inconsistent with your well-dressed appearance?"
"The surname Ruojing, I asked you to come to work, but I didn't let you sleep here!" Sakuraba Kagami tilted his head without smiling, and the coldness in his eyes was like the middle of winter.
Young master, I raised the corners of my eyebrows angrily, stretched out my dirty paw without shame, and shook my palm upward, "Then please settle the salary first, I don't want to find out that I am working for a day job again." β
Are you really a young master, am I stupid? What I'm going to record today is the exclusive group of opening and closing-AKB1γ59 points,Many staff members know the root of this young master.,How can you apply for a salary for a child who has just turned 13 years old?! Do you think that the young master will be coaxed by your so-called friendship again, and I will be tired and half dead in 2587, and then get out of the box with only a small piece of pork chop? This is still so naΓ―ve at this age, are you numb?!
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The number of words is slightly less, please forgive me! But the next chapter will be a good show.,The first issue of Ice Dog or something.,I hope you can be satisfied.γ
In addition, continue to repay debts next week, this long road to debt repayment is really ...... Lonely~~~
In other words, we recently met three very stupid and cute girls at work, and we were really angry with them to the point that our livers hurt, but we couldn't help but want to be happy. After laughing, we found a problem through the summary, that is, what they have in common is actually - using spaces instead of punctuation for broken sentences, and we feel a pain in our knees in an instant! We decided to get rid of the habit of breaking sentences with spaces, please supervise us, above!
Well, the nonsense is over, Eurasian Smith~
ps: Thank you again for the evaluation votes of Emperor Love and Zheng Jiao, as well as the reward of the little pen friend who said that there is no trace, Ah Ligaduo~