It's late, most of the office workers are already on their way home, and many men are still drunk. But no one dares to harass women on the train, which is a good situation for Yamada Haruko, who now has to work until seven or eight o'clock every day, eating the cheapest ramen on the side of the street, before dragging her tired body home to sleep.

The Bozi family lives in a very ordinary apartment building, and the environment is very bad, one side is directly facing the middle school playground, which will inevitably be affected by the students' schedule, and the other side is facing a dilapidated parking lot rented by the company, dusty and mostly old boxes. On the other side of the parking lot, there is also the teaching building of the elementary school, although the playground is separated, but who can not hear the bell?

"When will I be able to change to a good place to live......"

Even her long, dyed yellow hair was a little dry and thatched, and Boko was wearing a gray uniform suit and was almost limping home on her way, not far from her goal. It's dark, and the street lights are bright, but it's not a scenic villa area, so who still has the leisure to take a walk? Even if she lives in Setagaya, she is surrounded by mid-to-high-end residences surrounded by greenery, so what can she see here?

"I'm going to be 30 years old soon~"

Today's Bozi has just been trained by his boss, so he complains a lot: "What about the old woman who can't get married~"

Then, a fluttering voice suddenly sounded.

"Yamada-san, good evening."

Bozi was immediately taken aback, instinctively thinking that it was a tail criminal, and the leather bag was just a slash without thinking about it, and then of course everything was also hit. When she came back to her senses, she saw a young girl standing diagonally diagonally across the street. She wore a graceful white fur top, with exquisite hair accessories and precious jewelry, and a knee-length black dress with flesh-colored stockings that was slightly sexy and seductive, but undoubtedly more benign temperament.

Boko blinked before she recognized who this pretty lady-like girl was.

"Aoyama-san? This isn't Aoyama-san! ”

"I know that Yamada-san is working very hard today, but I still want to come and see him." Mi Dong Yingying stepped forward with a smile and waved her arms slightly, with an elegant perfume smell permeating: "Or, it is precisely because I know that Yamada-san has been having a hard time, so I plan to come to meet me, and I hope you can forgive me for my sudden visit." ”

Yamada Habuko suddenly felt panicked, because she knew that she and Aoyama-san were already people of two worlds, although when they had worked together, she could feel that the other party was by no means a thing in the pool, but when this day came, she was still deeply shocked. When a distinguished guest visits, there is no reason not to be hospitable, but unfortunately now is really not the time for a small gathering, and his own home is so simple.

But of course, this process is no problem, and the small area of a certain floor of this apartment in front of me is just right for single people. That's still a habit that began in the early Heisei era.,Few people in the country take buying a house as their goal in life.,If you rent a house for life.,Isn't it just living in this bustling and huge city for the rest of their lives.。 Even if Bozi really gets married one day, it will be nothing more than sharing a bigger house, but there is no pressure to save money in this regard.

Then, she smiled in the living room of the simple score: "I only have tea bags at home......"

Sitting in a position with an unobstructed view of the entire room, Midong chuckled, "What are you still polite to me, aren't I just a nouveau riche who has just made a fortune?" ”

It's good to have your words, Bozi's mentality suddenly balanced a lot, and put all the thoughts on his face before and after, and presented it to Midong. The latter saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart, knowing that the trip could indeed achieve the goal, and immediately further guided the topic.

She further inquired about Bozi's living situation, and induced her to vent her bitterness on herself, stirring up her resentment.

As a former little person, Meidong knows too much about the cynical thoughts of people at the bottom, and doesn't think it's a big deal, and likes to see the bad luck of the upper class. So she sat in front of Bozi at this time, and definitely did not put on a typical posture of a nouveau riche looking down on the old man, but stood on a united front with Bozi very safely.

"Isn't it, those big businessmen, as well as so many parliamentarians and all kinds of officials, everyone is very hypocritical~"

Midong didn't even let go of herself, as if she wasn't a hypocritical little thing: "It's tiring to talk to them, but if I open a coffee shop in Sendai, I have to meet some nasty guys on a regular basis, thanks to our mother San, who is not Ginza's mother, otherwise it will be even worse~"

"Yes, yes, you see our Setagaya branch here, Setagaya's branch, of course, there are rich people who come to do business. All day long, there are always some special guys grinding your teeth with you, I'll tell you, just this afternoon, I'm ......"

Talking about the rise, Bozi even took out the canned beer, and it was still Asahi, which really made Midon unable to refuse, not to mention that she did have a purpose. Unknowingly, after three rounds of drinking, Midong borrowed the identity of Mozi to borrow her identity, and easily talked with Bozi. The bank clerk and the coffee shop proprietress are both in the service industry, and everyone is a woman, and the customers they face are even similar to each other, so are you afraid that there is no common topic?

Then, since she was drunk and slightly drunk, the topic had been being reasonably dragged again, and when the hour hand in the living room was approaching the eve of midnight, Midong finally threw out the fundamental purpose of her trip.

"You know, I've always been very interested in computer technology."

She said slowly, as if hypnotized: "I really can't guarantee other banks, but if it were our cherry blossoms, my temporary workers during this period were not for nothing, whether it was their firewalls, the structure of the computer room, or even the fingerprint lock of our operators, I had already studied it." ”

She handed out a special USB drive, and ordinary people could see the difference from the shape, such as the dark shell that looked like carbon fiber, and the streamlined body with a bright metallic luster.

"It doesn't take much work at all, you just need to find an interface to plug it in, just make sure that the interface belongs to the intranet."

Mei Dong looked at the slightly drunk face of her former colleague, and the corners of her mouth provoked a meaningful arc: "Then it will work automatically, and while satisfying me, it will definitely not treat you badly." If you pay 30 million yen, isn't it enough for you to pay off the money owed by your ex-boyfriend, and then in the future, you just need to live for yourself. ”

Who is going to leave fingerprints, the USB stick is wrapped in a beautiful cloth bag, and Midong is placed in the corner of the dining table.