Because it's still the New Year, there aren't many staff in the organization. ☆Pineapple" small☆ said that although the sudden emergency has put many personnel in important positions in place one after another, there are still many vacant positions that no one has taken over. For example, the canteen, which is supposed to be an 'important location' for overtime workers, is now hanging a sign saying 'closed for repairs'. This really directly stimulated a lot of people on duty who still stayed up late on an empty stomach. No, I ordered a takeout bag that I didn't eat, because too many people came to his office to complain, and they had quietly hidden the lunch box in a drawer. He didn't want to be discovered by others, as an administrator of the organization, he had long been aware of the fact that the cafeteria was closed and had turned to order takeout.

After finally sending the remaining group of people away, Bao Congxin thought of a plan that was not too clever, why not let Fenna share these trivial 'little things' for him?

So, he called Fenna. Although the other party was displeased, he still agreed to his request.

'Very well, there is nothing stopping him from eating this pork chop rice'.

When he took the box out of the drawer again, he noticed that there were already some small droplets of water on the outside of the box, and the food inside had become less attractive with the passage of time.

However, he is not a particularly picky eater. At the same time, there isn't much budget left for him to splurge extra. You know, since the salary card was taken away by Fenna, the amount of money he has at his disposal every month has been very suffocating.

Breaking open the shoddy disposable chopsticks, he had just picked up the pork chops, and he keenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside the corridor, the sound was very rapid and familiar at the same time.

'It's Tang Jian again! Don't he know what it means to have priorities? ’

After putting down the chopsticks helplessly, Bao Congxin left his desk with a black line on his face.

"What's the matter?"

Bao Congxin didn't plan to open the door completely, but he didn't even feel in the mood to talk to people when he opened it a little bit.

"We just received a text message requesting communication, and someone is looking for you by name, Director Bao."

Tang Jian tried very hard to peek inside through the crack in the door that was not too wide, but unfortunately the effect was not ideal.

"Has it been identified?"

Bao asked seriously from the heart.

"It's from the communicator of the gang brothers."

Tang Jian replied briefly.

"Oh, it was done so quickly! Sure enough, it was a wise choice to let Mr. Song out. ”

Bao Congxin showed an approving gaze, but on the contrary, Tang Jian looked a little embarrassed. The latter added in a whisper: "I think, things may not be as simple as you think, Director Bao." If it's Mr. Song, why doesn't he message you directly? ”

"Who knows what's going on in that guy's head, anyway, it's a good thing. You go over there and get ready, I'm... Solve personal problems and just pass. ”

The hungry Bao Congxin had no motivation to work at all, and he desperately wanted to fill his belly with fluffy and crispy pork chops and rice. So for Tang Jian's narrative, he showed some indifference.

"But the other party said that the matter is urgent, Director Bao. Why don't you bring the meal over and eat while talking? ”

As someone who ordered takeout for Bao from the heart, Tang Jian was clearly aware of what he wanted to do. It's a pity that the other party doesn't seem to appreciate it.

"What nonsense, I've already finished eating."

Bao denied Tang Jian's inference from the heart, and at the same time flashed out of the room at a rapid speed. As the door of the office was slammed shut behind him, Bao Congxin looked at Tang Jian, who was stunned, and said, "Let's go, let's go and see what kind of good news Mr. Song has brought us." ”

"I don't think it's practical for us to go to my office anymore," says Ms. Xin, who has developed a new portable transfer tool that can be connected to a host computer from anywhere in the organization. Would you like to experience it, Director Bag? ”

Tang Jian took out a small square box from his pocket, held it up to Bao Congxin's eyes and asked.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Bao began to regret why he lied that way. After all, he could have sat there eating and listening, but now he could only find a nearby bench in this empty corridor to make do.

After they sat down on the bench, Bao leaned on it and said, "Let's start." ”

Although Tang Jian roughly guessed that Bao Congxin probably let them sit in the corridor because of the loss of face, he didn't care about this. Therefore, after getting the permission of the other party, Tang Jian first took out a mobile phone and called Xin Yuanla, 'Say that my side is fine'. Then he opened the small box in his hand.

After a long silence, Bao Congxin had the illusion that the bastard boy in front of him was simply making fun of himself. Fortunately, there was indeed a sound coming from the next little box.

Although, it was the last thing he wanted to hear.

"I sincerely hope you won't be surprised by my voice."

Father An's flat tone sounded like a sharp needle in his heart. The latter asked eagerly: "Why are you, do you say?" ”

"Well, it's nice to see that your reflexes haven't gotten to that point."

This sentence of 'great' directly made Bao Congxin's qi and blood rise a lot, and also made his face a little dignified.

"Did you kill Mr. Song?"

Bao Congxin asked word by word.

"If I really did this, would I still be stupid enough to contact you?"

Father An's rhetorical question was used very well, and even Tang Jian on the side agreed with it.

"Who knows what's going on in your head, maybe in your opinion, it's the best way to provoke me."

Bao Congxin apparently disagreed with Father An's statement.

"I took the initiative to contact you this time, not to teach you how to distinguish right from wrong again. In fact, the trouble you sent to Mr. Song is even more disgusting to us than what we have done. However, my friends and I don't want to pursue those past for a while. So, I'll just ask once. Would you like to send someone over and bring back these 'remnants'? Or are you going to treat them as outcasts as you did with us? I look forward to your reply. By the way, please hurry up, there is a young man named Tsuyoshi who is now in a state of fractured bones, and I am afraid that he will probably not survive. ”

Father An's words made Bao Cong's blue cheeks flush suddenly, and the latter clenched his fists with a red face, trying his best to restrain his emotions.

"Even if I send someone there right now, it will be at least an hour before I get to you!"

Bao Congxin almost didn't yell at the small box.

"An hour!"

Father Ann dragged out the old man's last note and said, "Okay, then we can give him a free enchantment of one hour and one second for a little bit." Well, so be it, goodbye. ”

The other party's failure to continue to speak out means the end of the call, and the end of the call means that Bao Congxin is about to completely explode his emotions that have been out of control several times. He glanced at Tang Jian expressionlessly and said, "You go get busy first, I... I want to go back to the office and calm down. ”

"It doesn't matter, Director Bao? Do you need me to call Director Fen over? ”

Tang Jian asked with concern.

"Just do what you have to do, and... Don't let anyone else know about this just yet. ”

Bao Congxin has already greeted Mr. Song's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, how can there be such a stupid guy. not only led his subordinates to 'annihilate the army', but also made himself a bargaining chip in the hands of the priest.

'What a hell of a madman! ’

Bao Congxin, who is already completely hungry, doesn't even have the heart to be angry at this moment, and he currently has only one ** in his mind, that is, 'eating'.