Manager's diary

Yu Siqi, who was still hesitating whether to agree to the other party, inadvertently raised his head, and just met Father An's gaze. ∞ pineβˆ‘ Luo βˆ‘ Xiao ∞ said that judging from the latter's deliberately evasive eyes, Yu Siqi could basically deduce that during the conversation between himself and the memory board, Father An peeked from the side throughout the whole process.

"You seem to have a new 'pen pal'!"

Probably sensing Yu Siqi's thoughts, Father An simply stopped pretending.

"Now that the priest knows everything, do you have any good advice?"

Yu Siqi asked directly.

"Having a 'local' guide will be very helpful for our next steps. Considering that I don't particularly know if this kind of thing is binding like a contract, for your safety, I suggest that you try to make an agreement with him first, and don't talk too much. For example, if you should have used the words 'I promise you', but if you change it to 'I will do my best', it will make your situation more secure. ”

Father Ann's offer made it impossible for Yu Siqi to refuse, after he did so. A large paragraph quickly appeared on the crystal plate: "I actually want to tell you the clue directly. Unfortunately, your suspicions and suspicions make me feel no sincerity. To prove to me what you are capable of, and also to comfort myself. I've decided to come up with a little puzzle for you to put to the test. Something carries the past, but secretly sad. Something carries the past, but it is extremely stubborn. Something is full of honor and disgrace, but it is powerless to publicize. Together, these three can lead to many answers. And I, on the other hand, am more tolerant and just take one of them. ”

"What are you two doing, getting together? Isn't it playing with your phone? ”

Gong Chen, who was empty-handed, noticed Yu Siqi's abnormal state and asked curiously. As his footsteps approached, Yu Siqi, under the instruction of the priest, revealed the secret about the crystal plate.

The others were naturally very surprised when they learned that there was such a thing. Especially after they listened to Father Ann repeat the riddle proposed by the other party, Yu Siqi even saw William with a solemn expression, as if he was also trying to think.

For a while, everyone fell into a state of long exams, and an atmosphere that should have only appeared in the exam room spread among them. If Father An hadn't solved the puzzle in time, Yu Siqi guessed that this kind of thinking might have lasted for a long time.

"You said you had already guessed?"

The crystal plate held in Father An's hand raised such a question. He couldn't be blamed for this, even the others, especially Gong Chen, were deeply skeptical that Father An had thought of an answer in such a few minutes.

"I still have to thank you in advance for your tolerance. If it weren't for that, I might not have been so lucky. ”

Father Ann quickly wrote down what he wanted to say on the crystal plate.

"No need to say more polite words, tell me your answer."

The crystal plate was very unhappy to urge the priest. This made Yu Siqi think that if he was a human being, or had the appearance of a human being, he would probably put on an impatient posture.

The answer is memory. As a memory pad, there's no better answer to a puzzle than memorization. ”

Father Ann smiled, and as he wrote, he deliberately drew a smiley face on it.

The crystal plate paused for a moment, then threw out a sentence: "If I were alive, I would love to meet you, a wise man." Okay, this time you've won. Please pry open the drawer where I found it, there is a board with what you want. ”

After getting the hint, Yu Siqi immediately leaned down and found the drawer that had not been closed before. With Gong Chen's joint efforts, the two of them got this thing off the table.

"It's pretty heavy."

Gong Chen weighed the drawer in his hand, flipped it around a few times at the same time, and then exclaimed, "There are words on it, but I don't know it." Damn the Lameni language, I hate foreign languages. ”

"It's not a difficult problem to solve, after all, we have several big players who are proficient in languages!"

Xie Baozhen's unexpected ridicule made the priest make a strange face, and Yu Siqi on the side broke off the piece engraved with the font and threw the rest to the ground. After clearing his throat, he began to read aloud under the gaze of the crowd.

"This year's flood season was much earlier than usual, and the explanation given by the observatory was that it seemed that the housewife suddenly liked to listen to the rain. Due to the months-long rainfall in the main city, flash floods directly triggered the flood season, which in turn brought the flood season about half a year earlier than before. In the face of such a ridiculous and ridiculous explanation, as the manager of Starport, I can only say that my headache is getting worse again.

The traffic jam has been going on for about three weeks or so, and the mountains of complaints have clogged every corner of the office. All the staff are working overtime to do everything well, but this is obviously not enough, not enough.

Can anyone tell me why we have to arrange another grand welcome at such a critical time? Obviously, no one.

It's the fifteenth week of non-stop overtime, and I've heard complaints more than once about 'head, when are we going to get the holidays' and so on. I would love to tell them that there may not be any more holidays until things are on track, but I can't. I deceived them against my will, and it was my choice, a choice that didn't sound very glamorous. As it turned out, I was right, and everyone's morale was high. Ben even sang us a song he had sung when he got married after lunch, and although I would have liked to have corrected him for being out of tune, I was too tired.

Things started to get sour, and the bitter consequences of the lie were something I hadn't expected. At the same time, I didn't expect that there would be a worse situation. Because of the war, the waiting room was full of people who wanted to try to leave. I don't want to judge them morally, after all, most of them are a complete family. I can understand their desire and desire to escape the war, and I know that it is unlikely that the access to the sea, which has been completely blocked because of the war, will be fulfilled in this small wish. That's why there are so many passengers in this semi-military, semi-civilian port. It's a pity that they didn't come at the right time. Protests against long-term overtime have gone live, and I've noticed that even a few of my close friends have started to march on the go. ”