Mo He withdrew from his thinking space and reached out to wake up the other two people.

"What's wrong, Mo He?" they were a little confused.

I'm busy at work, and it's not time to fish and paddle yet.

Mo He asked a little confused: "How many days are there in a year, 3650 days?"

"You've lived so long that you don't even know how many days a year you have. The person next to him chuckled, "365 days, what's wrong?"

Mo He replied with a smile: "But someone gave me a 396-day annual leave allowance." ”

Two of his colleagues were happy: "Who reported it? Which department, stupid, right?"

"I didn't pay attention, I just thought about how many days a year. Mo He said with a smile.

Mo He put his hand into the ball of light, took out an application form that emitted a white faint light, and put it on the table.

The three looked at the applicant's signature column.

Son of the Director!(exclamation mark in bold)

The three of them looked at each other.

Half a day

Mo He said faintly: "The son of the director - I remember, the new head of the garbage disposal section seems to be the son of the director. ”

The other two colleagues whispered: "Everyone has signed like this, it seems that it is not a mistake or a joke." ”

Not really!

The director's son has signed out all four words, and they can't see that they are deliberately pretending to be confused.

Mo He had a bitter face: "You help me come up with ideas, am I criticizing? or criticizing?"

In the Authority, the director is bigger than the sky.

The survival of the finance department is a matter of the director's words.

"Don't be nervous, I think it's better to report this matter to the minister, and then let the minister report it to the director, and see what the director says." A colleague suggested.

Another colleague also chimed in: "That's right, it's ridiculous to grant more than a year of annual leave." ”

Mo He nodded and immediately contacted the minister.

In the Authority, there are only two departments: the War Department and the Tax Department.

However, the status of the logistics department such as the finance department is not high.

However, the ministers of the logistics department are all concurrently held by the bigwigs in the War Department and the Tax Department.

And the head of their finance department is also the deputy minister of taxation, and it is a grumpy lady.

In the face of Mo He's strange question, Ms. Lin Ying, Deputy Minister of Taxation and Minister of Finance, replied with a black face:

"If you don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive, they really deserve to be born to them. Whose son will handle it, I will transfer it to the director of the bureau, and you will talk to him directly. ”

Mo He could hear Ms. Lin Ying's strong dissatisfaction, and she didn't even bother to care about it, so she asked the director directly to embarrass the director.

Mo He waited for the director to connect with a bitter face.

After a while, a rough voice came from the depths of the void.

"Batch!"

Mo He nodded, silently approved a 'can', and then gently stuffed the application form into the ball of light.

The director said 'approve', then he will approve.

The approved application form was quickly sealed in a file that only the minister could open and could not be changed.

As soon as Mo He put down the stone in his heart, the voice of the director suddenly came from the depths of the void.

"!"

Mo He's expression gradually froze.

"Damn, the view of this place is good, but the signal is too bad. Hey, can you hear me?!"

The Director's voice came intermittently from the depths of the void.

Mo He: ???

A black twisted hole appeared in front of Mo He, and the director's voice came out clearly from inside.

"Mo He, yes, I have an impression of you. Can't approve, absolutely can't approve, this kid dared to pick up Lao Tzu's wool when he was young, and he will have it in the future?!"

"The son of the director! hehe, Lao Tzu is still the director himself!"

Mo He wanted to cry without tears: "But I've already approved it!"

"Eh, how did you approve it?" asked the director, puzzled.

"It's what you said, batch!" Mo He said aggrievedly, "After you said this word, the signal was cut off, and it took half a day before the following words came." ”

"Okay, I see. The director expressed his understanding, "In that case, you will issue another one, and each of these merit points must be used on those who serve, so that none of them are allowed to be used for personal use." ”

"Yes, Director. Mo He replied.

The distorted black hole disappears.

Mo He said helplessly to his colleagues: "If you want to laugh, laugh." ”

"Hahaha..."

"Batch, batch, fart!"

“...”

The Director sat in the void with his wife in his arms and watched the great spectacle of the void.

The wife laughed: "He is so similar to you, just as shameless." ”

The director squinted: "He's really like you, just as annoying." ”

"You really don't want to open some back doors for him?" the wife snuggled into the director's arms, "after all, it's your own son, and his world is already in chaos." ”

The director pouted: "Didn't I directly promote him to be section chief? ”

The director felt that he had given Gu Yang enough help, and if he couldn't help him like this, Gu Yang would not be worthy of being his son.

"Alright, alright, I know you've done enough. ”

The wife sat down on the director's lap, tilted her head, and pressed her lips to the director's.

......

Gu Yang and Gu Xiaolan discussed things in Cheng Xin's room.

"That black creature, there must be one nearby. Cheng Xin said solemnly, "If they use metal as their main food, then the shelter may face a crisis." ”

Gu Yang frowned: "Do you think they will come to you?"

Cheng Xin nodded.

The structure of the vault uses a lot of metal, and the doors to the exits, for example, are several meters thick of alloy iron.

Creatures have an instinct to find food, and if the little black ball feeds on metal, then they will be able to find it.

And the place with the most metal in the vicinity is the shelter.

"The door to the shelter is bare, and it's the easiest to find, if the door is eaten—" Cheng Xin stopped at this point.

If there is no way to shelter, it might as well be called a monster canteen.

If the metal frame hidden in the concrete layer is eaten, the shelter will collapse, and there will be heavy casualties.

Cheng Xin's expression became more and more serious: "The most important thing now is to investigate, have those black creatures found a refuge?"

Yes, the body of the little black ball is only the size of a walnut, and the fluffy hair is only the size of an adult's fist, so it is difficult to find.

If the little black balls were now lying on the metal structure of the vault in droves, the vault would be in danger.

However, Gu Yang felt that the little black ball should not have found a refuge yet.

With the gnawing speed of the little black ball, it only takes an hour or two for the shelter to have problems, and it is impossible not to feel it.

"I hope you can find the nest of that black creature. Cheng Xin requested, "I sit in the shelter and organize the self-inspection of the shelter." ”

There is no danger in this matter, and Gu Yang also wants to find more little black balls and send them to join the glorious labor team.

Gu Yang simply agreed: "Okay, no problem." ”

At this time, a paper airplane took off from the pink crib in the corner, swayed away from Gu Yang, and flew to Gu Xiaolan's shoulder and stopped.

Gu Yang glanced back at the crib helplessly.

Little doll, quite a grudge.