Two, two, three, stinky son

"Why am I sitting here and helping you with these documents!!"

In the study of Almac Castle, there was a reluctant cry. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't be wordy and stinky little ghost, if you eat my family's food, you will make me a cow and a horse, this is the rule, if you dare to resist, you will be slaughtered!"

Shiny, that's not gold, of course, but scissors.

The guy who seemed to be the owner of this castle said nonchalantly as he pressed a dangerous-looking everyday object against Fan's neck.

"The ...... Damn bastard, how dare you call me, don't think I'm going to let you go......"

"What do you say? ”

The owner of the castle tapped Fan's delicate neck with the tip of his scissors, and he felt that it was about to bleed.

"Tsk......"

People are under the eaves, and Fan who has to bow his head honestly does his homework.

For all of them, the work at hand is surprisingly simple.

Without the cumbersome instructions for individuals in the future, without the desperately large number after the capture of Bol, Almac's daily routine was now so easy that Fan could get everything done in half an hour.

So Fan was reluctant to write, write, write, write.

There was no Miss Alicia on the side to coax and persuade, deceive and scold, there was no dough and cake afternoon tea, there was just a leisurely guy drinking tea with scissors against his neck.

In this working environment, Fan accidentally completed these tasks with ease.

"Done, call it a day!!" is like the way it was after the work was done in the past, and it was natural to make a declaration of the end.

"It's pretty fast. The owner of the castle looked condescendingly at Fan, who was just over his waist, and said lightly: "If you dare to write nonsense, I will kill you." ”

"Don't be verbose, if Leon of my family was by his side, you dared to point a sword at me, and he would have slaughtered you a long time ago. ”

"Hmph, Leon...... always felt that the son of one of his subordinates a few years ago seemed to be named after that, and the owner of the castle thought for a moment, and then picked up the results of what he had done.

All sorts of numbers and words flowed through his mind.

Looking at it, the owner of the castle took a deep breath.

On the thin piece of paper, where he saw not simple instructions and approvals, but ......

Future.

In his mind, there is a certain thought that has not yet been formed, he wants to change everything but there are many obstacles, and he is struggling to move forward, and there, he sees the continuation of everything he has done.

Unlike the unfinished things he promoted, and from the unpredictable policies that even the tyrants insisted on without hesitation, there was a more complete and practical idea, a complete and intelligent system of administration that continued his ideas and his ideas.

He watched silently, and through the orders written by Fan, he in turn extrapolated the posture of the future.

Then, he put down the various papers in his hand.

"Humph......"

He cracked his mouth, a wicked smile on his face.

"Stinky little ghost, you're doing a good job. ”

He came behind Van and kicked him in the ass, knocking Van forward.

"What are you doing, dead old man, why are you kicking me!!" Fan turned his head and glared at him unpleasantly.

"The house rule of the Almac family: more work and more rewards, so now come with me for a snack!!"

"You didn't do anything, bastard, it's enough for me to eat the snack alone, you give me a watch!!"

"I'm not supervising you!" said the owner of the castle, Thor de Almac, with a wicked smile.

"Dirty...... Filthy adults!!"

"Thank you for the compliment. ”

The noisy noise coming from the study startled the servants who occasionally passed by, and on weekdays, when the owner of the castle was working in the study, he had to keep absolute silence, and there were not only one or two servants who were punished for making noise.

Thor didn't ask a word about the future, about his own death, about Almac's future condition, about the people around him.

He just asked for Van's name.

"You say you have a few companions outside? Hmph, let them stay outside for a few hours, and then the guy who will leave because of such a trivial matter is not qualified to enter this castle!"

"Are you sure? That's Leon's daughter, the granddaughter of the handsome old man. Fan had now let go, and in fact he had not been nervous at all since he entered the castle, and he sat on the chair in a lazy position, playing with the cup in his hand.

"Dihar's little ghost, let her live there, my castle is not something that any cat or dog can live in. ”

"But that double ponytail is also the daughter of the old lady......"

"......" heard Van's muttering, and Mr. Saul's face hardened.

"What's going on, stinky little ghost, you didn't protect your sister well?

"Of course I'm not going to let Leon's bastard snatch my sister away, but that girl came through the future where even I am dead, what can I do?" Although it should be a super serious topic, Fan said it so lazily and nonchalantly.

"Don't tell me you've been here for a month and you haven't found a way to deal with it. ”

"There are as many things as there are like these things, but now is not the time to launch, and you still need the cooperation of all parties, so I will come to you, dead old man, otherwise do you think you are very rare, do you think I will want to come to see you?"

"Stinky waste, if you want to get help from me, you must reflect your value, and I won't help useless waste!"

With that, Thor stuffed a set of refreshments into Van's arms.

"Send me these treats now. ”

"yes, it's this time, but I'm not born yet, so I haven't experienced it. ”

Thor didn't say who he was going to give these snacks to, and Van didn't ask, he just said something that probably only he and Thor could understand, and then stood up, took the snacks that Thor had brought over, and walked out.

When Van was far away, Thor picked up the wine glass in front of him, tilted his head, and drank it all.

"Through Time and Space...... Hmph......"

"Appearance can be disguised, personality can be disguised, but only ability, only Almac can do the work, enough to connect the present, through the future of the ability to work, that set of decrees, can never be faked......"

"Speaking of which, I don't even have a wife now, do you want to go out and find one......

Looking at the back of Fan leaving the living room with a snack, Mr. Saul sat down in his chair, crossed his legs, and raised the wine glass in his hand to his son.

"Welcome back to this era, stinky son. (To be continued.) )