Watanabeji received a call from the chief secretary of Gokudera at home. She heard Hayato Gokudera opposite said in a slightly hesitant tone——
"Special Assistant Watanabe, the company has an important personnel meeting in the afternoon. I wonder if your matter has been dealt with..."
The behavior on the other end of the phone was not at all like Gokudera Hayato's usual style. He was hesitant and hesitant. If his voice hadn't been forged, Watanabedera might have thought he had been replaced by someone.
But, personnel meeting? Why didn’t she remember that this was supposed to be on today’s agenda?
Watanabeji thought about it for a while and decided to cancel his leave and go back.
Since it was worthy of a special call from the Chief Secretary of the Prison Temple to inform him, then this meeting must be very important.
"Okay, I've finished processing it and can return to the company in the afternoon." Watanabeji replied early.
For some reason, she always felt like she heard the voice of the Secretary-General of the Prison Temple breathing a sigh of relief.
Watanabe Temple: "······?"
"What kind of company are you? You have to call people back to work even after taking leave?" Yadou Shen, who didn't know the pain of working overtime, lay on the carpet and played with three Angry Birds dolls as if they were throwing and catching a ball.
"No way, it sounds like an important meeting that was decided at the last minute." Watanabe Temple had already put down the phone, "Anyway, those are the only things I asked you to do. There is nothing else to do in the afternoon. Just go back."
"Does that company offer good treatment? Otherwise, it's better to change jobs quickly."
"Monthly salary is 400,000 yen, what do you think?" Watanabeji had already thrown a huge bomb.
"What? Four, four, four, four, four hundred thousand yen??"
With a snap, three angry birds rotating regularly in mid-air hit Yadou in the face one after another. Ignoring the pain of being hit on his face, he jumped up in surprise and saw Watanabe Temple morning.
His eyes changed instantly.
"Please become my believer! I will leave the affairs of the shrine to you!! This is my once-in-a-lifetime request!!!" He seemed to be looking at a glittering victim.
"Don't even think about it." Watanabeji was already preparing to go out. "I came to this company not just for the salary, I have to take a long-term view."
"For example?"
"For example, if you were a god of marriage, please be sure to tie the marriage thread between me and Mr. President." Watanabe Temple held his cheek dreamily, as if he had already seen his beautiful future full of money.
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"Now you can work a little harder and do what I asked you to do. If I can really marry Mr. Sawada smoothly..." She paused before opening the door and looked back at Lai Lai.
The god who refuses to leave his own home: "Looking at our long-standing friendship, I will find a way to build a small shrine for you."
Yadou suddenly raised his head. The girl's green eyes were still as pure and unadulterated as when she was a child, like a piece of emerald that should be placed on an expensive velvet stand.
boom.
The door was closed without mercy, leaving only the dark purple-haired boy in sportswear sitting on the carpet, his face still looking dumb and unresponsive.
From the moment Watanabe entered the company, he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere of Clam Company.
Why were the colleagues at the front desk so surprised when they saw her clocking in?
Why did the colleagues inside react strangely when she got on the elevator? They were supposed to get off the first floor, but they were still in the elevator when she walked out of the fourth floor?
Why do colleagues who pass by her suddenly turn their heads to look at her, and then whisper about something?
Watanabe Temple had already felt quite strange. Did something happen while he was away? Or was it something related to her?
Finally, she saw the Chief Secretary of the Prison Temple walking towards her.
He is still the same, wearing a crisp suit and dressed meticulously from top to bottom. Coupled with the other person's vicious and bad temperament, the contrast is very strong.
"I always feel that Mr. Gokudera should not be a secretary, but should stand behind the boss with an umbrella." This is what Watanabeji once said to the secretaries, and it was unanimously agreed by them.
Agree.
But even if his colleagues reacted strangely just now, Mr. Gokudera, who has always been calm and capable, wouldn't join in the fun, right?
Watanabeji had shown a perfect friendly smile to Jokudera early in the morning, and was about to say hello when he saw his footsteps suddenly stopped.
The moment the dark green eyes and the turquoise eyes met, Yudera's face seemed to twitch.
He wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth reflexively, which made his facial expression particularly distorted at this moment——
Watanabe Temple's smile disappeared.
In the end what happened?
The strange thing is that when Watanabeji walked to his post early and brought the meeting-related materials to the president's office, the president's side was calm, as if nothing had happened.
"Miss Terahaya, why are you back?" Sawada Tsunayoshi looked up from the documents. When he saw the person clearly, his expression was a little surprised.
"I remember the personnel system said that you will take leave until tomorrow afternoon, a total of one and a half days...isn't it?"
"It was originally like this." Watanabe Terahao raised his eyebrows in surprise, "But Mr. Sawada, doesn't the company have an important personnel meeting this afternoon?"
"Oh?" Sawada Tsunayoshi signed his name on the back of the document, then put it into the pile of papers that had been processed. His dark brown eyes turned completely to Watanabe Temple Hayao.
: "Who told you?"
"It's the chief secretary of the Prison Temple. He suggested that I'd better come back to attend this meeting." Watanabe Temple had already noticed something was wrong.
"So that's it." Sawada Tsunayoshi crossed his hands together, took the coffee cup that the special assistant lady habitually handed over, put it to his mouth and took a sip.
It still has the familiar dosage of sugar and milk, very delicious.
Mr. Judaime showed a gentle smile, put down the cup, and without changing his expression or heartbeat, he threw all the blame on his own Arashimori——
"Maybe it's because Gokudera has just returned from the handover from Kondo Enterprises. He didn't know that the personnel meeting had already been held in the morning."
He looked at the special assistant lady whose expression changed rapidly, and said sorry to Yudera in his heart.
When he was in Italy, he had already cleaned up countless messes for the guardians of his family. Even most of the water in his account was compensation for these living self-propelled destroyers, so he was confused during the vacation.
The leader...it's okay to take the blame a little bit, right?
Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know what kind of side he had inadvertently revealed. He looked at the familiar figure standing next to the desk, and the nerves that had been feeling wrong since this morning slowly calmed down.
This seems to make it a lot more complete.
But what is the reason for this feeling?
Sure enough, he is still used to having a special assistant who can help pour coffee. It is a little troublesome for him to be self-reliant.
Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but recall the anonymous chat group he accidentally clicked on today. This was the first time he discovered such a function in the official system.
What is the employee with the code 4444 talking about? Is what he/she wants to say related to his/her current mood?
At that time, Sawada Tsunayoshi was staring closely at the computer screen, trying to see the other party's next reply, but suddenly he saw his wayward subordinate rushing into the group chat, and then closing the anonymous chat in one breath.
Function.
The Judaiime who was holding his breath and concentrating: "······"
There might be a reason why he subconsciously chose Prison Temple to take the blame.
Watanabeji had already added Gokudera Hayato to his list of grievances.
The last person who was lucky enough to be on this list was Director Kondo, who continued to commit suicide in middle age.
Hayato Gokudera, who was experiencing the torture of his conscience and was in a complicated mood, was explaining matters to his subordinates in the Secretariat when he suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if an invisible wind was blowing by, making him feel like he was being watched by someone.
Yuji looked back like a dog beast with explosive hair, but saw nothing. Strange, what was that feeling just now?
However, he never dreamed that his beloved Judaime would betray him without hesitation just now.
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well.
Watanabeji sighed early, and then continued to organize the folders in his hands. These are the documents that have been exchanged since the cooperation with Kondo Enterprises, and they should all be organized in order.
Anyway, you are here, so let’s continue working.
Fortunately, the generous Mr. Sawada crossed out the leave record in the personnel system in front of her, and her perfect attendance this month was regained.
"Half a day's leave is nothing, just think of me as the chief secretary of the Prison Temple to apologize to you."
The brown-haired young man smiled lightly, and his smile was as tolerant and warm as the clear sky outside.
Watanabe Temple was quickly moved. It was indeed Mr. Sawada whom she had always fancied! She couldn't help but recall the monthly attendance bonus amount of Clam Company, and she always felt that the luxury bag she had taken a fancy to a few days ago
You're ready to take it home.
With the addition of beautiful bags, even the boring work of organizing documents becomes interesting~
Watanabe Temple's slender fingers ran across the header of each document, slowly correcting their order and date.
Kondo...Kondo...Kondo...still Kondo.
Her fingertips suddenly stopped.
Watanabe Temple subconsciously glanced back at the position of Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was lowering his head and continuing to process the documents. She moved a little, blocking the documents more tightly with her body, and then lowered her head and continued to examine what was in front of her.
documents.
She read it right, almost all of the folder, at least nine out of ten, were documents sent to Clam on its own initiative by Kondo Corporation!
This is absolutely unreasonable in the normal cooperation between the two companies, okay?
However, judging from the size of the company, Clam should be more proactive in cooperating with Kondo Enterprises, and now...
Although Watanabeji knew early on that his sense of smell in business was not sensitive, he also sensed something was wrong at this time.
Mr. Sawada, does he really want to promote this cooperation?
There is no reason to deny it, but the facts are before our eyes...
Could it be that she is too worried?
Watanabe Temple has long been far less confident in her own judgment in this area than in interpersonal communication. Her thinking is like a scale being pulled back and forth, sometimes tilting to the left, sometimes tilting to the right——
Even if she is just starting out, she knows the significance of this cooperation for Clam Company to settle in and prosper the business district. It is impossible for Mr. Sawada not to know this, but if he is not willing to achieve this goal through cooperation, what means can he use?
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Watanabeji has been thinking about it for a long time, but he still can't figure out these twists and turns.
These conflicting thoughts were intertwined in her mind, and she couldn't help but think of the commission she had just entrusted to Yato today - hoping that he could use his god's advantage to track and collect clues about Director Kondo's crimes.
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After all, didn't Mr. Sawada say when he first poured out his heart that Director Kondo had uncovered something illegal? As long as you find key evidence, you can definitely threaten the other party to make concessions on cooperation, and then arrogantly do it after the cooperation is over.
Put him in jail?
Anyway, Watanabeji had already thought so.
In her way of thinking, this is the best way to retaliate and help her gain favor from Mr. Sawada - it can promote cooperation that he has always had a headache for. Isn't this a big plus?
Maybe when he is happy, he can agree to his confession naturally, and then he can easily and happily walk towards their sweet happy end, right?
The result is now...
"Miss Terahaya? Miss Terahaya?" A familiar voice sounded in Watanabe Terahaya's ears.
"Ah!!!" is Mr. Sawada's voice?!
Watanabe Temple screamed in surprise, and she subconsciously took two steps back. As a result, the heel of her high-heeled shoes got caught somewhere, and her whole body fell backwards with the inertia, and the papers in her hands were scattered like flowers.
As it fell, the bookcase in the field of vision became the ceiling, and it continued to recede...
She closed her eyes tightly.
But the expected pain did not come. Her waist tightened, and then someone held her firmly.
The trend of falling down was paused. Watanabe Temple had already opened his eyes wide and looked at the face so close at hand. His green eyes were full of panic about falling, but they also reflected the whole picture of his savior like a lake.