After the conversation with Hayato Jokudera, Watanabeji's relationship with the target of the attack had not made any special progress, but his relationship with the general secretary had improved a lot.
The most intuitive manifestation is that many documents from the secretariat are no longer handed over by the secretary abcd, but are directly thrown onto Watanabe Temple's desk by the other party.
"Crack!"
The neatly stacked documents fell from the edge of the table and slid in front of Watanabe Temple due to inertia. Naturally, the stack of documents could not remain as neat as before, as even as a card that had been slid open.
The ground was spread out on Si Zao's table.
"Leave it to you, Special Assistant Watanabe. Print out all the copies and then bring them to the leader."
"Mr. Jokudera!" Watanabeji could no longer hold back the smile on her face. She twitched the corner of her mouth and looked at the mess of information on the table with a smile: "If it wasn't so troublesome
If so, could you please take two more steps next time?"
"I'm sorry." Her protest was only met with an unapologetic and perfunctory apology, "The boss won't want to see this material anyway, you can just print it out and hand it in."
Jokudera Hayato seems to regard Watanabe Terahaya as someone he can talk to, especially when it comes to Mr. Sawada. He always seems to have a lot of things to explain to Terahaya - over and over again, whether it is the way he talks or the way he talks.
My behavior is much more casual than in the past.
Such words as "Just print it out and hand it in, the leader won't read it anyway" were words that the former Chief Secretary of the Prison Temple would never have said.
However, something in the other party's words caught Watanabe Temple's attention.
Mr. Sawada doesn't want to see this document? Since he doesn't want to see it, why should he sort out the document and print a backup?
Watanabe Temple's eyes fell on the header of a scattered piece of paper. After seeing the words on it, her pupils shrank, and she already understood what Indera meant.
It is indeed a document that the president does not want to see.
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"Mr. Sawada...this is the document that the Chief Secretary of the Prison Temple asked me to hand over to you."
Watanabe Temple carefully opened the door to the president's office, holding the organized folder in his arms, intending to hand it to Sawada Tsunayoshi.
But as soon as she opened the door, she was stunned.
Because the Mr. Sawada she was familiar with was not in a meeting or reviewing documents as expected, but was leaning on the sofa quite tiredly.
His head was slightly lowered, with fine brown hair falling on his forehead, and below that were his closed eyes and slightly frowning brows - even if he was tired for a short rest, he seemed to have dreamed of something very annoying.
But the above scene only happened for a moment, because when he heard the small sound of the door being pushed open, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was sleeping lightly, had already opened his eyes quickly, and his dark brown eyes quickly locked on the door.
People coming in——
"Watanabe-san, it's you." He seemed to relax a little, stretched out one hand to knead his eyebrows, and stretched the other hand forward, ready to catch the documents sent by Terahao.
"I'm sending documents, right? I'm sorry for showing you my rude side."
But the hand he stretched out did not wait for what he should have. Watanabeji had already held the document tightly in his arms, and seemed to have no intention of handing it to Sawada Tsunayoshi now.
"I think you need to take a rest now. This document..." Watanabe Temple frowned in embarrassment, "I think it would be better to wait until you finish resting to read this document."
Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his eyebrows in surprise. He glanced at the folder in the girl's arms. Even if he didn't see the title clearly, he already understood the reaction of his special assistant -
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"Is this the document sent by Director Kondo?"
Although the expression on his face did not change, Watanabeji had already felt that he saw obvious conflict in Mr. Sawada's eyes.
"Just bring it to me directly. After all, it is a matter related to the development of local cooperation. It would be bad to delay it for a long time." The words on the other side's lips were completely opposite to the emotion in his eyes.
Watanabe Temple had already clenched the paper in his hand, hesitantly took it out and handed it forward.
Since the incident at that dinner party, Kondo's company, which was not very cooperative in the past, has completely changed its appearance. Whether it is in meetings or emails, the other company's difficult face has been completely exposed.
A small mistake in wording will be singled out and magnified several times to accuse Clam Company of being completely insincere in its cooperation. Such low-level mistakes can be made.
Even if a perfect planning plan reaches their side, countless mistakes will be picked out - even if the unprofessional Watanabe Temple had seen some mistakes earlier, he could see that the other party was blatantly making things difficult.
Kondo Corporation just has the words "deliberately embarrassing" written all over its face.
"Mr. Sawada, if it weren't for me..." Watanabeji couldn't help but said as he watched Tsunayoshi Sawada take away the materials from his hand.
"It's okay, Watanabe-san." He seemed to understand what Terahaya wanted to say, and shook his head to stop her unfinished words, "Even if it wasn't you, or even if it didn't cause him the so-called 'offence',
Kondo's performance will not be much different from what it is now."
"The launch of a new company is never that simple, and I have been mentally prepared for the current situation."
A gentle smile appeared on the corners of Sawada Tsunayoshi's lips: "So it doesn't matter, just leave it to me."
Despite such relaxed words and the usual reassuring smile on his face, the tiredness that could not be concealed on Sawada Tsunayoshi's brows could not be deceived.
Watanabe Temple had already noticed the slightly blue eyes of the other party. He hesitated at the door, then made up his mind to close the door, turned around and sat next to the other party in one go.
She can't leave now. Mr. Sawada, he...
This sofa is very wide, which allows two people to sit on it at the same time without looking crowded, but even so, Sawada Tsunayoshi was still surprised.
He leaned slightly to the side, leaving enough distance for the lady to feel at ease, and then asked with some confusion: "Watanabe-san?"
"If, if you don't mind..." Watanabe Temple had already summoned up the courage to speak, and tried to organize his words to make sure it didn't sound so abrupt.
"There are some things that the president can try to tell me!"
Seeing the other person's eyes widening slightly in surprise, Watanabeji had already said the rest of his words in one go.
"Aren't you ever angry at such a rude partner who makes things so harsh every time? Even the most good-tempered person can't have no complaints about their excessive behavior - you must be the same, right?
"
"Although I'm not as capable as Mr. Gokudera and the secretaries! But, there are some things you can't say to them, right?"
Watanabe Temple leaned forward slightly: "I heard Mr. Yuji and others say that you have always been such a reliable leader. As long as they see you sitting in this position, everyone will feel extremely...
Peace of mind.”
"Mr. Sawada, who is so trusted and relied upon by everyone... Is it because of this that he has always been so reliable?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi froze on the spot.
"I have been thinking about what I can do to help you before, and this has also made me struggle for a long time. But I seem to understand now..." Watanabe Temple's voice was a little softer.
, but also full of courage to give desperately.
"Mr. Sawada, you, no, it's you. Can you be a little less reliable in front of me?" Her eyes suddenly bent down, as if dazzling sunlight suddenly fell into those emerald green eyes.
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"Isn't that...reliable?" Sawada Tsunayoshi chewed on this word and his eyes moved slightly.
"Although I have never had the experience of being relied on by anyone, and I don't have a younger brother or sister who needs to be taken care of, I can probably imagine that it must be very tiring to be relied on by others all the time, right? Sometimes I also think about it, if I could be a little more supported by Mr. Sawada
Just rely on it and it’ll be fine.”
Watanabe Temple had already put his hands on his chest, as if imagining something happy.
Then she looked at the other party firmly.
"Even if I can't always handle my own affairs, even if I often cause trouble to Mr. Sawada, but--if I can!"
"I also want to do something for Mr. Sawada, who is so gentle."
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The eyes of the girl in front of her are sincere and full of tenderness, and her clear green eyes can be seen to the end at a glance.
She was really worried about herself, Sawada Tsunayoshi realized this.
After becoming the leader of Vongola, no, it was earlier, when Li Baoen forced himself into his life and told him "you will be the heir to the strongest mafia." From that time on, Sawada Tsunayoshi seemed to
I have always been asked to use the word "reliable".
[You need to become reliable so that you can protect the family and companions you want to protect.]
[You must be reliable enough to serve as the leader of an entire family.]
[You have to be a reliable guy, because every decision you make will affect the fate of thousands of people.]
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He had heard words like this too many times.
But this was the first time someone stood in front of him, saying so worriedly and firmly, "You can be less reliable."
Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know what kind of mood he was feeling now, but there was no doubt that a soft corner deep in his heart was severely touched.
Maybe it's because people who have just woken up are always impulsive, or maybe it's because the thoughts hidden in the heart are suddenly unblocked and keep pouring out——
After all, he is still a vigorous young man in his twenties. Since he is a young man who is prone to act recklessly, he can be forgiven for doing something a little out of line, right?
Sawada Tsunayoshi thought.
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From Watanabe Temple's perspective, after listening to what she said, Sawada Tsunayoshi first pursed his lips, frowned and thought about something.
Just when Terahaya was worried that he had taken the wrong approach,
But the other party seemed to have figured something out, and his whole state suddenly changed from tense to completely relaxed, and then he laughed happily.
"Hahahahahaha!"
If Mr. Sawada just now was like a bow whose string was tightened and seemed to be about to break, then he is undoubtedly closer to the college student Watanabe Temple sees in his daily life.
Confident, assertive, and full of energy.
That kind of unbridled youthful vigor made Watanabeji suddenly realize that Sawada Tsuna seemed to be only in his twenties.
He is about the same age as her, maybe even a little younger than her.
After realizing this, Watanabeji felt that he had just made a wrong move.
Just when she was secretly glad that she didn't turn around and leave rashly, she suddenly felt a weight on her thigh, as if something was pressing down on her.
When Watanabeji lowered his head to check subconsciously, his eyes were covered by someone, and his eyes fell into darkness.
"Don't look, Watanabe-san."
Watanabe Temple had long heard Mr. Sawada's vague voice, which was extremely relaxing, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next second.
"You said it right, it's okay to become a little unreliable."
Although he was still blindfolded and didn't know if the other party could see him, Terahaya still nodded vigorously.
Sawada Tsunayoshi chuckled and moved his palm away.
"Don't open your eyes, just a few minutes. Let me take a rest."
"I've definitely been...feeling a little tired lately."
Like lightning, Watanabeji suddenly realized what the warm weight pressing on his thigh was.
What, it turned out that he was lying on her lap just now?
What was one step faster than [Watanabe Temple's thoughts] was the blush that subconsciously spread to her cheeks.