Chapter 662: The Later Account
Chapter 662: The Later Account
"You know, last night was really extreme."
Facing Leon's surprised look, the red-haired director tilted his head back and took a sip of wine, then explained helplessly:
"Some of the Thirty-two Guards are responsible for protecting the soul, and my soul was forcibly pulled out of my body, so those teeth kept clashing with my soul. They must have been damaged and are a little bit mobile."
"..."
Although it sounds a bit outrageous, it seems... reasonable?
Since he had rested for a while and was curious about the red-haired chief's situation, Leon leaned over and asked:
"But I don't know how to repair anomalies, so how can I help you with your teeth?"
"You don't have to fix it, just reach out and touch it."
The red-haired director slumped on the sofa, looking lazy and said:
"It just so happens that Lord Taurus has returned safely. Can you help me check in advance which of the Thirty-two Guards are damaged? This will make it easier for me to find her to fill my teeth later."
"Fine……"
After listening to the red-haired director's words, Leon nodded slightly, then leaned towards the red-haired director's sofa.
"Come closer."
"You better come over here."
Lying lazily on the sofa, the red-haired director closed his eyes and said:
“Good Leon, I really don’t want to move… Come and help me with my teeth, how about I treat you to a drink some other day?”
"..."
You really are... Never mind. If you hadn't been so powerful last night and forcibly held onto millions of souls, something terrible would have happened. Since you have done such a great contribution, you can just be lazy for a while...
After shaking his head helplessly, Leon put down the bottle, stood up and walked around to the front of the red-haired director, and then urged:
"I'm coming, sit up straight and open your mouth!"
"Why don't you just lie down over here? Ah~"
"..."
I'm so lazy...
After unable to help but sigh in his heart, facing the red-haired director who refused to move, Leon had no choice but to turn his back to the door of the conference room, stretch out his hands to support the back of the sofa, and lean over to her open mouth.
And because the red-haired chief was in such a lazy "lying posture", Leon had to step over her legs before he could barely bend down, making it seem as if he was lying on top of her.
Um...wait a minute, at a time like this...
After noticing that there seemed to be something wrong with the current posture of the two, Leon suddenly remembered something and turned his head abruptly to look at the door behind him.
Sure enough, a familiar figure was standing at the door, covering his red face, at a loss, and couldn't help but sneak a peek over here through his fingers.
"..."
I knew it……
In Leon's extremely speechless expression, Miss Bumping, who usually appeared at the critical moment, suddenly screamed, then covered her face and turned around to run, but was stopped by a bunch of red hair and dragged directly to the conference room on the second floor.
Happy times are always short-lived.
After sighing quietly in his heart, the red-haired director raised his fair neck and drank the brandy in his hand in one breath. Then he smiled and said to Leila, whose face was flushed:
"Since you're awake... the others should be about the same, right?"
"Yes, it is……"
After appearing at the perfect place at the perfect time and successfully catching the director and his subordinate having an affair, the unlucky lady couldn't help but reach out and tightly grasp the hem of her skirt, whispering and taking the initiative to promise:
"Chief, I...I keep my mouth shut! I promise I won't tell anyone about what happened just now!"
"..."
Just forget it... Based on my understanding of you, nothing you have discovered can be kept secret successfully...
"It's okay, just say whatever you want to say."
After looking at the terrified Miss, the red-haired director smiled and said:
"We didn't do anything shameful just now. I just asked Leon to check my teeth. There's nothing to be afraid of others knowing."
"See a dentist? Here...Oh, yes, yes! See a dentist!" Maybe he was too afraid of losing his job, and he caught the young lady's relatively low emotional intelligence and suddenly had an outburst, nodding his head hurriedly.
"Yes! I was just seeing the dentist just now. I...I only saw you seeing the dentist, I didn't see anything else!"
"..."
Forget it... I feel like if I explain further, it will only make things worse...
After shaking his head helplessly, the red-haired director took the initiative to change the subject and asked in a gentle voice:
"Laila, what brings you up here?"
"Oh yes! Something is wrong!"
After hearing the red-haired chief's question, Miss Crash suddenly realized what was going on and immediately said:
"Director, the mirror in your office rang. A man with thick eyebrows and a very... decent appearance spoke to me in the mirror and asked me to notify you to go to the headquarters for a meeting!"
A man with thick eyebrows and a decent appearance...that must be Director Sagittarius!
After subconsciously looking at Leon, the red-haired director narrowed his eyes slightly, then took the remaining half bottle of wine from Leon and drank it all in one gulp, then sneered and said:
"Good meeting, I just happened to have something to ask him!"
……
"Everyone, I have called you to this meeting because I have something very important to tell you."
The self-enclosed General Administration was reopened. In the empty field where the year-end evaluation was held, Director Sagittarius, who was covered in bruises, spoke with a rather sad expression:
"I regret to inform you that the matter regarding His Excellency Taurus's ascension to the palace has been completely ruined."
"what?!"
"I actually let him succeed..."
"Alas... this time we are in big trouble!"
Faced with Director Sagittarius's notice, more than 80 branch directors were suddenly in an uproar. A large amount of "encrypted" soul fluctuations flew everywhere, and they began to quickly exchange the information they knew.
Director Sagittarius, who was obviously in a very bad mood, did not stop the branch directors from communicating privately. Instead, he stood silently in the center of the venue, allowing a large number of agitated soul waves to run around.
"Mr. Shooter."
After a round of information exchange was completed and they barely figured out what happened, a short branch director's phantom stood up from his seat and asked with a bad look:
"Your Excellency Taurus had an accident when he was ascending the palace, right?"
"Correct."
"But you told us that the time of his ascension to the palace was eight days later, so can I assume that you were the one who facilitated His Excellency Taurus's early ascension to the palace when we were not ready, which ultimately led to this result? Shouldn't you give us an explanation for this?"
"..."
Faced with the branch director's questioning, Director Sagittarius fell into silence.
After a while, he sighed slightly and said:
"Ninety percent of the fault in this incident lies with me. I am willing to take full responsibility for it. However, compared to my problem, there is something more important right now that I need you all to discuss together."
Is there anything more important than the failure of Deng Palace?
Although a big mistake had indeed been made this time, Director Sagittarius still had some prestige. Seeing that his expression was indeed very heavy, the branch directors temporarily put aside their doubts and waited for his explanation.
"Before Aquarius ascended to the palace, he told Taurus that he was willing to take on the responsibilities of the palace occupant for a short period of time and continue to pass on news about future crises to us."
Amid the surprised looks of the branch directors, Director Shooter took out a piece of paper and unfolded it, then introduced it with a frown:
"This is the first message he just sent down, but the content above... you should read it yourself."
What did Aquarius write?
Director Sagittarius' words aroused their curiosity. Looking at his indescribable expression, the branch directors couldn't help but narrow their eyes and stare at the note in Director Sagittarius's hand.
This piece of paper is both new and old, and it seems to have gone through countless years, but it looks like it was just cut out. Most of the space is empty, and only a small part in the middle is written with a very short word in extremely sloppy handwriting.
"Hold!"
(End of this chapter)