The supervisor does not die from a debt

"So, I want to know a little bit about the department head, such as what are the taboos and what not to say."

Chino was silent for a while, holding the tray in front of him, and tilted his head in trouble: "Even if you say that, I don’t know much about the department manager... She seems to be always busy, facing Computers that cannot be understood, and content that cannot be understood."

In the supervisor's mind, there appeared a person nestled in a messy room, staring at the screen with a pair of blind eyes, and deaf to any calls from the outside world.

"However, she is a very powerful person. Everything you see, the important systems that are closely related to you, are all made by her."

Hmm...Is there definitely the kind of supercomputer master in the story? For women, they must be wearing thick glasses, maybe not sharp, stable and reliable, but the older type.

Looking up at Chino, the supervisor decided to withdraw the foreword.

After thinking about it for a while, Chino finally lowered his head apologetically: "Then...Basically, I can't see her going out outside of work. She seems to be sleeping all the time. I don't know much about more things..."

The supervisor nodded: "It's already amazing, after all, Christina is not willing to tell me in advance, thank you."

"It's nothing... such a small thing... that, Director, do you want to add another cup of coffee?"

"Want to take the opportunity to send back the box I handled! I won't be fooled!"

On this end of the cognitive filter, Tomino turned his head, looked at the somewhat large gift box, and sighed helplessly: "No, since the supervisor strongly asked me to accept..."

After the supervisor left, Chino picked up two empty cups, and unexpectedly found that there was a coin under the cups. The price was exactly two cups of coffee.

"Really... Obviously received such an expensive gift, this supervisor, if he is too kind..."

He patted his cheek lightly, patted back the smile that had just appeared accidentally, and turned around and saw his beloved staring at him with tears in his eyes-as if he would cry if he didn't agree.

"What, what's wrong, my beloved Sang..."

As a result, I was very unreasonably hugged, and the other party's ears were full of loud and noisy crying: "Wow, ah, Tomono is going to become someone else's child! Sister, I'm so sad--"

She sighed, and when she was about to explain, she heard her beloved continue to cry: "That voice sounds terrible, like a small plane, who wants to take Chino away... as a sister, I I will never let this happen—"

"So, that person is the supervisor, and the things you imagined will not happen to Xin Ai-sang... What books have you read recently... No, for the sake of Xin Ai-sang's mental health, I want to check it."

When I looked up, I saw that I was pretending to be careful to clean the coffee cup behind the counter, but I was always paying attention to this side, and I was also very worried about her Lishi. The strange look made Chino feel that the burden on his shoulders was heavier.

"Rise-sang's room, I will also check..."

"Eh! Do I want it too! Military... military forbidden territory, trespassing but..."

Under Chino's seemingly young adult, but actually quite a little majestic gaze, the two obediently recruited the books that they had recently read about short stories that company managers and employees had to tell.

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After giving out the gift, the invisible and indifferent supervisor drank the bottle of Coke that had been opened in one breath. Then in order to let himself forget the pain of bottoming out his savings, the supervisor decided to look through the reserves in the folder to see if there was any Christina did not find and delete the content.

It's a pity, not really.Almost all the things that the average dead house would have, used to give themselves as spiritual food, and even the collection of novels have been deleted completely. In the end, the supervisor can barely relax by playing FPS for a few hours.

A little sleepy stood up and stretched.I didn't go for a walk or even exercise for several days, which made my supervisor a little worried about whether my physical fitness would deteriorate after sitting like this.

Anyway, today's affairs are over, so let's rest... Thinking like this, he slammed at the fax machine, the telephone receiver that had been returned.

The memory of what happened on the first day was still fresh, and the panic that seemed to be soaked in the soul made the supervisor shudder.Although there has been no movement for two days, what should I do if the phone rings again today?

"You don't need to worry, accidents like that won't happen again in theory. Please feel free to sleep this extravagant behavior, and don't fall to the ground again."

So every time I wake up, I lie on the sofa. Who does it?

Knowing that something will happen if you ask, the supervisor casually slapped it and passed.

After that, as always, after bathing and changing clothes, and by the way, before going to bed, I prayed to the ethereal god, praying that tomorrow's abnormality would not be so troublesome, and then the supervisor went to sleep at ease.

The light in the room slowly dimmed, and everything that might make noise was also turned off. Christina's image finally glanced at the supervisor before it slowly dimmed.

As the company's "super AI", she never rests, the company has countless things that need to be handled by her at all times.Whether it is an anomaly contained by the department or a never-ending research, the company is still running where the supervisor cannot see it.

Countless robotic arms protruded silently from the wall of the supervisor's room, gathering up the documents all over the floor. They moved silently, but moved quickly. It only took a few minutes to rearrange the room.

By the way, he took away the uniform that the supervisor had replaced, hung a new set of'super uniforms' on the shelf, and finally retracted all of them to the wall, as if they had never existed.

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44. Your new department manager career is not a secret... right

The supervisor didn't know what happened after falling asleep, because he was the type who couldn't wake up even if there was a thunderstorm outside once he fell asleep deeply.

After experiencing a dreamless sleep, the supervisor woke up again before the wake-up bell rang.Looking at the clean and tidy look in the room slightly confused, he didn't react for a while.

I didn’t remember until I finished brushing my teeth and poured cold water on my face—who cleaned the room yesterday?Where did the papers and empty Coke bottles go?

Wiping his face, sitting on the chair with a vigor, the supervisor pressed the button of the computer monitor, then looked around, and took the notebook that had written a lot of things.

Before choosing the anomaly to be added today, Christina will basically not appear, the supervisor is used to it.So he read the previous notes while waiting for the breakfast to be served.

After just sitting for a while, the front screen wall lit up with red and black background colors as usual, and the three contents were not visible, only the numbered containment room icon dropped from above the rope.

Rather than choosing one of three difficult choices, the supervisor decided to eat breakfast first.

Today is the same as always, the slightly baked toast, with mayonnaise and jam that you can prepare yourself, and a mashed potato that is mixed with the wonderful sauce and tastes very soft.

It always feels like mashed potatoes in Kaifeng dishes, but the taste is more refreshing.

Picking up the glass of milk and drank it, the supervisor wiped his mouth, and then looked at the three images of the containment chamber that had been waiting for a long time with satisfaction.

[F-01-69: This magic bullet will hit any target you specify]

[T-09-97: I was disappointed in the expectations, gradually forgotten by the world, sleeping in...]

[O-03-93: When we meet again, you and I will become stars!

It's time to make the supervisor with choice difficulties scratch his head once a day.A big part of the reason why he struggled with operating simulation games was that he didn't know how to choose.

Then it's time to think about it. From these dumb words, guess what the abnormality in the future tends to, whether it is easy to manage... and so on.

Looking at the pen holder at hand, the temporarily made dice eraser and the three-sided pencil are staying quietly in it, but the supervisor vaguely feels that the abnormality coming today will change the experience of the entire company.

It's like "shoot ahead at this corner", unfounded metaphysical thinking, but it often succeeds.

As a result, a lot of meaningless time was wasted, and the supervisor chose the best dice.

"Okay, it's up to you! Let's start today's work!"