Otto: Forced to become a dark boss

"Okay, goodbye, Mr. Store Manager!"

...

"I understand."

Xia Muqingxue showed a firm face, and then assured Hui Xia.

"Well, by the way, Xia Mu, if possible, go to Upic."

Huixia seemed to have remembered something, and added something.

"Huh? Oh, okay."

Qingxue's dazed gaze touched Huixia's expression, and he responded only after realizing that he wasn't joking.

Although I was reluctant in my heart, I couldn't give birth to the meaning of resistance, which was strange.

Qingxue thought a little puzzled.

Then I started to think about the feasibility of this matter.

I belong to the intelligence department of the defense force. If I want to join upic, it is really difficult to be honest.

However, there has been a large shortage of upic personnel recently, and it may not be an opportunity.

If the Defense Force wants to go to UPIC, in addition to submitting a transfer application to the direct superior and department head, it is also necessary to obtain the signature and approval of the highest person in charge, that is, Xia Muxiong.

Generally speaking, this kind of thing often happens. At the beginning, the selection criteria for the defense force is also the most basic element. You have military experience, or you have worked in a government department for more than one year, and it is best not to join the political party of the host country.

The first two points are to ensure that they can quickly integrate into the Defense Force team. This is different from the Self-Defense Force, and the requirements are more special.

The third party prevents it from being influenced by the country's government and guarantees the independence of the defense force. It cannot become a place where two major powers wrestle with each other and show off their strength at certain times, like the United Nations.

For Qingxue, the last point is the most difficult, after all, he is still an intelligence officer in charge of monitoring Mr. Huixia in name.

Furthermore, with Xia Muxiong's current personality, Qingxue really doesn't like dealing with him, even if the other party is her father.

Naturally, it is even more difficult to find the other party to sign and agree, but on the other hand, as long as Xia Muxiong agrees, the superiors and the like will definitely agree.

So if you want to enter the selection of upic, the fastest process, you only need to get one person.

Huixia watched Qingxue's somewhat heavy footsteps, as if under some psychological pressure.

It was not until the other party disappeared at the corner of the street that he walked back to the cafe.

When Xia Mu enters UPIC, the source of information will be wider. If he can find out which guy is Lucifer and Mephisto, he can solve these two scourges as soon as possible.

Well, there is also Noi, who has allowed him to grow freely for so long, and it is time to reap the rewards.

This guy is not very smart and is easily influenced by emotions, but after becoming a card, I think this shortcoming will no longer exist.

Huixia narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she was already looking forward to the second "subordinate."

...

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

Zhenxue got off the taxi and looked at the community not far away, located on the side of a hill.

His eyes were fixed on the most conspicuous villa in the community.

It was her home, or rather, her former home.

"Welcome back, Miss Shamu."

The guard at the gate of the community looked vigilant, and noticed Qingxue's vaguely familiar face after she approached, so he relaxed his guard and said respectfully.

"Ah."

Qingxue felt a little uncomfortable, this was a title she hadn't heard for a long time.

She has moved out since her mother's unexpected death five years ago.

Fortunately, the guards here can still recognize him.

15 years old and 20 years old, it stands to reason that the changes should not be small.

Walking unimpeded all the way, every plant and tree on the roadside feels very familiar, even if it is a slightly unfamiliar trail, after slowly walking through it, the memories buried deep in the memory will wake up, reminding Qingxue once Everything here.

Until he came to the door of Xia Mu's house.

The small villa was pitch black, apparently no one was at home.

Qingxue knew that Xia Muxiong would not come back at this time.

Since Xia Muxiong's temperament changed a lot more than ten years ago, he became suspicious and irritable, and became more ruthless. The servants at home quickly resigned one after another, even the old servant who has worked here for 20 years is no exception. .

Recalling the worried Aunt Yuan Xing who already considered Qingxue as her own child, she warned herself with concern:

"Miss Qingxue, don't stay in this house for too long. If you can, move out with your wife as much as possible. Mr. Xia Mu...something is wrong."

Perhaps, Aunt Yuanxing discovered something at the beginning.

Looking at the mottled traces on the iron gate, for a moment, Qingxue felt very strange.

After hesitating for a while, she took out the key that she hadn't used for a long time from her pocket with some struggling steps.

After unlocking, push lightly.

The door opened backwards, sticking straight against the wall, making some unpleasant noises along the way.

Qingxue didn't even bat an eye, watching the door from being closed tightly at first to wide open, until it opened completely as if calling for her embrace.

She looked at the empty courtyard.

The flowers that my mother once loved have long since disappeared, and the entire yard is bare. It is paved with neat and dull stone slabs, and the organic soil is firmly pressed down, making the world on the ground devoid of plant embellishments.

Xia Muqingxue was a little silent and didn't move for a while.

She closed her eyes slowly, as if the laughter and laughter of more than ten years were in front of her eyes, in her ears, and by her side.

...

13 years ago.

Seven-year-old Qingxue has shown intelligence far beyond her peers since she was a child.

Whether it's babbling, toddler, or running happily, they are better than other children.

This also made this child the treasure of Xia Mu's family. The envious eyes of the neighbors made Xia Muxiong, who didn't like his daughter at first, become complacent.

At this time, Xia Mu's house is full of warmth and hope.

"Xiaoxue, don't mess with Dad's things!"

As Mrs. Xiamu's first child, Mrs. Xiamu, who has no experience in raising children, is always helpless when faced with the clever and naughty Qingxue.

"Mom, I'm just curious..."

Seven-year-old Qingxue stood barefoot on her father's desk, holding a few seemingly insignificant documents in her hands, which were randomly placed on the desk at first.

This is also the reason why Qingxue is confident.

It must not be that important, that's why Dad put it on the table.

Qingxue never touches the things in the drawer.

Full of curiosity about everything, and because she is too ordinary, Qingxue often cannot play with her peers, so she can only release her vitality at home.

Ever since, Mrs. Xia Mu spent every day "fighting wits and courage" with Qingxue.

And Qingxue, who tossed her mother "unspeakably miserable", and often complained that she was getting older by being angry, still enjoys it every day, as if this team will always exist.

"Xiaoxue, come here."

Mrs. Xiamu approached carefully, but she didn't dare to get too close, lest Qingxue jump off the table directly.

He could only call dryly, even though he knew it would be useless.

Little did she know that her worry was superfluous.

"Slightly slightly..."

Qingxue ran to the other end of the table with a grin.

As the head of the family, Xia Muxiong's desks are not only large, but also many. Of course, each one has its function, although now they are all trampled by "thugs".

"You are being so naughty again, I will tell your father!"

Mrs. Shamu's cheeks were bulging with anger, it's so cool to have a baby...

"Cut... only this trick every time."

Qingxue's small face collapsed in an instant, she muttered unhappily, then stepped on the chair carefully, finally sat down again, obediently put on her shoes.

"Hmph, who made Xiaoxue not cute at all."

At this time, Mrs. Xia Mu looked like a child who had won victory in a play house, raising her head proudly, like a white swan.

"Mom is terrible too..."

Qingxue whispered carefully, but Mrs. Xia Mu still heard her.

"Huh? Xiaoxue, you actually speak ill of mother!"

"This time I must sue!"

Mrs. Xia Mu's eyes were wide open, with an unbelievable look, tremblingly covering her chest, and pointing to Qingxue's small head with her other hand, the combination of expression and movement really seemed to be the same thing.

"... "

"Mom, why do you act like a child and play childish temper at every turn?"

"You disappoint me as a daughter so much. How can I rest assured that you will be independent in the future? Will you be able to take care of yourself in the future?"

Qingxue rolled her eyes angrily, sat on the chair shaking her calf, tilted her head, stretched out her left hand, and counted her mother one by one with her right hand.

"...This seems to be my line, okay?"

Mrs. Shamu also made the same eye-rolling movement as her daughter.

Is it unfortunate to have such a monstrous daughter, or is it because you are too lucky?

"Madam, miss, the master is coming back."

The young Aunt Yuanxing reminded carefully from outside the door.

Qingxue subconsciously glanced at the time, hurriedly jumped off the chair, and tidied up the already messy study.

"Tsk tsk."

"Hey, Xiaoxue still has this place, and it's also very messy here."

"Oh, I forgot that your stature is flawed..."

Mrs. Xia Mu looked at the frightened Qingxue.

The gloating voice kept coming out, making Qingxue pouted with anger, and kept muttering in her heart:

Mom is so annoying! ! !

Chapter 77: Meeting again

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When Xia Muxiong came back with a tired face, he saw the mother and son sitting in the living room.

"... "

Xia Muxiong looked at the two of them thoughtfully, but he still didn't ask any questions.

He has become the middle-level backbone of the Defense Force, and he has a heavy workload every day, so it is often difficult for him to care too much about his family.

Two pairs of eyes, one large and one small, secretly watched Xia Muxiong walking towards the study.

"call…"

"call…"

The two let out a breath of relief at the same time.

"A little bit!"

Noticing her mother's astonished gaze, Qingxue grimaced angrily, then jumped off the sofa and ran towards the bedroom.

"This child..."

Mrs. Shamer felt a little amused.