Chapter 229 Execution?
The world of spells.
Gojo Satoru brought his little sheep Jiang Lai all the way back to Tokyo.
Because he had already received the money from the higher-ups, Gojo Satoru decided to start the meeting early and finish the work early, so he took the little sheep Jiang Lai directly to the Jujutsu high-level station in Tokyo.
Gojo Satoru had contacted the assistant supervisor in advance, so there were already special people waiting outside the Jujutsu high-level station to receive him.
When the white-haired man got off the car, the receptionist came up to him with a smile on his face and a mask on his face: "Mr. Gojo, you are here."
"Yeah." There was no special expression on Gojo Satoru's delicate face. He didn't even take off his sunglasses. He simply raised his chin as a response.
It was a very casual response, with a certain kind of quiet arrogance.
After all, Gojo Satoru was never one to follow the rules. He cared more about his own leisure and happiness than all kinds of etiquette.
Most of the time, Gojo Satoru is the strongest and does whatever he wants based on his mood, like a proud and difficult cat.
However, when he was with Jiang Lai, Gojo Satoru showed the equality between good friends.
Although there are teasing, jokes and pranks, he always gives unique care and respect at critical moments - just like in the dream world, when it comes to topics related to [birth].
That is why Jiang Lai does not have much to say about Gojo Satoru's so-called "arrogance and casualness" and "difficulty in getting along with".
He even thought that Gojo Satoru was a nice guy, and that the comments from people around him that he was "annoying" were totally unreasonable.
At this time, seeing Gojo Satoru facing the people sent by the higher-ups with such an attitude, Jiang Lai didn't think there was anything wrong.
——After all, Gojo Satoru has always hated Rotten Orange. These guys secretly colluded with the regulatory agency and did a lot of bad things, so it is normal for Satoru to have a bad attitude towards these people.
The staff sent by the higher-ups were already used to Gojo Satoru's daily attitude. They kept the smiling mask on their faces and said, "Please follow me, Mr. Gojo. We have been waiting for you for a long time."
Wujo Satoru raised his eyebrows slightly, and stood still without moving. He just raised his hand and placed it on the little sheep Jiang Lai beside him, and said with a smile:
"Have you been waiting for me for so long? It seems that my good students are not needed here - well, then let's go back to school, Watanabe."
Gojo Satoru had the ability to see through everything through his six eyes. He naturally noticed that the receptionist was deliberately ignoring the brown-haired boy, so he pointed out the conflict very directly.
——Since you are deliberately ignoring me, then I'd better not meet you at all.
The staff sent by the higher-ups were stunned for a moment after hearing these words, and then quickly responded: "Ah, no, no, no, the higher-ups also want to meet this young sorcerer, because he is also an eyewitness at the scene."
He turned around and said to the little sheep Jiang Lai with a smile, "We have been waiting for you for a long time, Watanabe. We are very sorry for the neglect just now."
Although Jiang Lai does not have six eyes, he has received scientific training and has excellent ability to analyze micro-expressions. Naturally, he has long seen the attitude of the staff sent by the senior management.
Even the apology at this moment is very insincere. Hidden beneath the smile is contempt for himself.
The little sheep Jiang Lai blinked his eyes, looking calm. He took out an electronic calculator from somewhere and started typing:
"Oh, no need to apologize, just a small compensation will do~ Well, let me simply calculate the compensation for the indifference, time delay, and mental damage..."
The staff sent by the higher-ups had sweat on their foreheads and the smiles on their faces froze a little.
He had deliberately ignored the other party just now because this guy's live broadcast and subsequent charges had caused a lot of trouble for the top management, which made him, as a loyal supporter of the top management, very unhappy.
But Gojo Satoru was right beside him, so he couldn't do anything to bully him openly. So he could only show contempt in his attitude.
Who would have thought that Rokugan would still care about such details, and this brown-haired boy would actually start the same thing again...!
Seeing the brown-haired boy start typing on the calculator again, the staff sent by the higher-ups couldn't help but feel a surge of pressure instinctively.
Why is there another round of money-sucking? !
As the saying goes, "Once bitten by a snake, one will fear the rope for ten years." At present, the relevant senior management personnel can be regarded as a kind of "Once bitten by a snake, one will fear the rope for ten years."
"It's windy outside, please come in." The staff sent by the top management quickly made a gesture and half-bowed, looking very polite.
At this point, he held back his previous veiled attack and truly extended the invitation, "The conference waiting room has been decorated, and there are all kinds of desserts, snacks, and fruits."
"Oh! Then I'll have dessert first~" The little sheep Jiang Lai had an innocent smile on his face and put away his calculator.
He was just trying to scare these people, and he had no intention of wasting his time and energy here to make a small fortune. At present, the money sent by the top management is enough to prepare for the final battle.
Gojo Satoru yawned, put on his usual nonchalant look, and walked inside with the little sheep Jiang Lai.
They walked through a corridor and saw a grand door in front of them, which was the entrance to a large conference room.
However, the meeting had not officially started yet, so the staff sent by the top management led the two to the lounge next to it.
This time, the staff sent by the higher-ups did not make any unnecessary moves or words. Perhaps frightened by the accident just now, they just did their job properly and left.
Gojo Satoru unceremoniously took over the entire sofa and lay horizontally on it, stretching his long legs casually.
He slumped lazily on the soft sofa, looking like a cat taking a nap on the terrace.
Jiang Lai sat on the stool next to him. It was closer to the small table, so it was convenient for him to get some snacks, desserts, fruits, etc.
His current body is that of a human teenager, so he naturally has normal human feelings such as hunger. It is now mid-afternoon, and Jiang Lai is indeed a little hungry.
However, just as he was about to pick up a snack on the table, Gojo Satoru, who was lying paralyzed on the sofa next to him, said, "The snacks at Rotten Orange are terrible - don't eat their stuff. I'll let you try my favorite when we get back~"
Hearing Gojo Satoru's words, Jiang Lai stopped extending his hand. He raised his eyes and saw the white-haired man lying on the sofa with a calm expression and his blue eyes glancing at him.
Gojo Satoru, who was lying down, had already taken off his sunglasses, which were now placed on his chest. His glass-like eyes were exposed.
There was nothing special about his words, but Jiang Lai could hear some hint of his vigilance against the higher-ups.
Although the top management would not be stupid enough to put poison in food, who can be 100% sure? Regulatory agencies and rotten oranges never do things in an above-board way... It's always better to be vigilant.
Because this is a high-rise building, there are probably eavesdropping equipment around. So for the sake of concealment, they can't say anything directly, and their words and actions still have to match their character.
So Jiang Lai took his hand back, pretending to be very expectant, and said with sparkling eyes: "Okay! I hate eating dry snacks - then I'll wait and wait and go back to eat Teacher Gojo's! By the way, can I get double the discount for the leftovers, Teacher Gojo?"
"Huh? It's good that I didn't ask you for money. Those are all super expensive limited editions." Gojo Satoru muttered, picked up the book next to him and covered his face with it, "I don't have time to play with you, little brat, play by yourself, the super invincible handsome guy needs to rest for a while~~"
The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. Since we can't have a smooth conversation here at a senior level, let's just not talk about it for now.
Jiang Lai clearly understood what Gojo Satoru meant by his actions and words, so he curled his lips in agreement and said, "I don't have time to play with a bad old man like you. Go to sleep by yourself. I want to play with my phone."
Jiang Lai naturally opened his mobile phone, logged into his social chat software, and saw the various screenshots sent to him by his science friends, which made him smile with relief.
Although there is a dimensional wall between us, the world of science has always been a pillar behind me, providing me with silent and gentle help from different angles.
Now, seeing that most of the forum crowd have already acknowledged the fact that "the noose operation has loopholes and most ordinary sorcerers should have noticed it", and glancing at the warm and enthusiastic blessings and encouragement in the screenshots, Jiang Lai couldn't help but raise a slight curve at the corners of his lips.
He posted an emoticon (puppy thumbs up.jpg) and a touching shy icon in the group. His scientific friends accepted it and teased him.
Jiang Lai chatted with them happily for a few words, and then the door of the lounge room was knocked rhythmically three times.
The responsible staff came to inform that the meeting was about to begin and asked the two of them to join the meeting.
Gojo Satoru took off the book covering his face, jumped up nimbly, and walked leisurely with the little sheep to the large conference room next door.
The staff members nearby pushed open the doors of the conference room from the left and right. As the heavy doors slowly opened, the scene inside the conference room came into view.
There was no traditional square conference table inside. There were two chairs in the center, and a group of senior old men with unfamiliar faces were sitting around them.
"..." Jiang Lai still had a bright and sunny smile on his face, but there was no special emotion in his eyes.
He glanced at the structure in front of him, and the feudal arrogance of a rotten orange hit him in the face.
This design is not like a meeting among equals, but more like listening to subordinates' work reports or interrogating prisoners.
Gojo Satoru was familiar with the structure of this place. He didn't even look at the two lonely chairs in front of him. He stood in the middle with his hands in his pockets and said casually, "Okay, if you have any nonsense to say, hurry up and say it. I'm in a hurry to go back and eat the limited edition dessert."
"...How outrageous!" Someone from the upper echelons slammed the table with great momentum.
But Gojo Satoru didn't even raise his eyelids. He raised the corners of his lips slightly and said, "Why, you want to come down and compete with me?"
The man immediately fell silent again.
The old man standing on a higher level right in front coughed. It seemed that he was a representative of the senior executives present.
His face was calm, and he said slowly: "I called you back this time, on the one hand, to hear the details of the Qishan incident from you and that young friend Watanabe, two eyewitnesses, so that we can handle the follow-up and issue the subsequent regulations."
"On the other hand, this is a job that you personally took on before."
"Oh?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows.
In front of him, the senior executive spoke in a slow voice, but the content was extremely important: "Currently, Ryomen Sukuna's fingers have been collected to 18, and the whereabouts of the other 2 are unknown."
"For the safety of the world of curse, we have decided to send you to execute the container Yuji Itadori."