Child 8
"Ah, Miyake-kun," Fang Shusuke's eyes did not leave the screen in front of him. He knew who it was just by hearing the familiar footsteps. "There is your package. I just brought it up." The cup made a crisp sound when it was placed on the table, and the rich aroma of coffee filled the air. "Remember to take it away."
"Just wait for me to get it," Miyake Shota shook his head helplessly, and returned to his workstation to look at the small brown cardboard box. "Housing General Manager, if possible, please remember that I am applying to be your secretary... What is this?"
The young man reached out to take the utility knife from the pen holder and tried to open it. "Isn't it written what the contents are?" Fang Shusuke replied casually, "It seems to be sent by your uncle... I saw him at the front desk when I first came here, and he brought it up when he heard your name. It must be a specialty from your hometown or something... What's wrong?"
"No, nothing." Shota Miyake stopped unpacking without leaving any trace. "It's just the pickled vegetables sent from my hometown. The smell is a bit strong, and it's not convenient to open it in the office." He said sincerely, looking like a good young man. "I'll have it as a side dish for dinner when I get home... General Manager, I have already replied to yesterday's email. As for the meeting at 10 o'clock today, will it be held as planned?"
"Sorry, please cancel it for me," Fang Shusuke took off his glasses and rubbed his brow, "Saito, who was originally scheduled to host the meeting, went on a business trip last night. It's just a routine summary anyway, so there's no need."
"I see," Shota Miyake buried his head in the work in front of him, "Come to think of it, the general manager seems to be a little different recently," the young man said casually, as if it was a casual chat, "How should I put it... he seems to be talking less and more confident?"
"Haha, that's a good thing," Sosuke Fubuki showed his signature gentle smile, and a line of text appeared on the screen as he typed on the keyboard: "What's the current situation of the Silicon Valley server? 】He was multitasking. Anyway, the computer was facing away from Shota Miyake, so he would definitely not see his boss's part-time job. [Tasmanian Rain was set up by Fusi almost half a year ago. I don't understand the technical stuff, but...], "When I was in school, people said I was timid and annoying. It took me several years after I entered society to get rid of this bad habit. It's a little late, but it's not bad."
[Uncle, you always seem to be such a worrier.] Although the girl's avatar was not displayed on the screen, the tone of her voice was enough to make Fang Fang Sousuke smile helplessly [Although he is indeed the oldest in the water plant, it is obviously the dad who has the most motherly vibe...really.] Listen to the logic behind this statement [But don't worry, the Silicon Valley server is just the largest one. Mom got in during her previous trip to the winery on a mission.]
[Eden, me] The girl raised her hands high, as if she was shouting, and a blue number flashed in her heterochromatic pupils [It is omnipresent, hiding behind every screen and spying on humans, the best and most powerful]
[——AI]
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