Secretive

Chapter 10

The elevator made a "ding" sound, and the elevator that had arrived slowly opened in front of the two of them.

Takahashi turned his head reflexively to look inside the elevator.

The middle-aged security guard didn't have time to make an expression on his face. He and Takahashi stared blankly at each other for two seconds, then nodded and smiled to say hello: "Still working overtime?"

"Yes, I will turn off the power when I go back." Takahashi also returned the gift.

"Then I'll trouble you." The security guard walked out of the elevator, took a face-to-face meeting with Ito, and began to inspect other places.

Ito looked at Takahashi who was completely depressed, and chuckled softly: "I see. Let's have dinner together."

"No, I'm going back to work." Takahashi shook his head, and when he turned to go back, Ito grabbed his arm.

The smile on Ito's face has not been restrained, but no matter how he looks at it, there is a dangerous atmosphere: "Dinner."

"I got it, I got it... I'll go back and pack up first." Takahashi muttered that it would be a big deal to work overtime tomorrow.

Until Takahashi came out, Ito was still standing in front of the elevator.

He stood beside Ito, immersed in the low air pressure to his heart's content.Contrary to him, Ito swept away the previous haze with a very happy expression on his face.

"Just eat conveyor belt sushi." Takahashi said as he walked in the evening wind of autumn night.

"Let's go to the one we ate before."

"can."

Just in time for the evening rush hour, the two squeezed together with difficulty, inevitably making physical contact with others.

"The timing is really bad." Takahashi said with a frown.

"Be patient a little bit."

It took about half an hour for dinner before they came out of the store and walked slowly to the station.

If all goes well, I will be home around nine o'clock.

Kurokawa, who was standing by the bus stop, had an extremely surprised expression on his face when he saw the two walking together.

Takahashi was still talking with Ito, but he stopped his voice until he met Kurokawa's eyes.

"Director Takahashi..."

"No, this is..." Takahashi's mind went blank at this moment, he looked at Yito, but found that he had no intention of speaking at all.

"It's a surprise to see you and Director Ito walking together," Kurokawa said.

"Yes, is it?"

"Since we can walk together, it means that the relationship is not bad. Please don't always look at each other. We are under a lot of pressure as subordinates who are at war." Kurokawa continued.

"It's not conducive to competition. Otherwise, I just want to get along with a group, but I'm the one who gets squeezed out and cries in the end."

Kurokawa looked at Takahashi, with displeasure in his eyes: "Please allow me to offend, Director Takahashi. Do you think our group of people would think so?"

"I think he said it well." Ito looked at Takahashi with a playful smile on his face.

"I see, sorry, I will pay attention to it later."

"It's rare to meet Director Ito, how about it, let's have a drink together." Kurokawa's target turned to Ito in the next second.

Ito readily agreed: "I am willing to accompany you."

"Oh, I'll call and ask Zhou Ping and the others." Kurokawa excitedly took out his phone.

"I'll go back first." Takahashi was a little bit repelled when he suddenly entered the situation where everyone was drinking together.

"What are you talking about, Director, how can you go home alone in this situation." Heichuan had an expression on his face that you couldn't escape even if you wanted to escape today.

"You boy, who is the director?"

Now that he said that, it meant that he agreed.

When a group of people crowded into the izakaya they frequented, Takahashi did not expect such a situation at all.

All the people in their group arrived at once, and even a few people in one group even brought them along.

"Really, you guys..." Takahashi was dumbfounded.

Shui De and her good sisters in a group were shopping outside, when they heard the news, it could be said that they rushed here non-stop.

"What a surprise..." the colleagues sighed at the two people standing together safely.

"You guys are really busy." Ito sighed similar to how little work has been done recently.

"No, no, director, I just finished working overtime." Daze in the first group waved his hands, afraid that the director would think that he was not working hard enough.

Miyamoto looked very happy and poured wine for everyone with a wine bottle.

"Then, dear colleagues, please let us toast to the beautiful and harmonious future of the two groups!" Fujiki is always a good hand in handling things. He raised the draft beer in his hand and said something like a master of ceremonies.

"cheers!"

"Could it be that I did something wrong before..." Takahashi approached Ito and asked in a low voice.

"Of course not." Ito replied with a smile on his face, also in a low voice.

"What are you two whispering, please let me listen too?" Fujiki leaned over, looking very curious.

Takahashi pushed him away in disgust: "Don't come over, it's disgusting."

"It's too much, Director Takahashi." Fujiki said leisurely, "Obviously Director Ito can get together."

"What nonsense!" Takahashi pushed Fujiki back to its original position, and shook his hand vigorously.

As the protagonists of the night, he and Ito naturally became the targets of siege. Ito was interviewed by everyone, such as "how did you feel when you were attacked by Director Takahashi's words?" The bridge yelled out the question of stop.Murasaki exposed Takahashi's bad-mouthing side of Ito behind his back, and Osawa over there also joked about his director's vicious sarcasm. In the end, the two laughed out loud regardless of the master's face. .

"Hand over your life here, Murasaki!" Murasaki was chased by Takahashi whose head had two horns.

Everyone showed happy expressions that they would no longer have to take into account the face of the two directors who had a very bad relationship, and they were happy to communicate with each other, which made Takahashi feel a little bit disappointed.

Perhaps because of Ito's presence, Takahashi didn't even have any scruples about drinking, and took a breath in one breath, which aroused the applause of a group of people.

In the end, most of the people lay down on the tatami mats, and Kurokawa said dissatisfiedly, "Is this not enough?"

Fujiki was still struggling on the boundary line of not falling, he looked in the direction of Kurokawa with blurred focus and said, "I can still drink."

At the end of the checkout, everyone looked like wounded soldiers lifted off from the battlefield, supporting each other and walking towards the station.

Miyamoto ended up hanging on Takahashi.

Yito drank less and still retained his sense of self. The car he arrived at was out of service, so he could only hail a taxi.

Takahashi patted Miyamoto's face trying to wake him up: "Miyamoto, get up and tell me the address."

"Hmm...the address..." Miyamoto tried hard to recall, and finally grinned: "I forgot."

"What is this guy doing..." Takahashi looked at Miyamoto who had fallen asleep again with a headache, and he didn't have the extra energy to recall Miyamoto's address.

"Get in the car first."

After stuffing Miyamoto in, Takahashi and Ito stuffed themselves into the car.

"Ah... I'm exhausted." Takahashi was paralyzed in the car like mud, looking no different from Miyamoto.

Miyamoto slept soundly along the way, and Takahashi was still thinking hard about the address of his home, but apart from Shin-Ni-machi, he couldn't think of it anyway.

"No, it will be troublesome if you take it home."

Takahashi tried his best to wake Miyamoto up again: "Miyamoto, hand over your phone."

Miyamoto obediently took out the phone on his body, and after asking him to unlock it, Takahashi checked his home number in his phone.

Called on the phone, rang for a long time, but no one answered.

"What's the situation..." I insisted on calling two or three times, but still no one answered.

"Can I just take it back?"

"I do not want it."

Takahashi flicked through the phone in the address book and stopped suddenly, then selected the number in it and dialed it.

The phone rang less than two times before being picked up, but what followed was a less polite answer from the other party.

After hanging up the phone, Takahashi reported the address, and collapsed back with peace of mind.

"Is it really okay... to do such a thing." Ito sighed weakly after listening to the whole process.

Back home, Takahashi was sober instead. Ito was attacked when he took off his shoes, and when Takahashi pushed him up from behind, he almost lost his balance.

"Be careful," he said reproachfully, and steadied himself.

Only Takahashi's laughter answered him.

Obviously drunk to the point of losing self-control, Ito threw him onto the steps of the entrance and said, "Remember to take off your shoes."

"Don't leave me behind, Xiaoqiao..." Takahashi grabbed Ito's stepping foot, showing his drunkenness.

Yi Dong bent down and picked him up: "That's why I hate you when you're drunk. Can you be forgiven for acting like a baby at such an age?"

Hearing his words, Takahashi squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then gave Ito a light kiss without hesitation.

"I lost to you."

Ito's frustrated sigh disappeared between those tightly touching lips.

The lessons learned from gatherings on weekdays were far from enough to make this group of people stop this behavior. The next day, Takahashi received almost everyone's leave call. Of course, it was not so easy for him to pass.

Except for Miyamoto who was granted leave by him, everyone else came to work with very gloomy expressions.

"Why didn't Miyamoto come..." Ono asked when he looked left and right during the morning meeting.

"He's not feeling well."

"Hey, that's too much."

"We're not feeling well either."

Facing the protests from everyone, the old god Takahashi replied plainly: "It's not the first time you have been hungover. Alright, let's start today's morning meeting."

"Yes..." Everyone's voices responded weakly.

After getting drunk last night, Takahashi kept hearing in today's office: "I went to the group." This kind of report seemed to be finally liberated.Being mentioned by them "a group" and "a group" always reminded him of the director of a group, and if he insisted on stopping them from saying that, he would be dismissed because of insufficient reasons.

Takahashi stood up distractedly, and the intercom phone rang quite timely.

He just wanted to leave when the call came from the proofreading department, so he agreed and went to get the manuscript.

"Director Takahashi, I heard that your relationship with Director Ito has been exposed. Congratulations."

"What's been exposed..." Facing the remarks of the proofreading staff, Takahashi couldn't answer a single sentence, but it wasn't completely exposed.

"Isn't it good? It's not a good thing to keep hiding it."

In Takahashi's ears, this sentence seems to have other more profound meanings.

"Okay, give me the manuscript quickly."

"Are you shy?" Takahashi turned and left regardless of the other party's smiling reply.

What's going on with this intelligence network... Takahashi thought to himself.Next, the manuscript was going to be sent to Yongnan Shifei, so he went straight out of the company and went to the subway station.

It was Kyoko Yoshimura who came to open the door.

She simply responded to Takahashi's polite greetings and let him enter the house.

Yongnan was writing a manuscript, and there were many discarded paper balls scattered on the ground. Hearing the sound of someone visiting, he raised his head from the workbench: "Is it Mr. Miyamoto?"

"Sorry, I took the liberty to visit." Takahashi came in and met him face to face.

"Ah, Mr. Takahashi—" Seeing Takahashi, Yong Nan showed a surprised expression on his face.He hurriedly stood up and said to Yoshimura, "Xiangzi, tea, tea!"

"It's soaking." Yoshimura responded in the kitchen.

"Don't bother, I'm here to deliver a proofreading manuscript. I hope the teacher can revise it as soon as possible, so that it can catch up with the release date on September [-]."

"Don't be too polite, just sit down."

Yong Nan took the manuscript and put it aside, it seemed that Takahashi's arrival made him more happy than the proofread manuscript.

"I'm sorry." Takahashi whispered, sitting on the cushion in front of the table.

Yoshimura brought tea and placed a plate of wagashi in front of Takahashi.

"It's an apology for an offense," she said.

Takahashi was a little surprised, he shook his head: "Where, I'm glad that Teacher Yongnan has a woman like you by his side."

"It's all because I didn't pay attention to rest, and Xiangzi lost her composure. I'm really sorry." Yongnan also showed a look of embarrassment.

"Isn't this just proof that Ms. Yoshimura loves you very much? This kind of feeling is very enviable."

After hearing such blunt words, Yoshimura coughed lightly: "I have to go shopping, excuse me."

Takahashi and Yongnan looked at each other and smiled.

Afternoon is a regular meeting.

Unlike usual, the people who came to the meeting were more or less thinking that they might be able to see a good show today, and most of the people had already arrived 10 minutes before the meeting time.

The result disappointed them greatly.

On the issue of planning, the two had no intention of making concessions to each other because of their good relationship. As usual, they confronted each other and made the atmosphere of the scene tense.

"So - how do you know if you don't try this kind of thing? I don't remember you having such a conservative idea!"

"This is not conservative, but your thinking is too idealistic!"

In the end, they were no longer expressing their thoughts on work. In order to prevent the two from continuing to quarrel with elementary school students, Minister Kamiya called off the meeting. "Okay, then, according to this meeting, Takahashi's proposal is still adopted, and an interview with readers is added at the end, so I collect questions from everyone through the Internet. In short, I will try the first round. The writer decided to be Mr. Osuka Alright, Ito will arrange it."

"Good minister." Compared with the emotionally opposed appearance just now, Ito who simply accepted the work was confusing.

Kurokawa, who came back from the meeting, slumped on the chair tiredly, complaining: "It can't be done, the hangover feels worse."

"It's really hard work." Mizuide handed over the coffee.

"But I'm more used to it. It would be weird if I didn't quarrel." Kurokawa grabbed the cigarette case from the drawer and put it in the pocket of his coat.

"Are you going to the smoking room?" Murasaki leaned over.

"go?"

"Walk."

"Hey Murasaki, is your report finished?" Murasaki, who was about to have a pleasant rest, was locked in his footsteps by a deep voice from behind.

"Excuse me, Director—" Murasaki wailed and stayed.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous." Kurokawa turned and left, ignoring Murasaki's eyes asking for help.

"Director~ The director next door is looking for you~" Mizuru's deliberately emphasized voice was very eye-catching in the office after get off work.

Takahashi felt his scalp go numb, and looked up to see that Ito had already walked in from the door.

"You actually walk together after get off work, the relationship between you and the director is actually super good." Fujiki let out a malicious laugh.

Takahashi glanced over, Fujiki turned around and warmly invited Mizude: "Xiao Lixiang, come with me!"

"Unfortunately, Mr. Fujiki, I have an appointment today." Mizuide responded word by word in a rather sweet tone.

"That Xinghui..." He looked at Ono pitifully.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Fujiki, I have to work overtime today." Ono didn't even look at him.

Takahashi packed up his things, and he didn't even bother to watch the show where Fujiki actively said that I was waiting for you to get off work, so he went straight to Ito.

Watched by Ito's unfocused eyes, Takahashi couldn't help but smile.

"Did something good happen?" Ito asked with a smile in response.

"Hmm..." Takahashi seemed to be thinking, "I always think it's great to meet you."

"I feel the same way."

"What is this kind of deja vu dialogue."

"Let's go."

So after a long absence, they walked side by side in the company during the day.

END