"Speaking of which, Birds of Paradise," Russell said with a smile, "it's almost noon. Did you have lunch before coming here?"
"Ah, not yet."
The paradise bird showed a pitiful expression: "I'm really a little hungry now..."
The little pigeon's ruby-like eyes looked at Russell and blinked lightly.
"Then let me invite you out for a meal?"
Russell said casually, turning to look at Wu Ming: "Speaking of which, when did you have breakfast?"
"I'll say half past ten... I don't know, Wuming, maybe seven?"
Although he was not asked, the horn raised his head enthusiastically, and his tail behind him began to wag happily: "What are you going to eat? How about we eat barbecue? Although I'm not hungry, if it's barbecue,
I think I can eat some more..."
"No need, we're not hungry."
Wu Ming squinted his eyes and interrupted in a gentle voice: "You go and eat, we will go back to the dormitory first. We will come back after the specific transfer order arrives in the afternoon."
"Eh"
The horn sounded a long note, with an unhappy look on his face.
"Ah, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. We will all be colleagues from now on, so you two can just stay here and rest. The security of the Special Enforcement Department is very high, and no one will come in suddenly... In those two refrigerators
It’s all filled with drinks and cold drinks, so everyone can drink whatever they want.”
Russell walked around from behind the table and patted the narrow shoulder of Paradise Bird: "Let's go, little pigeon. What do you want to eat?"
"I can do it!"
Paradise Bird stood up from the sofa in a flash, followed Russell and answered briskly.
Russell said with a smile: "I prefer to eat meat... How about going to eat barbecue? I know there is a delicious restaurant."
He was talking about the restaurant where Delphinium took Russell to eat before.
When Russell just went to Huachu's place, he took a look and saw that the limited menu items at noon today were pretty good.
"I can do it!"
The Paradise Bird nodded somewhat cautiously and replied, "I can eat anything."
Hearing this, Russell raised his eyebrows slightly.
She was willing to talk in a public place like a barbecue restaurant, which meant that what she wanted to say to Russell would not be too secretive. The level of protection was not that high, but she just didn't want the two angels to hear it.
Fortunately, Wu Ming's emotional intelligence is high enough to understand their subtext, and allows Paradise Bird and Russell to have some little secrets of their own... Otherwise, it would be troublesome for the stupid dog from Bugle to catch up with them.
If you lock them in the executive office, they won't be able to leave even if they want to.
This also prevents being tracked.
Although it may be a little overly cautious, it is for the safety of the birds in the park after all. This is not an exaggeration.
...But, suddenly there are three more colleagues.
He was even seconded from the church.
Russell felt a little uncomfortable for a while.
In front of the angel, he was too embarrassed to even touch fish... Oh, no.
The bad guy has left, and there are no fish left for him to touch.
That's okay.
I hope the angels can help Russell share some of the work...
But two capable thugs were brought in without any warning, without even reporting to Delphinium... This seemed a bit rushed.
Russell knew very well that the thugs brought in by the company were actually the two angels.
The Bird of Paradise is only a "supervisor" in name only, because the church is unwilling to let angels out of its sight. Although she also wants to join the special execution department, it is obvious that such a born saint cannot be easily dispatched.
Has the company realized that they may be short of people next?
In other words, the company has realized that there will be a large-scale "wave of uncensored people"...
"By the way, I know how to drive," Horn said a little unwillingly, "How about I drive you there?
"I want to eat barbecue too, Ultramarine!"
"Okay, okay... Bishop, she hasn't met Ultramarine for a long time. It's a rare meeting, so give them some private space."
Wu Ming closed his eyes, slowly folded his arms and said warmly: "Be quiet, horn. I want to take a nap."
"oh……"
The horn is not happy.
Watching Russell and the Paradise Bird leave, he couldn't help but ask: "What will they talk about when they get together? Are they familiar... Wu Ming?"
Wuming has been coiled under the air conditioner, quietly and silently.
Although he knew that Wu Ming was probably not asleep yet and just didn't want to care about himself, the bugle still didn't disturb Wu Ming's nap.
He became a little anxious and started running around the office.
Soon, he dug out two bottles of Coke and a cup of ice cream from the refrigerator.
"Do you want to drink it, Wuming?"
The horn said cheerfully: "Ultramarine told us we can drink whatever we want."
Wu Ming still closed his eyes without saying a word.
Horn first took a swig of his own, then he held a Coke and slowly started wandering around the office with his tail wagging. It was as if he was patrolling his territory.
"Speaking of which, I heard that our minister is also a spiritual relative of the canine family, right?"
The horn said to himself: "But why don't I smell her much?
"Aren't today's canine souls keen on leaving behind scent? Hmm... It doesn't seem right. Ultramarine has the scent of a young woman. Could that be the minister?
"Wow, she doesn't know how to hide the ultramarine, does she?"
He muttered to himself, carefully looking at everything in the room without opening the drawer.
But Wuming closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, quietly without saying a word.
At this moment, Horn wandered over to the desk.
"Hey, what is this? Suspected demon report...Is this what we are going to do in the future?"
"Don't look at that."
Suddenly, Wuming closed his eyes and said, "That confidentiality level is very high. It would be impolite to see that without permission."
"You really didn't sleep"
With a loud blast, he jumped from the desk to Wu Ming.
After he squatted down, he handed the half-drunk Coke to Wu Ming's mouth: "Do you want to drink it? Do you want to drink it? Although the brand has changed, it tastes almost the same as a hundred years ago. It's still very cold...or so you want
Drink something unopened?”
Wu Ming remained silent again, as if he was asleep.
"Tsk."
Horn, who couldn't get a response from his companion, bared his teeth in displeasure and began to walk around sniffling: "With Ultramarine's character, there should be snacks in the office..."
After being warned by ignorance, he indeed stopped looking at the documents on the table.
No matter how restless his character, his moral standards are indeed angelic.
On the other side, Russell took Paradise Bird back to the barbecue restaurant.
"Hey, the boss came to the front desk in person today?"
Russell greeted the strong middle-aged man with a pair of horns warmly.
Due to Ultramarine's popularity, although he has only been here a few times, the boss has known him for a long time.
The generous boss even dared to joke with Russell: "Hey, Ultramarine has a new girlfriend today?"
"Don't talk nonsense, this is my sister."
Russell said with a smile and patted Paradise Bird on the shoulder: "This is a hard-luck child. I'll give you a discount next time you see me, right?"
"Not next time, let's do it this time."
The boss with horns replied cheerfully: "I'll give you a plate of snowflake beef, and I'll give you a plate of beef tongue... I remember you like to eat this? Do you want a drink, little girl?"
Although he is a close relative of the bovine family, the boss is not shy when selling beef.
The boss's classic saying is, "Barbecue cannot be made with any other meat, it must be beef."
"Yes, is there watermelon juice..."
The Paradise Bird said a little embarrassedly: "Maybe pumpkin juice will do."
"That's a lot of difference. Let's all have a drink."
The boss laughed loudly: "Can I treat you two to a drink today?"
"No."
"Speaking of which," the boss winked at Ultramarine, "I just didn't deny that the little white dog is your girlfriend."
Delphinium used to come here to eat by herself occasionally.
Although I don’t know the name of Delphinium, it’s easy to remember it based on its appearance.
Russell was noncommittal: "One more lamb chop and one cheese sizzling chicken. If it's not enough, please order more."
"Well, the barbecue still tastes better than beef."
"Enough beef already."
Russell smiled: "Are there any private rooms? If possible, open a private room for us."
"Go straight to the third one. I'll open the KTV for you too."
The boss easily guessed that Ultramarine suddenly brought a young girl to his place and opened a private room. It was probably related to official business.
Maybe we want to talk about something secret.
He didn't want to overhear that kind of secret...secrets would shorten one's life.
There is music in the private room, which makes eavesdropping very difficult. It is also not easy to suddenly hear something you shouldn't hear when the food is being served.
This is not the first time the boss has dealt with this kind of thing these days. It will still be difficult to get along if you don't pay attention when opening a store.
