Conan: I'm Not a Model Worker in the Winery

Chapter 445: A Pen Causes a Small Problem

"...I said, the boss is still waiting for our results."

Gin rubbed his sore temples.

He actually wanted to let the unscrupulous boss see how his capable subordinates usually fight with each other, but...

After all, he had participated in several such meetings. If he still couldn't pull back the process, the unscrupulous boss would probably really throw all the power in his hands to Angostura...

——Gin wants to be demoted, but he doesn’t want to lose his power…

At least don't completely confuse his eyes and ears.

The situation is good now. The unscrupulous boss dared to take the initiative to pull him into a meeting and even gave him the "final task". This shows that his worst guess has not come true. It is estimated that the unscrupulous boss has thrown him aside because of some strange idea.

——In an organization, position and status are not completely linked.

Take Vermouth for example. Although she has no position and no special subordinates, she is the one that almost everyone in the organization wants to curry favor with - because she is the boss's direct subordinate and has no position, which means she is a free person. For other members, if Vermouth shows a little favor, then she might be able to get the attention of the unscrupulous boss.

Gin is a little different.

Although he is a direct subordinate, he is already the general manager of Japan, and they are competitors at the same level... Even if they can get along peacefully, no one will come to curry favor with him.

"What's the result?"

Angostura was cursing his teammates. When he heard Gin's words, he suddenly leaned over and said, "Hey, have you ever participated in a meeting like this?"

"Is it not possible?" Gin rolled his eyes out of respect, "The boss just told us to discuss the allocation of personnel and other matters."

Angostura was not stupid, and he understood immediately: "Oh, so, we are discussing it here now? Come to a conclusion now?"

Gin nodded, expressionless and weak, "That's right... the boss is waiting, don't dawdle."

Angostura: "..."

So, the boss is still listening to their conversation?

It's over. This is so embarrassing.

But it seems that the more embarrassing thing is yet to come, because -

"Hmm... let me think about it." Angostura looked at the white paper on the table, frowning, and leaned over to his teammate and whispered, "Ambu, how do we do this?"

Anderburg glanced at him calmly, turned around and poked Gin, "Gin, Stella doesn't know the process, so she asked you how to do it."

Angostura: "..."

I asked you, did I ask you to ask Gin?
Could his teammates have some insight?

The murderous expression on his face was completely ignored by Gin and Anderburg.

Gin curled his lips, took out the pen he brought with him and started writing on the prepared paper. He also took the time to ask Anderburg:

"Didn't you learn about the situation in Japan before you came here?"

"I understand, but I can't say I understand completely." Anderburg lowered his eyes and said a bunch of nonsense, "It can be said that I don't understand it at all."

Gin:......

He gave full marks for his ability to talk nonsense... So what on earth did these two come to Japan for? Tourism?
If he were asked to rate the business capabilities of Chablis and Angostura, he would give Chablis 200 out of 100, of which 100 was for the burden-reduction and thank-you gift; as for the latter, he would like to give it minus 100.

——You come here to take over the affairs of the organization without knowing anything. This is just a burden to him.

"Okay, this is the current mission block. Between me and the people from Chablis..."

Gin threw them two pieces of white paper that looked like graffiti, "The one below is the current members of both sides. I only wrote the core members, and you can see the others through the system later."

He wrote a general description of affairs, such as the scope and location of strongholds and arsenals, as well as the reserve volume. The others were mission areas, and some high-risk areas where the FBI was active.

Their so-called Japanese affairs basically only cover Tokyo. Other places can only be regarded as radiation areas and are not important.

Anderburg silently took the paper and took a look at it, not understanding it, and then passed it to his teammate.

Angostura picked up the paper where Gin had written and drew, and began to look through it attentively.

Gin turned the pen in his hand and looked at Angostura from the corner of his eye. He estimated that this guy was also a member with relatively high comprehensive quality under the boss in Europe before, but he probably had not handled any affairs, and should be similar to before he was transferred to the general manager.

'Go back and see if you can find his information.'
Gin thought secretly in his heart.

Judging from their status, there shouldn't be any changes, and the authority of the organizational system shouldn't change significantly either. He should still be able to find the specific information.

But unlike the 'crazy wine' Chablis, Angostura and Anderburgh do not seem to be very famous in Europe.

And in terms of appearance, neither of these two people looks as mature as Chablis.

Thinking of this, a hint of thought flashed across Gin's eyes.

He was not familiar with Angostura, but he had been a partner with Anderburger before. The age difference between them was less than five years, or even less... However, the other party's current age did not seem much different from his appearance.

'Will it be [a sample]?'
After looking at Anderburg, Gin lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Anderburg lay on the table and watched his teammates biting their nails at these contents that seemed simple but somewhat incomprehensible.

Time passed by minute by minute as the three of them took action.

Finally, Angostura read through the two brief "Organization Affairs Reports" and slapped his hand on the table: "Great! Gin, let's do it!"

Gin, who was meditating, raised his head and rolled his eyes: "...Huh?"

Why do that?
"Let me think... Hey! Give me a pen." Angostura seemed to have an idea and wanted to take out a pen from his pocket, but he had nothing.

Gin was not impressed by this self-righteous attitude. He sneered and said ruthlessly, "Go get it yourself. It must be in the drawer of the cabinet next to it." He didn't care about losing image points in front of the boss who might peek at the screen.

"Don't you have one on your hand?"

Angostura pointed at the pen in Gin's hand.

Gin glanced at his pen, mourned in his heart for a second, then took out a knife and cut the pen in half vertically:

"Gone."

Want to borrow his pen?

Dream on!
He doesn't mind superficial friends like Chablis who are superficially friendly with him and call him friends...

Angostura didn't bother to save face at all, so that saved him the trouble.

Well, generally speaking, Angostra would give him less to worry about.

Gin's action left Angostura stunned.

Then, the latter snorted coldly: "Tsk! Stingy."

Then, this guy, who was still a little wet, obediently went to rummage through the drawers to find a pen.

However, when he got it back, he saw his teammates waving red, black and blue pens at him.

"...Ambu, where did you get the pen?" Angostura's eyes twitched.

"I borrowed it from Gin." Anderburg squinted his eyes, biting a lollipop in his mouth, and there was a rare expression of enjoyment on his paralyzed face.

but……

Angostura was about to get mad: "Amb!!"

Why do my teammates always point their elbows outwards?
If this continues, all his teammates will be kidnapped by Gin with lollipops!
(End of this chapter)