Conan’s Toast Does Not Eat Fine Wine

Chapter 590 Julep, Come on and Fly

It is difficult for everyone in the music classroom to reach an agreement on the future "destination" of Miss Rokuha Yamada.

The main reason is that no one is willing to accept the beautiful, lovely and kind-hearted Miss Rokuha Yamada.

This makes the soft-hearted boss very distressed.

So he cast his expectant eyes on his little boy, Mr. Toru Amuro, who also won the best employee in the music classroom every month.

Seeing Asano Nobushige looking towards him, Toru Amuro immediately shook his head like a rattle in panic.

"Mr. Asano, you don't know. In addition to my job in the music classroom, I also work part-time as a takeout delivery person and a convenience store clerk. I really don't have time to give Miss Rikuye a music appreciation class."

Although his words were watery, they were still sincere. After all, he is indeed a poor social creature who wears many hats.

From the perspective of Yamada Rokuha and her mother, they definitely hope that Amuro Toru can take the appreciation class, but they are not unreasonable people, so they can only show regret when they see this.

Amuro Toru secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

So Nobushige turned his attention to Okiya Subaru again.

Okiya Subaru said quickly: "I just recently applied to study at East University as a part-time graduate student, and I have to attend classes on weekends and some evenings during the week. And I heard that Miss Matsumoto has returned to China, and they are all girls. I think she is more suitable."

Nobushige nodded in agreement: "Then Miss Rokuye's appreciation class will be left to you. Mr. Okiya, you have to work hard!"

Okiya Subaru: "..."

No, he just said so much. Did Asano Nobuhige not listen at all?

Double standards! This is a blatant double standard for him and Rei Furitani!

"Excuse me." Yamada Rokuha bowed to Okiya Subaru, and then smiled softly.

This bright and bright smile was like the warm sun in winter, shining deeply into Okiya Subaru's heart, making him feel slightly dizzy.

In a daze, he seemed to see Akemi from five years ago. At that time, Miyano Akemi was just like Yamada Rokuha, gentle and considerate, and her whole body seemed to be shining.

But in the end, it was he who destroyed his own sunshine with his own hands.

Okiya Subaru's eyes darkened, and his face was covered with a haze.

He knew that he was more than half responsible for Miyano Akemi's death. If he hadn't left her behind, Akemi would not have been regarded as a thorn in the side of the organization. However, he still couldn't help but hate the executioner who pulled the trigger.

Mezcal, what kind of person are you?

Asano Nobushige beside him suddenly sneezed.

"Are you feeling well yet?" Toru Amuro asked with concern.

Nobushige shook his head. Before he could say anything, Azusa Enomoto had already started chattering: "Mr. Asano has just been discharged from the hospital, and you can actually watch him sitting on the cold floor for so long in the morning! And you, Okiya. Sir, didn’t that sweater coat look good yesterday? Why did you wear such strange clothes? It looked scary in the dark, what if it scared Mr. Asano?”

"No..." Nobuhiro raised his hand and interrupted weakly, "I'm not that timid."

"I suggest you say less." Azusa Enomoto replied unceremoniously, "You too, as a boss, you must have authority in front of your subordinates, and you can't just take whatever they say! I think you usually It’s just so nice to both of them!”

Toru Amuro + Subaru Okiya: "..."

Azusa Enomoto is not qualified to say that at all, right? If Asano Nobushige really acted like a boss, Azusa Enomoto would be the first to be fired. At least the two of them knew how to show off.

"Hahaha." Yamada Rokuha laughed sincerely, "No wonder everyone is envious of Lu Feng's job in the music classroom. Now I have the urge to resign immediately and change careers."

Then she said to Okiya Subaru, who was looking at her blankly: "Let's agree on a time for class. I may only have time on weekends."

"...Well, okay." Okiya Subaru didn't even know how he agreed to Yamada Rokuha.

Like, it’s really similar.

Before meeting Rokuha Yamada, Akai Shuichi thought he only felt guilty for Miyano Akemi. But after meeting her, Akai Shuichi suddenly realized that the feelings that had been scarred from the beginning were so profound, causing pain in his mind, heart, and even every cell.

Outside the window is the continuous mountain road, and inside the window is the pungent smell of smoke.

Nobuhiro sat back in his seat, bored and dazed.

After Gin finished his endless phone calls, the intelligence of the subordinate on the other side of the phone once again refreshed Gin's knowledge. He put down the phone angrily and was about to curse fiercely when he saw Mescal in a daze. .

Gin raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Nobuhiro closed his eyes and said, "Sleep."

"..."

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became weird. Vodka, who was driving, tried his best to cover up his breath, pretending that it didn't exist at all, for fear of drawing his elder brother's anger to himself.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that he heard Brother Gin say calmly: "Then you can continue to sleep."

Vodka's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

No, isn't it? Is the man behind really his eldest brother? No, you won't be snatched away by some dirty thing, right? ?

Mescal didn't have any psychological burden on this. Gin let him sleep, so he really closed his eyes and rested with peace of mind.

"Something." Gin whispered.

Vodka was stunned: "What?"

Gin didn't say anything. He recalled it for two seconds, then hurriedly held the steering wheel with one hand and took out a stack of documents from the locker in front of the car with the other.

Nobuhiro opened his eyes a little and asked, "What is this?"

"You'll know after you take a look." Gin did not whet his appetite, but directly handed the document to him.

When Xinfan opened it, he saw several English letters on the title bar of the file that were extremely eye-catching:

【JULEP】

He paused for a moment, scanning his memory, and was pretty sure he had never heard of that name.

JULEP seems to be a kind of mint julep, so... is it a new member of the organization?

However, the content behind the document refuted his speculation.

Most of the content in the document was incomprehensible to Nobuhiro, but although he couldn't understand what was specifically said, he could roughly tell that it was related to computers.

"Why are you showing me this?" Nobuhiro asked.

Gin glanced at him casually: "Isn't this something you stole from the organization?"

Xinfan was stunned for a moment.

When did he steal from the organization? Gin, why do you taint someone's innocence? !

However, it only took a moment for Nobumangi to suddenly understand what Ginjiu had not said. JULEP should be something that was once stolen by mezcal, by the previous mezcal.

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