At 8:50 p.m., Okubo Bungoro walked out of the back door of the "Koshikasa Co., Ltd." building as usual, went to the company's open-air parking lot, picked up his car and went home. The normal off-duty time was two hours ago. At this moment, the main entrance of the building was closed, and Okubo was the last person to leave.
The company has a very good reputation throughout Fukui Prefecture and is the local leading and star enterprise. Its main business projects are agricultural planting, coastal and offshore fishing, and agricultural and sideline product transportation. Although the business line is simple, it can be considered as adapting to local conditions and deeply cultivating the primary industry.
Externally, the annual financial reports of Zhuoli Company can be classified as relatively eye-catching; internally, the salaries and benefits of its employees can also be said to be quite generous. Overall, there is nothing major wrong with this company in all aspects. The only point worthy of criticism is - why did the founder set up the company's headquarters in Obama City?
The geographical shape of Fukui Prefecture is a bit like a hammer. It is bounded by Tsuruga City in the central part. To the north it is called Reihoku (Echizen), and to the south it is called Reinnan (Wakasa). They happen to be the two parts that make up a hammer-the hammer head and the Hammer handle. And Obama City is located just at the end of the hammer handle, in the south of Fukui Prefecture. From an economic point of view, locating the company's headquarters in a city so far away from the regional center has great disadvantages in terms of the scope of its business radiation.
In addition, Obama City does not have the advantage of local trade: the Fukui Plain in the north of the mountain is the main agricultural area of Fukui Prefecture; the Wakasa Bay in the south of the mountain concentrates the fishery industry of Fukui Prefecture. Obama City is not involved in any of the two pillar businesses of the Soli Company.
The founder of Zhuoli Company chose the location of the headquarters at the expense of the near and far away, which has always been a strange thing that puzzled the local people. As the vice president of Sougasa Co., Ltd., Okubo Bungoro naturally knows the reason.
Okubo's superior and protector is none other than the notorious "messenger" Ogiwara Souzo. The latter was over eighty years old and saw that he had only a few years left to live, so he thought about returning to his roots and spending the last part of his life in his hometown of Echizen City.
This request does not sound complicated, but it is full of difficulties in the implementation stage. The biggest problem is that Ogiwara Souzo cannot stay in Echizen City at all.
As the most famous traitor in the world, the origin and origin of Ogiwara Souzo were investigated as early as the War of Fire. It can be said that Ogihara single-handedly made Echizen City "famous" to the world. Although the extraterrestrial war has ended nearly thirty years ago, Ogiwara's notoriety is still spread in the Lingbei area, and there are even more ordinary citizens who know his appearance. Although thirty years have passed since the war and Ogihara's appearance has changed greatly, there is still no guarantee that he will not be recognized. There is no way, this is the destructive power of Fukui Prefecture's "top stream".
At the same time, the revival organization was unable to persuade Ogihara to move elsewhere for his retirement, and he himself refused to accept any form of transformation, such as plastic surgery or a semi-implanted fiber mask. The organization had no choice but to set the headquarters of Sougasa Co., Ltd. in Obama City, the southernmost part of Fukui Prefecture, which was a compromise.
Those who dislike Ogiwara Souzo are not only "outsiders" from the federation to the common people; even within the revival organization, everyone who knows the true identity of "Boccaccio" is shunned. At the beginning, the three heroes of the revival sifted through the organization's personnel list, but they couldn't find four ghost-level ability users who were willing to follow Ogiwara Souzo to carry out long-term protection missions in Obama City.
In the end, because he couldn't find a suitable candidate, Okubo Bungoro, who had been operating in Maple Leaf County, was forced to do this by his superiors. He has no compatriots with Ogihara Souzo, because Okubo is a descendant of Japanese descent in the United States. Although he speaks Japanese without an accent, he has never set foot in Sakura County before.
The other three members of the escort team are all from Northern Europe. This is because Europe was the continent that suffered the smallest scale and intensity of attacks from alien invaders during the War of Fire, and the blood sea of aliens was deep.
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Qiu is a little bit indifferent, even Ogiwara Souzo can tolerate him in his eyes. I have to admit that the Renaissance Organization has devoted all its efforts and benevolence to the issue of Ogihara Souzo's elderly care.
But Sougasa Co., Ltd. is not a multinational group. It is too abnormal for a European to hold an important position in the headquarters. Therefore, Okubo Bungoro is the only one who can show his face in the company. Nominally, Kasugasa's mysterious and invisible CEO is Ogihara Souzo under the pseudonym of someone else; but the reality is that Okubo is the actual controller of the company.
Of course, Okubo Fumigoro would not overstep his responsibilities. Even though he was indeed unhappy, he would still compile a report of the day's affairs of the Sougasa Company after "getting off work" and bring it back to Ogiwara Souzo for review.
Objectively speaking, being a bodyguard for Ogiwara Souzo is definitely not a chore. Okubo even became the second-in-command of a large company because of this, making him a completely wealthy man. But despite this, his dislike for Ogiwara has not diminished by half, as evidenced by the fact that he doesn't leave until this point in the office every night.
As a bodyguard, Okubo can move around freely; but since the image of the three colleagues from Europe is too conspicuous, they can only live in seclusion together with Ogiwara Souzo. Out of guilt for the robes, Okubo would use his own money to bring back a late-night snack for everyone when he returned to his base at night, and tonight was no exception.
"Yesterday it was soba noodles, and the day before yesterday it was tempura... Do you want to change the taste today?"
Okubo Bungoro's car was a silver-gray Chevrolet sedan, which was speeding on the beltway in Obama City. He was thinking about whether he should take the next exit off the highway, take a long detour to a famous Western restaurant, and order a few set meals to take care of the Western tastes of his colleagues. He has heard three people complain more than once that the eating habits of the people in Ying County are too light, and they have long missed meat that is heavy in oil and salt.
After glancing at the car clock, Okubo gave up the idea: "No, let's wait for another day. I made a temporary decision today. I'm afraid the restaurant will be closed by now."
The silver-gray car did not change its route, and Okubo Bungoro continued to drive along the road he was familiar with. This road leads to the Bay Area. There are few vehicles along the way. The Chevrolet drives forward at a fast speed.
"What are those colorful things in front of you? Are there a group of bosozokus racing cars?"
Okubo frowned. About two hundred meters in front of him, there was a blurry band of light mixed with light points of various colors that was flashing regularly. Based on the fancy light colors, Okubo guessed that there should be several speeding motorcycles in front of them, and they were probably all driven by young people in their teens or twenties with the same fancy hair color.
If there were really a group of energetic gangsters in front of him, Okubo would have to slow down: his Chevrolet is a classic sports car and is worth a lot of money. It is hard to say whether it will become the target of the bosozokus. Of course, as a ghost-level ability user, Okubo is not so weak that he can't even save his own car, but he must try his best to avoid extraneous conflicts.
But soon, when Okubo's car got closer, he realized that his previous worries were unnecessary. That colorful ball of light turned out to belong to a fast food truck with a very trendy paint job. Hot dogs and ice cream were displayed in cartoon images on the truck, and outline lights in red, yellow, green and blue were flashing on one side. On the other hand, he grinned innocently at Okubo, who was coming from behind on the right.
"Such a truck is really rare in Sakura County." Okubo marveled. As a Bald Eagle County native who works overseas, he has a deep affection for this type of food truck. "Huh? Looking at the direction it's traveling in, is it also Xiaobinwan?"
Okubo followed him in his Chevrolet for a while and found that the two were indeed on the same road. A few minutes later, they drove out of the beltway one after another. After the food truck left the exit, it went straight for a while.
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away, and then slowly stopped near the roadside. Okubo, who was falling far behind, saw a tall, fat man, got out of the car and waved to him.
After hesitating in his mind for two seconds, Okubo decided to stop the car and lowered the window: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"I'm so sorry." The fat man blocking the road had a friendly face and polite words. He didn't sound like a vicious person. "We seem to be lost."
"You guys?" Okubo looked forward, and happened to meet the eyes of a girl who poked her head out from the carriage. "Um……"
"Don't get me wrong, I don't have that kind of relationship with that girl." The fat man waved his hands to show that he had not purchased some dirty service: "There is also a young man in charge of driving in the car, who is my cousin, and she is My cousin’s friend. The three of us are going to Little Marina Beach to sell food.”
"Going to the beach? And at this time?"
The fat man pursed his lips at the girl: "Yes, she said that there will be a grand bonfire party on the beach of Xiaobin Bay tonight that many young people will participate in. My stupid brother who has no good intentions, was She was so fascinated that she immediately agreed to go without even thinking about it. As the eldest brother, I couldn't say anything more and could only follow them. Making money was the second priority, and bringing them back safely. Everything will be fine at home."
Okubo Bungoro once again cast his eyes on the food truck. Just as he was talking, the girl had already jumped out of the car and started moving her hands and feet. Against the backdrop of the moonlight, her impeccable hot girl makeup and outfit made the fat man's words particularly convincing.
"We're going to the beach. You should go this way..."
"thanks, thanks!"
The fat man was grateful to Okubo for his kind guidance. He even begged the latter to wait for a while just to prepare a few free hot dogs for Okubo.
"No, no, it's easy, you don't have to..."
Just when Okubo was about to refuse the fat man's kindness, he saw the girl get into the car and start making work immediately after receiving the instruction. Seeing that the deal was done, it would be too rude to sit in the car any longer, so he had to get out of the car and walk to the food truck to wait for his meal.
Okubo's determination couldn't be just to show politeness. First, he wanted to observe the girl's food preparation process up close and see if there were any flaws in it. Second, he wanted to verify whether the fat man's words were true. As a result, there was indeed a young man in the driver's seat, who took the initiative and smiled shyly at Okubo.
At the same time, the girl's movements were unexpectedly swift, and Okubo could tell that she was definitely not a novice in the kitchen. The girl's hands were seen flying up and down everywhere in the oven, sink, cutting board, freezer, and sauce table. Not long after, four hot dog sets were freshly baked. In addition to the same staple food of hot dog and drink Coke, each set meal also comes with a snack as an accompaniment, including fried shrimp, meatballs, French fries and smoked chicken nuggets.
"It's done, ketchup, salad dressing, mustard sauce, sweet and spicy sauce." The girl counted one by one and handed the four paper bags into Okubo Bungoro's hands: "This is the first order tonight, please use it slowly."
"Really? Then I can't let the three of you lose four very good-looking set meals just after opening." Okubo said and took out his wallet.
After some back-and-forth, Okubo Bungoro paid as he wished, and the food truck trio reciprocated by adding four cans of beer to the late-night snack they gave him.
"See you later, you three." Sitting back in the Chevrolet, Okubo deliberately lowered the window again and waved goodbye to the young and friendly two men and one woman: "I wish your business will be prosperous."
"We will definitely meet again, enthusiastic sir." The fat cousin also had a smile on his face and nodded frequently:
"Wish you a pleasant meal."
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