Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Fang Lang took Heiya back to the villa. Not long after, Kalifa returned from shopping. She was holding a thick stack of paper, high enough to cover her face.

"Go and help." Fang Lang raised his chin and said to Heiya who was sitting casually on the sofa.

"Is it her?" Heiya blinked, then walked quickly, but she was petite and could only help.

Fang Lang nodded silently, and then said loudly: "Kalifa, move things to the study." As he said, he took the first step up the stairs.

"Thank you." Seeing this petite girl helping to carry the paper, a trace of gratitude flashed in Kalifa's eyes. Hearing Fang Lang's voice, he followed upstairs.

"I have seen you, you are those people who were on Judicial Island before." Heiya said with a smile.

"At that time... I'm really sorry." Kalifa just wanted to bow and apologize, but the paper she was holding in front of her chest made her helpless, and she couldn't say that she gave the other party an apologetic look.

"It's okay, you couldn't do much anyway." Heiya was still smiling, but for some reason, Kalifa seemed to see a little demon.

Shaking his head to get rid of this ridiculous thought, the news of the person next to him had already been collected. While hesitating, Kalifa decided to say something to gain the trust of these people. Only in this way could he conduct spying activities better.

"Hurry up." Fang Lang pushed open the study door and saw the two people behind him still walking slowly, so he shouted hurriedly: "You're done moving, you go cook."

"Yes, boss." Kalifa's inner dissatisfaction is accumulating, but under the eaves, people have to bow their heads and endure!

The two women moved 100,000 sheets of white paper into the study three times, while Fang Lang sat carelessly behind the desk, glanced at the empty trash can, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Yes, good work ability."

"Xie Boss praises." Kalifa pushed his glasses, leaning slightly.

Fang Lang showed a hint of playfulness. I'm afraid she still doesn't know where she is praised, right? He shook his head and said seriously: "A successful secretary must have basic professional qualities. If you can go to the hall, you can go to the kitchen, if you have nothing to do, you can go to..."

Having said that, Fang Lang abruptly swallowed the word "bed" at the back.

"Huh?" Kalifa showed a trace of doubt.

"Cough, just go cook, go, hurry up." Fang Lang waved his hand and said solemnly.

"Yes!"

As soon as they left, Heiya walked over and asked, "What are you doing with so much white paper?"

"Useful." Fang Lang chuckled lightly, took out the top one, and wrote a line of big characters with his pen.

Do you want my treasure? I can give it all to you if you want, go find it! I put everything you want there!

"What is it?" Heiya frowned and gave Fang Lang a look, and said, "Funny."

"Tsk tusk, don't you know this sentence?" Fang Lang glanced at her in surprise, "Pirate King Gore D Roger's words before his death are super famous."

"I know, what are you going to do?" Hei Ya leaned her head, looked straight into Fang Lang's eyes, and snorted, "You don't seem like a man who can do such boring things."

"Don't say that, I'm actually practicing pen writing." Fang Lang shook his pen, haha ​​smiled.

After speaking, he continued to pick up the second one and wrote a line of big characters again, which was exactly the same as before.

"Neurotic..." Heiya rolled her eyes and said silently.

Half an hour later, Fang Lang's desk was filled with more than one hundred sheets, and every piece of paper contained this sentence.

Before long, Kalifa, who was tired and sweaty, walked in, leaned respectfully and said, "Boss, dinner is ready."

Fang Lang hummed faintly in his nose, then beckoned to her, and said, "See this? Come and write, and finish all the paper. The font should be neat and beautiful, you know?"

"Huh?" Kalifa looked sluggish, she wanted to say that I am a secretary. She gritted her teeth and raised her courage to express her dissatisfaction: "Does this make any sense?"

Fang Lang applauded and said in appreciation: "Okay! Very good! I admire your observation and ideology. This is a very meaningful thing. You may not understand it now. It doesn't matter. Let me write a few, you see. Our effort to say a few words is actually enough for you to write two more!"

This man... really treats me like an idiot! Annoyance appeared in Carlyfa's beautiful eyes, but when she thought of the words of the Warring States Period, she had to press her patience, smiled sweetly at Fang Lang, and said, "Okay, boss."

However, as soon as she sat down, Fang Lang tapped her head and talked about another thing, "Kalyfa, you have one more important thing to do."

"Please, please boss!" Kalifa's body stiffened for an instant, and his fingers tremble slightly. This is the first time he has encountered an undercover spy for so long.

Where Fang Lang cares about what she is thinking, just tell him: "I'm looking for someone to discuss confidential matters with him. This person's name is Bolton, and most people call him Earl. He lives in the Chambord Islands. You can find He, let him come to see me."

Find someone? Carlyfa was slightly surprised. Is it really okay to leave this to her newcomer? Don't you doubt her? Still, this man is an idiot at all!

Thinking about it carefully, the first day she joined, she was told this and that. Although it was tiring and annoying, it revealed a sense of trust.

Thinking of this, Kalifa had a look of joy in her heart, but she nodded fiercely on her face and said, "Okay, boss!"

It's just looking for someone. For Kalifa, it is really easy, at least much easier than carrying 100,000 sheets of white paper.

Fang Lang chuckled, patted his secretary on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Go, remember to let him see me before tomorrow morning. Also, after this is done, I will continue to come back and write. You should exercise, you know? "

"Yes, yes, boss, you are right!" Kalifa was ashamed of her previous joy, and at this time she gritted her teeth and nodded.

"Okay, go go, remember to come back for dinner."

Fang Lang smiled and watched the other person leave. As soon as he left, his face immediately became cold, his eyes looked at the hundreds of pieces of paper he had written, revealing a hint of murder.

"Don't let me down, um, you have to find a way to lure it out. After all, the Tianlong people live in the Holy Land."..

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