The High-Tech Commander of KanColle

Then it came to me without much effort.

At the door of Richelieu's office, Jean Bart took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then knocked on the door.

With a response of "Come in", Jean Barr entered the office.

At this time, Richelieu was swimming in an endless sea of ​​documents.

He didn't look up and seemed to be very tired.

It's only early in the morning, why are you so tired?

Have you been working overtime during this period?

Let Bal think silently.

She didn't say anything either, but just looked at Richelieu silently.

The absence of any response made Richelieu feel a little confused.

When he looked up and saw that it was Jean Bart, his puzzled expression first turned into surprise, and then into joy.

"Jean Bart, why are you here?"

Jean Bart snorted, "The commander asked me to bring you something."

Richelieu took it, glanced at it and knew it was not an important matter, so he put it aside, walked out of his office area, and pulled Jean Bart to sit on the sofa for guests.

"Are you here to see your sister?"

Richelieu said.

Jean Bart curled his lips and said, "Who said that? You didn't listen to me at all. I'm here to deliver the documents."

Richelieu nodded with a smile: "Yes, yes, I see. You are here to deliver the documents... Long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

Jean Bart said, "It's only been a few days. It feels like we haven't seen each other for a long time? You really are afraid of loneliness."

Richelieu's pretty face turned slightly red. There was nothing she could do. After so many years, she finally caught a living Jean Bart. The feeling of wanting to have a sister burst out all of a sudden.

I couldn't control myself. Even when my colleagues asked me to be a little more reserved, I couldn't do it.

When I saw Jean Bart I forgot everything.

Jean Bart did not let Richelieu be too embarrassed. He glanced at the pile of documents in Richelieu's office and said sarcastically:

"Is this to pay back all the work you did a while ago?"

Richelieu groaned in pain, “No, this is the most recent document… Joan of Arc in front helped me get rid of it.

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"Are these the only people doing the work in the Iris Theocracy? You really have a hard time."

Jean Bart said sarcastically.

It's quite impressive that the Iris Theocracy has been able to pile up a mountain of work for its flagship.

Obviously, Jean Bart was satirizing the Iris Theocracy, but to Richelieu's ears, it was automatically translated as...

How could you let Richelieu do so much work alone? Unlike me, as a younger sister, I only feel sorry for my older sister.

I have to say that Richelieu's filter is a bit too severe.

Richelieu smiled broadly and consoled him:

"It's okay, Jeanbal. Everyone is very busy. I know you are concerned about me, but I can still handle it."

Jean Bart: “……?”

She made a black question mark expression.

No, did you misunderstand something? Don't make things worse for yourself!

Jeanbal took a deep breath and exhaled, trying to lower her blood pressure. She said slowly:

"So, tired?"

After Richelieu's initial excitement about his sister coming to see him wore off, his features relaxed and a look of fatigue appeared on his face.

"Yes, a little bit..."

It is no wonder that these first few ship girls are either lazy or Buddhist ship girls.

Only Bismarck was an alternative king of rolls.

No one can stand doing the same old work for so many years.

Jean Bart asked, "Is there anything in the document that is classified?"

Richelieu didn't react: "Huh?"

Jean Bart emphasized his tone and repeated: "Is there anything confidential? Is there anything I can't read? Do you understand what I mean?"

Richelieu replied hesitantly: "No... they are just some documents on daily matters, quite messy and numerous..."

Jean Bart drew up a chair, placed it beside Richelieu, and said:

"Let me help you with some of it, so you don't look like you're about to die suddenly... If you die here, who will I quarrel with in the future?"

Having said that, he started to work.

Richelieu stood there in a daze for five minutes, and only came back to his senses when Jean Bart's impatient voice sounded again:

"What are you doing standing there? Come here, do you expect me to do all the work for you by myself?"

"If that's the case, you should just retire and let me be the boss of the Iris Theocracy."

Allow Baal to continue to output taunts.

Richelieu also felt suddenly filled with happiness, even though his sister's words were a bit impolite.

But...she scolded me, she cared about me!

If Richelieu had any special effects at this time, it would definitely be a full bloom special effect behind him.

The physical and mental fatigue seemed to be swept away, and Richelieu sat next to Jean Bart and began to work together.

Let Barr taunt while he works.

"What the hell? Why did Vicious use public funds to buy snacks? Are you from the Iris Theocracy so blatantly using public funds for personal purposes? Rejected."

"Oh, this is a bit more normal... Vacation..."

"No, this guy has already used up his vacation time, right? Still wanting to take a vacation? And asking for half a month's vacation when he's so busy? What's the reason?"

"Want to go on a spontaneous trip?"

"No, this guy is not crazy, right? Reject!"

"And this... I hope to hold a banquet for the Iris Theocracy, so I need manpower, venue, and funds..."

"No, the summer event just ended, and you guys are thinking about playing again? Rejected!"

Jean Bal was also amazed by the various strange reasons given by the Iris Theocracy.

The next period of time was for Barr to keep "refusing" and "refusing".

Finally, Jean Bart couldn't hold it in any longer: "Richelieu, your Iris Theocracy is doomed, disband it as soon as possible..."

I was forced to retire and started to let myself go...pill.

Pulling Richelieu was also a little embarrassed: "Isn't this, everyone is too depressed..."

"Anyway, I have rejected it, so don't be impulsive and agree to it," Jean Bart warned.

Richelieu lowered his head and said: "Don't worry, I know."

Smiling secretly in his heart, Richelieu secretly moved his stool towards Jean Bart.

Get closer to your sister.

346. Jean Bart tries to trick Richelieu

"I had a lot of hunches, but I didn't think of this much..."

Jean Bal slumped down in the chair, as if he had lost all his energy.

Richelieu also smiled bitterly and pounded his waist.

Sitting for a long time is really tiring.

Fortunately, the whole day was quite fruitful.

All the documents are completed.

Jean Bart said weakly: "This is such a long job..."

Richelieu said: "This is a week's supply..."

Jean Bart said: "Today is Tuesday... So you have nothing to do in the next few days?"

Richelieu thought for a moment and said, "That should be it."

Jean Bart was just about to invite Richelieu to come to their common room in the port area to exchange some feelings.

The door was pushed open.

Joan of Arc pushed the door open and walked in, still saying:

"Richelieu, I'm here to pick up the work files you finished today...Jean Bart? Why are you here?"

Jeanbal crossed his arms and said, "I just couldn't bear to see this guy looking so pitiful, so I came to help him out of reluctance."

Richelieu also smiled cheerfully and did not refute his sister: "Yes, Jean Bart came to help, but he helped me a lot."

Joan of Arc looked around and was shocked when she saw the documents that had been processed and neatly stacked.

"You two finished a week's worth of work in one day?!"

Richelieu said: "Yes, thanks to Jean Bart."

Joan of Arc's eyes lit up, and then she said, "Well, there's still some work to do..."

As the saying goes, those who are capable should do more work. Joan of Arc wanted Richelieu to take on more responsibilities.

Then Jean Bart saw that the plan to invite Richelieu might fail, so his eyes became sharp.

When he thought about the possibility of failing to complete the mission of conquering Richelieu, he suddenly became anxious.

He simply summoned his main gun and slammed it on the table with such force that the documents on the table were about to fall over.

Richelieu was so frightened that he rushed to help.

"Can you say that again?"

Looking at the thick cannon barrel, Joan of Arc was still scared. She swallowed her saliva and said with an awkward smile:

"Nothing, I didn't say anything... You guys just need to rest..."

After saying this, he quickly put all the files into his own simple storage space and left without stopping.

Jean Bart sneered and retracted his cannon, muttering to himself:

"You little brat, you still want me to work overtime? You're so beautiful."

In a sense, Jean Bart and her sister Richelieu have something in common.

Richelieu also said: "Thanks to you, Jean Bart, otherwise I would have to continue to work hard."

This coaxing tone made Jean Bart a little angry: "I'm not a child, can you not use this tone?"

"What's wrong with that tone?" Richelieu asked, puzzled.

Jean Bart said: "It's very infuriating."

Richelieu assured, "If you had told me earlier... I wouldn't do that next time."

Richelieu was also somewhat distressed.

After all, it was the first time he had a younger sister, and Richelieu had no experience at all on how to get along with her.

As for how the other sister ships of the Iris Theocracy get along with each other...

To be honest, even someone as Buddhist as Richelieu would think it’s better not to learn it.

"I'm done. Do you have any plans for the evening?"

Jean Bart asked.