"I see. So he wants to move the refrigerator in himself."
After listening to Sheffield and the others' explanation, Bismarck couldn't help but look at Yaxu in front of him with his clear blue eyes. His dignified and dignified face suddenly revealed a gentle smile: "It's obvious that you are unwilling. I didn't expect that the commander would also have such troubles."
"Come to think of it, the commander also feels embarrassed every time he asks me and Senior Enterprise to help open sealed cans."
"Haha, maybe this is what they call male trouble."
Holding a glass of iced vodka, after listening to the discussion between Essex and the others, Soviet Rossiya straightened his proud figure wrapped in a snow-white windbreaker, stepped forward and patted Yaxu on the shoulder: "But isn't this a very manly act, Comrade Commander!"
"Although independence is a good thing, it is not shameful to rely on your own ship girl, comrade commander."
After saying that, Belarus, who had lake blue cascading hair, followed and patted Kia Xu's other shoulder affectionately.
So, facing the playful gazes of the older ship girls around her, Yaxu finally couldn't help but feel so-called shame.
"Um, can you guys go to the conference room and wait for me?"
"Huh! How boring."
Hearing this, the hot-tempered Jean Bart couldn't help but shake his flaxen ponytail lightly, stepped forward decisively, and wanted to lift the refrigerator neatly.
However, the next second, Yaxu hugged Jean Bart's tight waist from behind and pulled Jean Bart back.
"Wait, Jean Bart, let me do it myself!"
"..."
Faced with her husband's persistence, Jean Bart could only sigh submissively and went to the meeting room with Richelieu and the others, who had a smile on their lips.
After all, it has come to this point, and for the sake of her husband's face, she can't give up!
Thinking of this, Yaxu couldn't help but touch the large refrigerator next to him with mixed feelings.
After all, even if it's just a small ship girl, as long as she slightly mobilizes the power of the ship suit, she can easily throw this refrigerator up and throw it like a balloon.
Therefore, it is not without reason that commanders from the outside world would become gigolos. Throwing all the troublesome things to the ship girls has almost become the instinct of all commanders.
But! He didn't want to completely rely on Bismarck and the others. At least for such small matters, he still wanted to do it independently.
With a sense of responsibility, Yaxu finally moved the large refrigerator to the kitchen door with a long sigh of relief.
However, at this moment, two mini kittens in cute ladylike dresses came out of the kitchen holding the puffs they had just found. They raised their little heads with military caps and looked cutely at Yaxu who was working hard to move things.
So the next second, Yaxu, who was feeling extremely exhausted, felt his hands lighten, and then he watched the large refrigerator quickly "float" into the kitchen.
"Meow meow~ meow meow~?"
After easily putting down the refrigerator that was as tall as ten little cats stacked together, the two petite commanding cats, one pink and one blue, quickly and affectionately clung to Yaxu's calves, pulling his trouser legs and waving their little hands up and down at Yaxu.
"Want a pat on the head as a reward?"
Blinking his dim eyes with a dull expression, Yaxu did not say much at this time. Instead, he bent down considerately and gently touched the two kind and innocent little cat girls.
So a minute later, after thanking the command cat, Yaxu walked into the conference room with an expressionless face and sat down in the main seat with mixed feelings.
"You are worthy of being the master. Thank you for your hard work."
Seeing this, Belfast, who was trying hard to hold back his laughter, quickly picked up the hot towel that had been prepared long ago and walked forward affectionately to help Yaxu wipe the sweat off his face.
"Well, I'm going to take a shower first. You guys can have a cup of tea first."
Having said that, the disheartened Yaxu took off his sweat-soaked shirt, slowly stood up, and planned to take a shower before accompanying Qiye and the others to the meeting.
After watching her commander leave the meeting room, Veneto, with her plump thighs clasped together, couldn't help but look at the dull meeting room in front of her with some embarrassment.
"Well, everyone, how about we talk about something light-hearted?"
After realizing that the relationship between the various camps was not as harmonious as he had imagined, Veneto, with his silver-gray wavy hair, smiled softly and took the initiative to talk: "What do you think the commander wants to discuss with us?"
"My husband probably wants to discuss the last spot with us."
With a gentle smile on her face, Yixian immediately placed her hands on the hollowed-out cheongsam bodice and responded to Veneto affectionately: "After all, my husband will leave tomorrow, so it's too late to hold any competition now."
"That's right. Even if we are colleagues in the same port district, it cannot change the fact that we are competitors."
As she spoke, Bismarck, with her beautiful legs crossed, tapped lightly on the conference room with her jade hands, raised her eyelids slightly, and glanced at everyone in the conference room.
But in the moment of looking at Enterprise, Bismarck, whose body was slightly stiff, and Enterprise turned their gazes away from each other tacitly.
After all, ever since they visited their sister, they were sometimes called to the admiral's mansion by the commander at the same time, making the atmosphere between them become more and more strange.
"???"
Seeing this, Essex, who was standing next to Enterprise, couldn't help but frowned her beautiful amber eyes and looked at Bismarck with some caution.
Could it be that her Enterprise seniors were accompanying the Commander along with the other ships…
Rustle~~~
Just when Essex was vaguely aware of something, the sound of dragging clothes suddenly rang out above the main conference room.
Following the sound, Richelieu and the others immediately noticed that a cute little fox was trying to take the shirt that the commander had just taken off.
Stare~~~
"I, I just want to take it back to help the commander wash it, is there anything wrong with that?"
Facing the subtle gazes of the surrounding ship girls, Chang Meng, with her ink-stained fox ears drooped, couldn't help but purse her cherry lips, then awkwardly let go of her little hands, leaving the shirt soaked with the commander's sweat on the conference table.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire conference room became even stranger.
Finally, at this moment, the bold and unrestrained sisters from the Northern League could no longer sit still.
"That's enough! You guys are really stupid. As soon as the commander is gone, you guys stop talking."
Looking at the empty bottle of vodka in hand, Rossia squinted her red eyes and leaned back on the bench. She carelessly put her thighs in long boots on the conference table, raised the bottle high towards Bismarck and the others, and said enthusiastically: "Anyway, let's have a few drinks first."
"no."
"Ah, you guys are really cold."
Seeing Jean Bart and the others indifferently rejecting her, Belarus, who was sitting next to Rosia, suddenly used her white jade fingers to twist her sky-blue hair, then narrowed her lake-blue eyes and unabashedly drew up her seductive red lips: "In that case, can I regard your cold attitude as a guilty conscience?"
"After all, I remember that when I first met the commander in the Orlik area, you all came here secretly without telling the commander."
Slowly lifting her huge breasts lined with black stockings with her soft arms, Bellaros continued to add in a joking tone: "Maybe you flagships are planning to secretly follow the commander again this time."
"..."
Facing Belarus's ridicule, everyone present except Veneto's flagship ship girl whose eyes suddenly became vague, even Soviet Rossia, who was sitting next to Belarus, couldn't help but cough lightly a few times.
"Your abuse of power for personal gain will cause trouble for the commander."
Just when Belarus was reminding Bismarck and the others intentionally or unintentionally, Yaxu, who had just finished taking a shower, finally walked back into the meeting room.
Looking at the inexplicably dull meeting room, Yaxu sighed and started talking about business: "Well, because Mingshi asked for leave and went on strike, I plan to let you have a brief vote."
"vote?"
Hearing this, the ship girls present were all stunned for a moment.
Soon, Belfast, who had quietly put away the shirt, smiled elegantly and took the initiative to add on behalf of Yaxu: "I understand, Master, you want us to vote to decide who will accompany you on your business trip."
"In this case, I'm afraid we can't vote for ourselves, right~?"
Chapter 1090 It’s time to go on a business trip
"By voting?"
In the clean and spacious conference room, after listening to Belfast's analysis, the ship girls present couldn't help but look at each other.
After all, if they decide by voting, it means that they have to decide who is the ship girl with the best ship relationship in the port area!
However, a large-scale voting activity like this would probably take a lot of time, and the commander would be leaving tomorrow, so they probably wouldn't even have time to canvass for votes.
Thinking of this, Bismarck couldn't help but lower his deep blue eyes, and then raised his seductive thighs with a little displeasure.
The lack of time for canvassing for votes means that their Iron Blood team will be at a bad disadvantage in the future.
Although they already have a Z46 as a guarantee, but it turns out that only the big sister of Iron Blood can hold up the so-called diplomatic card!
Just as Bismarck began to think about lifting up her breasts, Belfast slowly lifted up the elegant maid's long skirt, stepped out her curves from under the skirt, and leaned over to whisper in Yaxu's ear.
"Master, if you want to hold a vote now, you can't have the time for canvassing for votes called fair competition."
"So...Befa now has a suggestion."
"suggestion?"
Sniffing the heart-stirring fragrance beside him, Yaxu couldn't help but look curiously at Belfast who was smiling but not saying anything.
In response, Belfast quickly smiled and narrowed his blue-purple eyes, and added softly: "The flagship ladies of each camp are here now, why don't we vote directly in the conference room, Master?"
"Of course, Master, you don't have to worry about unfairness. If Her Majesty the Queen gets the most votes, the quota will be allocated internally by our royal family, so you don't have to worry about it."
"Mmmmm?"
Hearing this, blonde Elizabeth couldn't help but blink in confusion.
But even if she didn't understand Belfa's deep meaning, as a noble queen, she would of course support her own ship at this time!
Thinking of this, Queen Elizabeth adjusted the crown on her head and immediately raised her neck and straightened her poor little pudding. She waved her hands in a generous manner and said, "Yes, I can represent the entire royal family. If I win, I will make a wise judgment on the quota."
Well, that’s what I said first, but whether to do it later is another matter (fog).
"Really? What do you think?"
After hearing what Belfast said, Yaxu finally tried to ask the companies for their opinions.
In response to this, the flagships looked at each other in confusion without saying much, but nodded calmly in agreement with this approach.
It is an efficient approach for them to represent their respective camps in the decisive vote.
"Let's get started then, everyone."
Seeing that Richelieu and the others seemed to have no objections, Belfast couldn't help but reveal an elegant smile.
At the same moment, the atmosphere in the entire conference room became particularly subtle.
Because they can't give all their votes to their own camp, but voting for other camps means that they are supporting the ship women of other camps!
Thinking of this, the atmosphere became even more awkward.
At this moment, Mingshi, shaking his green velvet cat tail, suddenly pushed the door open from outside, and sat on Yaxu's lap with an expectant look on his face.
"Akashi? Didn't you ask for leave to go on strike? Why are you out again?"
"Of course I came to watch the show, meow!"
Hearing Mingshi's self-righteous answer, Yaxu couldn't help but sigh, and then looked towards the deadlocked meeting room in front of him.
Fortunately, not long after, Yixian, with a slight smile on her lips, quickly closed her plum-red eyes, then placed her hands on the hem of her cheongsam and said bluntly in a gentle voice: "In this case, I will abstain on behalf of our Donghuang."
"Hmm? Yixian, do you want to give up?"
Facing Yixian's indifferent attitude, Soviet Rossiya next to him quickly nudged Yixian with his elbow, frowned and asked: "Do you have any concerns?"
"As expected, I am still worried about Donghuang's children, because when I accompanied you last time, Ning Hai and the others were..."
As she spoke, Yixian, with a slightly flushed face, lowered her head shyly. At the same time, she also recalled the pitiful appearance of Ninghai and Anshan when she brought Yingrui and Zhaohe back from the Orlik area.
After all, after losing her, the big sister of Donghuang, Anshan and the others could not control the naughty Fushun and Changchun at all. The housework of Donghuang added a lot of pressure to Ninghai.
"But Yixian, you can give the quota to Pinghai and the others."
"But Zhao and the others are inseparable sisters, and I can't let any of them go."
Having said that, Yixian still politely rejected the proposal.
So the next second, Bella Rose, who was playing with the ends of her sky-blue hair, suddenly raised the corners of her mouth, winked at Yixian, and asked frankly: "Since Miss Yixian, you abstained from voting, then the voting matter..."
Hearing this obvious hint, the gentle and lovely Yixian certainly did not hesitate, and immediately smiled at Yaxu and said, "Husband, on behalf of Donghuang, I will vote for the Northern Alliance."
Despicable Northern Union!
Seeing that the Northern Alliance had taken the lead, Bismarck and the others immediately felt something was wrong.
Seeing this, Jean Bart, with an indifferent expression, couldn't help but put his hot long legs on the conference table, then reached out and patted Richelieu's beautiful legs next to him, and said bluntly: "I want Gascogne to accompany the commander out and vote for me."
"Ah."
Hearing this, Richelieu immediately agreed, after all, Gascony was their common cousin.
Thinking of this, Richelieu raised his holy face slightly, looked at Yaxu with his gentle pink eyes and said: "Commander, on behalf of Liberty Iris, I will vote for the Vichy Church."
Wait! Why can you, Liberty Iris and the Vichy Church, be considered two different camps?
Looking at the even more despicable Jean Bart and others, Elizabeth and the others couldn't help but become anxious.