[Realistic version of Overlord Literature? Is this the kind of butler who says to the heroine, "Master hasn't smiled in ten years"?]
[Sisters upstairs, please don’t be too outrageous. Hahaha, although this grandpa looks like a standard butler, what he said was "Boss, please come over here"/guess]
[Did you fancy that the program team invited many famous doctors, but why did you invite Sister Lin to come?]
[I think it’s possible. Could it be that you want to find Mr. Xu through Sister Lin? (But we can’t rule out the possibility that you made a special trip to find Sister Lin)]
[To be honest, even if you tell me now that Sister Lin actually has the identity of a big boss, I won’t be too surprised, so I think what you said upstairs is very possible (confirmed)]
Yu Lin looked at the obviously older man in front of him and repeated: "Your boss?"
The housekeeper glanced at the camera again and said businesslikely: "If you want to know further information from our boss, please turn off the recording temporarily."
After a day of strong winds and waves, the photographer felt that he had developed a strong mental endurance. He put his hands on the machine with a good attitude and could pause the recording at any time.
Unexpectedly, Yu Lin said the next second: "Actually, I don't really want to know."
She turned around and prepared to walk towards the main road. She asked the photographer who was stunned on the spot: "Why are you still standing there? You are on your mission."
The photographer nodded quickly and followed with the machine in hand.
The old housekeeper had probably never seen such a scene before. He was stunned on the spot for a moment, stretching out his hands and frowning, wanting to say something else but was unable to say anything.
It wasn't until he answered the phone and the person on the other end seemed to say something, that the butler's expression changed slightly, and then he chased after him.
"Please stay."
Yu Lin had no intention of actually leaving. Otherwise, it would take just a short time to answer the phone and the age of the housekeeper. Whether he could catch up or not would have to be decided separately.
The butler's tone was more respectful than before: "The boss asked you to come over and sit down. He will find someone to help you complete the task, so you won't have to worry about it."
After hearing the second half of the sentence, Yu Lin also turned around, his attitude instantly became kind, and he smiled at the old housekeeper:
"You're welcome, just call me Xiaoyu."
housekeeper:……
Ten minutes later, under the leadership of the housekeeper, Yu Lin and the photographer arrived in front of a single-family villa.
It's almost dark now, and all the lights in the villa are on. There is a small garden right at the entrance. The villa is not big, but the owner's care and elegance can be seen from the decoration. Of course, the price is not cheap.
[Oh, this Dabieye is indeed worthy of being a boss (like it)]
[Why should I see two such exciting villas in succession at an age when I can’t afford a house/Cover your mouth and cry]
[This villa looks bigger than the B&B hut where the guests stayed, right? Woc, is he a rich man again?]
The housekeeper opened the door and glanced at the photographer unkindly again.
The photographer, who had been looked at like this several times along the way, couldn't bear it any more, so he weakly said:
"Then what, how about I wait outside?"
Just as the housekeeper was about to speak, a clear and gentle young voice came from the door: "Uncle Wen, it's okay, let someone come in."
[Damn, what a nice voice, I guess it’s a handsome guy!]
[Is that an animal in front? (Pointing), this sound sounds like a minor.]
As the photographer walked through the door, the boy who spoke out finally appeared in the camera.
Just as the barrage guessed, he is indeed quite handsome, with a clear and innocent youthful atmosphere that makes people feel the vitality of youth at a glance.
But the only difference is that the boy is sitting in a wheelchair.
Seeing the person coming, the young man seemed slightly surprised, but he quickly controlled his facial expression, smiled at Yu Lin, and introduced himself:
"Hello, I am Sang Ziqi."
Of course, Yu Lin didn't miss Sang Ziqi's facial expression when he first saw her. Combined with the fact that the other party was in a wheelchair, it was easy to guess the general context of the whole thing.
Sang Ziqi looked at the camera again, bent his eyes at the camera and smiled again:
"Is this a live broadcast? Hello everyone who is watching the live broadcast."
[Brother! My sister’s heart, which had been silent for twenty-three years, was moved by your greeting/covering her mouth and crying]
[Oh my god, what kind of little angel is this? God is unfair! Such a child can only sit in a wheelchair]
[So it is indeed the previous guess, this young man probably wants to use the show to find some famous doctors for treatment]
Although Sang Ziqi didn't look very old, probably around sixteen or seventeen, he was very well-mannered.
Even though he found the wrong person, he did not speak immediately. Instead, he turned to Wen Bo and said:
"Uncle Wen, could you please bring me a pot of black tea?"
After seeing Wen Bo nod and leave, Sang Ziqi looked at Yu Lin again and explained:
“Black tea warms the stomach and is suitable for drinking at night.”
[Help, is this really what a 16 or 17-year-old boy would say???]
[When I think of my 16-year-old nephew competing with me for food at the dinner table two days ago, I have a heart attack. We are both 16 or 17 years old, so why is there such a big difference/crying]
[Why do I always feel that the name and appearance of this young master Sang are a bit familiar, but I just can’t remember it]
[Probably all handsome guys have similarities. Although this one is just a prototype of a handsome guy, he can still be considered a handsome guy after rounding off]
[Oh, I just discovered that the housekeeper called this handsome boy "boss" instead of "young master"]
[Holy shit, can you say...?!]
Yu Lin accepted the kindness and took the initiative to speak:
"If you have anything you want to tell Mr. Xu, I can do it for you."
Sang Ziqi was slightly surprised, then smiled and said, "Then I'll thank Teacher Yu first."
Even though he learned that he could contact Xu Munian, Sang Ziqi did not show too much surprise.
After all, the other party was the boss who helped him directly complete a task. Yu Lin rarely said thoughtfully:
"The live broadcast can be paused for privacy-related content."
The barrage also expressed their understanding.
As a result, Sang Ziqi shook his head, "No, the news of that year has been almost covered. What's more, if possible, I also hope to find more possibilities through live broadcast."
He smiled and began to tell his story:
"My parents passed away in a car accident a few years ago. I was lucky at the time and were protected by them. After treatment, I was mostly recovered. However, this time during the recuperation process, I was found to have a family genetic disease."
[Holy shit, I remembered it! It turned out to be him!]
[??What what]
[He is the genius boy of the Sang family! Don’t you remember the news about the car accident involving the CEO of the Sang Group and his family? Subsequent reports only said that the sole heir of the group was found to have a family disease, and then nothing happened.]