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About being loved by everyone and feared by everyone.
Many people have different opinions. Love or fear are both extreme expressions of emotion. To make people love is a way of life, and to make people fear is also a way of life.
Qin Zhiyuan doesn't need people to love him, he just wants to be feared.
Only when people are afraid, others will stay away from Qin Zhiyuan, and will not dare to provoke Qin Zhiyuan. This is not necessarily the case if people love him.
People will always choose the one who looks easier to bully. Those who look harder to bully will not act rashly unless absolutely necessary.
Qin Zhiyuan wants the Beiyang government to first consider Qin Zhiyuan's true reaction when it wants to make similar decisions in the future, rather than the reaction Qin Zhiyuan expected.
This method also varies from person to person. For example, on Annie's side, Qin Zhiyuan does not dare to make mistakes. He not only strives to be loved by people, but also strives for love from dogs.
The 24th is Christmas Eve, and its status in Western festivals is similar to the Chinese New Year's Eve.
Qin Zhiyuan arranged the day's affairs early, and then sneaked to Annie's house to show his courtesy.
Qin, wash this vase and put the flowers on it.
Qin, please take Napoleon out for a walk and don't let him cause trouble here.
Dear, bring me the napkins from the cabinet. I want to set the table.
At the beginning, it was just Julie calling Qin Zhiyuan, showing affection in various ways, and even changed the title to "honey" unknowingly.
When Julie changed her title, Anne did not object. She just gave Julie a helpless look, and then began to use Qin Zhiyuan's orders. Unlike Julie's sweetness, Anne's orders became even more severe, almost like an animal.
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Qin, I went out to cut down a Christmas tree and came back. I want one three meters high.
My God, the roof of your house is only three meters high, and there are only four people including people and dogs. How many Christmas gifts do you want to hang?
Qin, go and sweep the snow off the roof, and then sweep the yard clean. It's best not to let the snow accumulate. Napoleon likes snow, and it will make him catch a cold.
My God, it has been snowing in the sky, and the snowflakes are as big as a dog ignoring a steamed bun. It is really a persistent and physical job to ensure that there is no snow.
Qin, get some flour and we'll make root bread later.
Well, this job is not tiring. However, with Qin Zhiyuan and Foch and Pierre who may come back during the meal, there are only one meal for five people and one dog, and you have to waste half a bag of flour.
Do you know that there are still many people in Paris who don’t have enough to eat?
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Of course, Qin Zhiyuan only dared to complain in his heart and did not dare to reveal his true feelings at all.
Okay, ma'am, where would you like to put the Christmas tree?
Qin Zhiyuan carried a big ax, like a traditional Frankish axe-thrower, and chopped down a three-meter-high Christmas tree. It was in perfect shape, in a standard 4321 formation, neatly trimmed, without even a drop of rain, snow, mud or water.
This is really good. I put it in the yard first and brought it in at night. Anne was satisfied.
Lily, could you please get Napoleon into the house? I'm going to start cleaning the house.
Qin Zhiyuan took the broom and moved around on the roof, competing with Shi Qian on the drum. At the same time, the broom wheel was as fast as a hot wheel, and the work was done in a short time.
The child looked good. Anne was satisfied.
Of course, Anne, it was my choice. Julie was elated.
Your father was very good at first, but now he has become a great man. Anne is complaining.
Foch was free at home and didn't have much to do. He had only had a cup of tea, a bag of cigarettes and a newspaper since the morning, and sat on the sofa in the living room for a long time, smiling as he watched Julie and Anne doing various things to Qin Zhiyuan.
Foch has become a spirit. He will watch Qin Zhiyuan die from exhaustion without making a sound. If he makes a sound, he will fall into the same fate as Qin Zhiyuan. Look at how smart Pierre is. He has been missing since he got up in the morning.
There was no one around. He might be wandering around somewhere now. It looked like he wouldn't come back until he had dinner.
Dad is getting old and needs a rest, so Qin Lai can do these tasks. Julie doesn't feel bad.
It sounded like I was suffering from Alzheimer's disease. Foch was dissatisfied with these two girls' irresponsible remarks and couldn't help but muttered.
Ha, it seems that you, an old fellow, are still dissatisfied with your old age, so go ahead and cut these breads. Anne will assign work immediately.
French bread is a very magical existence. Its hardness is comparable to that of an iron rod. There was once a shrew who used French bread as a weapon to beat an invading thief to death. The power is evident.
I don't want to touch those damn things. Foch got up, stood in the corridor in front of the door and shouted angrily: Qin, get out of here, you have a new job.
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Qin Zhiyuan really jumped off the house, which shocked Foch: What kind of witchcraft can you do to jump so high?
Jumping down and jumping up are two different things. Qin Zhiyuan responded casually, saying that he was afraid of hitting his clothes in the yard because he got a lot of snow when he was sweeping the house just now.
In this time and space, Bruce Lee has not yet appeared, and Westerners have no concept of Chinese Kung Fu. They are accustomed to classifying all incredible things as witchcraft.
Come in and cut the bread. Foch understated.
It sounds like a very simple thing, but you realize how difficult it is when you implement it.
Bread the size of a football is as hard as a stone and is impossible to use. The French's kitchen utensils are still in the rudimentary stage. The knives in their kitchen are almost like daggers. They can peel an apple or something, but they are useless for cutting bread.
It is different from hitting an egg against a stone.
As soon as Qin Zhiyuan cut the first one, he missed the bone-cutting knife that the fat chef used to use.
So, while Julie and Annie were busy in the kitchen, Qin Zhiyuan sneaked into the living room and secretly made a phone call.
Foch watched with cold eyes, neither stopping nor reporting.
Foch had made up his mind and would rather be suffocated to death than say a word.
Napoleon was quite happy, wagging his tail and following Qin Zhiyuan everywhere, wherever he went.
Qin Zhiyuan tried to feed Napoleon a small piece of bread, but Napoleon just smelled it and then stayed away.
Not even dogs eat it
How unpalatable is this?
So Qin Zhiyuan returned to the living room and made a phone call.
Not long after, the sound of an engine came from outside the courtyard, and Qin Zhiyuan saw Pierre waving through the glass window.
Pierre sat in the car and didn't even get out of the car. The engine was running all the time. It seemed that he was ready to put down his things and run away.
Pierre Foch, get your mother in here right away. Anne roars like a lion from the east of the river.
Pierre's expression froze for an instant, and then he reluctantly got out of the car, opened the door in slow motion 24 times slower, picked up the basket with movements that were even more frail than Foch's, and moved faster than a snail.
Move slowly into the yard.
From now on, you are not allowed to go anywhere. Look what you have done. Look what Qin Du has done. Shouldn't you be ashamed? Anne pointed at Sang and scolded Huai.
Uh-huh, Foch changed his position, crossed his legs again, and just whistled.
Your coffee. Qin Zhiyuan wastes no time in being attentive.
Uh-huh, Foch forced out a smile that was even uglier than crying.
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