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Chapter Six: Too Professional

Xueming decided to hire Sister Hong as the housekeeper of Anonymous——

——He has great trust in this sister's ability. Judging from his resume and recent actual combat records, Wu Donghong is a very powerful person.

In Xueming's view, it was the great hatred that fell from heaven at the age of nineteen. It took her seven years to carry out her revenge. There were a total of 46 people involved in the two companies, Xiangnan Construction and Huainan Heavy Industry, and a network of nepotism was involved.

The number of interested communities that came out should be more than 200 people.

This is never a fair and equal duel. Sister Hong can definitely find another husband to live a peaceful life and continue to spend the rest of her life raising her husband and raising her children.

When most people are oppressed, they are like innocent and helpless beasts. Their flesh is cut off and eaten by hunters. They have no time to cry with sadness. They can only try to cover up their sobs and hide to heal themselves.

She used many unconventional and extreme means to enter the enemy's company, and finally successfully sent the culprit to the prison cell through reporting. When she was released from prison, Sister Hong once mentioned that many people came to pick her up, but she only

The car of Big Brother who chose to fight with her - at the age of forty-one, she resolutely embarked on a journey to the Nine Realms.

After successfully completing the task assigned by the boss, when Sister Hong faced the threat of the armadillo hunter, she did not intend to passively defend, but decided to take the initiative to attack. The hunter was very unlucky, and she did not expect that this fellow countryman had already regarded his identity as a hunter.

A torch to drive away wolves.

This is a social man who attaches great importance to love and justice, is ruthless and ruthless, and is the future agent of Anonymous Doe.

All the current members of joestar are too young and immature. Even Jason Megan, this blue stone man still lacks some courage and it is difficult to hold up the stage of the unknown.

If the eldest sister is the violent mechanism of the anonymous doe, the gunsmith is the magic needle of the unknown sea——

——Sister Hong is the core decision-maker in the club. Her social knowledge in the secular world, her fifteen years of hard work in prison, and her rock-steady coping methods in the face of crises and storms have attracted Xueming to her heart.

Everything about Nan seemed to be within her expectations.

After the New Year, Xueming took Sister Hong and Xiaoqi on the high-speed train to Kowloon West.

Bai Qingqing was still immersed in her honeymoon trip with her fiancé, but with such a graceful elder sister beside her, she felt inexplicably anxious.

——Sister Hong looks too much like a criminal, or in other words, the temperament revealed by that woman's words and deeds is incompatible with ordinary people in the city.

In the cold spring season, Sister Hong invited the young couple to go to the business class and bought all the tickets for the six-seat carriage, so she had no intention of squeezing into the second-class seat.

Xueming is a man of daily life, but he is not saving money. He should give Bai Luhua a lot, but he just feels it is unnecessary.

This was the first time Xiaoqi saw Xueming sitting in a business class seat. The fare had tripled, and she didn’t know what her employer was thinking.

"Hello..."

Brother Qi and his lover whispered quietly.

"Did you suddenly figure it out? Are you going to waste a lot of money?"

Sister Hong straightened up from her chair, pulled on her sunglasses, and revealed a pair of gentle but sharp beautiful eyes: "I want him to learn to spend money. This is just the first step. I need to change my thinking. Don't you think he's a bastard?"

Xiao Qi immediately became alert: "Nothing! What about changing your thinking? I don't understand what you are saying..."

"Is this the wife Aohen Mingde has chosen for you?" Sister Hong leaned close to Xueming, her eyes teasing: "She doesn't seem to understand her position yet."

Xueming didn't say much and responded: "Speak directly if you have something to say."

"People are divided into three, six, and nine grades." Sister Hong explained patiently: "This is an objective fact and is not affected by human will. I want your fiancé to understand this truth. He is now the speaker of the Senate, boss.

It pays great attention to that [majesty]. As the saying goes, people rely on clothing, and Buddha relies on gold clothing - clothing, food, housing, and transportation all need to be accompanied by appearances and rituals."

Xiao Qi sneered: "You have to save face, right? How shameless is a business class seat? It's just a matter of booking a ticket."

"So I think you don't understand at all." Sister Hong smiled like a fox: "Do you think the important thing is the environment of the carriage? Or the fare of the business class?"

Xiao Qi was confused: "What do you mean?"

Sister Hong gently poked her temple: "Human thinking bandwidth is limited. Doing anything requires mental energy. Let's do a very simple elementary school math problem. Xiao Qi, the total duration of this journey is seven

hours - if your fiancé wants to take you to squeeze into a second-class seat, then during this period of time, you will have to deal with at least 110 strangers, and you must pay attention to the different passengers who take turns getting on and off the bus. You must remain highly focused at all times.

status."

She held Xiao Qi's chin, without noticing anything, and slowly brought Xiao Qi's head to Xueming's side.

"If you can't do things like kissing, holding hands, letting go of your guard, and enjoying a good night's sleep, like restoring your mental strength, what's the point of taking a vacation? Lenin said - Those who don't know how to rest can't work."

In a quiet and comfortable environment, Xiaoqi stayed close to her employer and seemed to understand what Sister Hong meant.

Sister Hong continued: "People are consuming money all the time, which is converted into costs. Your employer has always been wronging himself and thinks that these things are unnecessary, like buying more expensive clothes, which is a waste of saving face -

— but overlooked some crucial things. He is no longer an unknown little character. People who come into contact with him in the future may think that hard work, thrift and housekeeping are good qualities. However, due to stereotypes, these qualities are only

It will cause him communication problems."

"Many times, frugality and stinginess are equated in the eyes of the general public. The strangest thing is that people regard this trait as a virtue, but secretly despise inconsistency."

"Many times, the boss of a company has to sweep the floor and do the cleaning himself, which makes the partners panic."

"Whether it's above or below ground, everyone has this fixed attribute, which is an indelible stereotype, like something established by convention."

Sister Hong patted Xiao Qi's face gently, her eyes ambiguous.

"You should have a rough impression of me from Xueming's mouth, right?"

Xiaoqi: "Yes."

Sister Hong: "Then you should also know that I have never been a stickler for rules. I want to teach him how to spend money and tell him why he should spend the money. He is actually very good at spending money, and he is very good at spending money on weapons and equipment.

In many aspects of travel supplies and in contact with different people, he knew how to use money to reduce trouble and break through resistance - but it was not enough."

Xiao Qi stared at Sister Hong, trying to smell something different from the strong perfume on this bad woman, but after smelling it for a long time, she could only smell the passion and unruly smell.

As Sister Hong said, Xiao Qi and Xueming could have a comfortable sleep. When they returned to Jiujie Station, the new housekeeper told Xiao Qi one last thing.

"Spiritual power is a resource. Think of it as a currency or an energy reserve. It is your magic value. When facing a strong enemy, you must maintain your best condition."

With that said, Sister Hong walked into the club door and immediately started to decorate the soft decoration part of the store.

Xiaoqi and Xueming sat down at the bar and watched the housekeeper call the decoration workers to completely divide the entertainment area, employee area, fighting fitness area and food and accommodation area, and mark obvious divisions between different areas.

Boundaries, or decorated with various types of boards, fabrics and leather decorations, as if to draw the boundaries of the territory.

The whole process is very fast. The communication between Sister Hong and the master workers is simple, powerful, fast and accurate, without unnecessary nonsense.

For example, a new sound-absorbing partition has been added to the salon for gatherings, allowing the originally semi-open dining table and cocktail reception to have a bit of privacy, completely distinguishing its functions from the canteen booths in the lobby.

She understands life better than Xueming. She changed the dark industrial-style iron fence outside the club into glass bricks so that the lights of the dance floor can be projected far into the distance.

Every facility in the club has Sister Hong’s unique designs——

——In the end, she ordered many art decorative paintings to decorate the inner hall and use them to entertain other guests of the Senate.

Sister Hong brought her records to the Anonymous Club, and specifically ordered Xiao Qi to entertain the guests with background music corresponding to their pyroxene properties.

Like the passionate and brave Red Stone People, we need to give them soothing, quiet music that reminds them of happiness, such as Tchaikovsky's "Sleeping Beauty", which was the soundtrack used by Tom and Jerry when they were ice-skating.

The work of Blue Stone people is already brain-burning enough. At this time, they need to release their emotions, and "Ode to Joy" is more suitable.

The same goes for other stones, whatever they lack is made up for.

Coupled with the many arrangements of soundproofing cotton and indoor hifi sound environment, Sister Hong survived such a busy schedule and spent a full eight hours repairing the soft decoration design inside and outside the club. As she said herself, she devoted all her mental energy to it.

Put in the work.

During the probation period, she directly ignored Xueming's advice and handed over all the work to two workers. Joestar had two more reserve employees before it opened. Sister Hong rubbed her temples and sat back exhausted.

At the bar, I ordered a glass of soda from Xueming and started modifying the menu.

"Thank you for your hard work." Xueming was very satisfied with Sister Hong's arrangement.

Sister Hong: "Are you going to Galahad?"

Xueming counted the time: "We should leave tomorrow."

Sister Hong: "Teaching or studying?"

Xueming: “We have to do everything.”

Sister Hong: "Let me think about it..."

This thought lasted the whole day.

Early the next morning, Sister Hong was holding a menu. Before Xueming could finish brushing her teeth, she pushed the luggage trolley and knocked on the door of the guest room of the Five Kings Council.

Xiao Qi was still playing hide and seek with her employer in bed when she heard Sister Hong's warm greeting outside the door.

"It's time for you to report to the academy, Mr. Gunsmith."

Xueming hurriedly opened the door and saw Sister Hong bringing a suit.

"Made by Ms. Tofenxing, teaching supplies woven from silk and Kevlar, ties from Vicodo, and mid-range suit brands. It took me some time to figure out what kind of families the other teachers at Galahad Magic Academy are from.

It's more approachable - if you want to meet the dean, just change into student clothes instead of wearing a bulletproof suit to show off."

Then Sister Hong handed over two daggers to stab him.

"Diving knives, small cylinders with gas, and balazon forbidden guns - these things are very effective against humanoid units, and they can all be killed with one blow."

Shoes, socks, perfume, setting spray and watches are all provided.

After Xueming put on the watch, Sister Hong gave special instructions.

"Don't wear it like that, you're not on a combat mission."

Xueming looked down and unknowingly put the watch on his wrist. Doing so was almost instinctive——

——You can observe the time while holding the gun without leaving your left hand from the grip.

Sister Hong reminded Xueming: "Your fighting habits have begun to affect your life. Others can see at a glance that you are a living king of hell."

Xueming immediately turned over the strap and wore the watch normally.

Sister Hong glanced inside the room and saw Xiao Qi hugging the quilt and escaping into the bathroom in a hurry.

"Although this sentence is a bit redundant for you, I still want to remind you, Master - people always think that beauty can corrode people's will, and this is not unreasonable."

Xueming said seriously and firmly: "Who is the beauty?"

Sister Hong laughed loudly: "Pretend I didn't say that."

The two of them walked to the first platform. Sister Hong was fixing the gunsmith's hair while taking out the menu and explaining it.

"The intercity express flight to Balazon is 22518 - I have discussed with the lobby manager Marcus to let two freshmen go with you. Here are the personal details. They are both thirteen-year-old children, one boy and one girl.

You take good care of them and you can use this teacher-student friendship in the future."

Sister Hong took out the file from the menu, handed it to Xueming, and continued.

"Your luggage is here. It has been checked in. There is food in the car, but I still recommend you to bring your own meals. I asked Mr. Jason to order three nutritious meals for you. Today's breakfast is cane juice and French cheese.

The amount of toast is very small, but there is a lot of sugar. Because the parents of the two children reporting with you are not fuel-efficient. They are spoiled little princesses and young masters, and your brain needs high-quality glucose.

"

Then she opened the menu and explained.

"Go straight from the long street of Fool's Square and report to Galahad's Academic Affairs Office. If Director Simmons is not here, you have to find Mike Tyson, the magic teacher with the same name as the boxing champion. This person is very popular in the academy.

He can talk to anyone, so if you want to talk to someone, he's the right guy - unlike Wood Placker, he's almost the public enemy of men."

"This is something Mike likes. It is not sold in Jiujie. The rum cocktail produced in Yu Fang Long Street contains trace amounts of Yunnan bacteria. The Chinese translation is called [Xiaoyaoyou] - he likes this drink very much.

His wife also likes it."

"The old dean has been staying in the laboratory for the past two weeks. Don't disturb him. Everything else is up to you."

Xueming accepted these items and read over and over what was marked on the menu. They were very detailed instructions.

He was about to board the train and find a seat when Sister Hong reminded him.

"The diving knife must be inserted first, and then there is an air valve switch. Press it hard——"

"——Got it." Xueming was quite moved, but he had already seen the power of the gas dagger and was familiar with the techniques of using this murder weapon.

Sister Hong said with a smile: "It's good that you know. There is another thing. Am I officially on duty now?"

Xueming asked: "How much salary should I give you?"

Sister Hong said in a deep voice: "Help me find my waiter, it's on the last page. I will also be in charge of the wedding banquet? Remember to give me the guest list in advance."

Xueming nodded——

——He boarded the express train, turned to the last page, and saw an uncle with a slovenly beard, staring blankly at the camera, taking a photo with Sister Hong.

It felt like an uncle had come to know her and forcefully dragged Sister Hong to take photos together.

Before Xueming raised her head——

"——Gunsmith, what did my employer tell you?"

This uncle just appeared in front of Xueming. He was wearing a burgundy tuxedo, which was a standard waiter suit.

He seemed to have not slept well. He had deep bags under his eyes, a haggard look, and a strong sense of uneasiness. There was a strong smell of nicotine on his body, and he was a heavy smoker.

He wears gloves, is about ten centimeters taller than Xueming, is very strong, and looks like he must be Asian.

"What...did she say to you? Does she want to change the waiter?"

Xueming closed the menu and said hello.

"Sir, what do you call me?"


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