After Luo Qiu accepted the financial information of Black Soul Eighteen, he placed it on the table casually.
Dark Soul 18 did not show any disappointment, she just waited quietly for instructions. She did not plan to do anything until she had a clear idea of the new master's happiness and anger.
Although all employees in the club have the same level of loyalty to the boss, the way of loyalty between the Dark Soul Messenger and the maid lady is different.
If I have to say... there is a hierarchy in the club that has not been officially explained, but is extremely strict. The highest is naturally the owner of the club. And below... there are a lot of things worth pondering.
"Is there anything else?" Luo Qiu asked softly at this moment.
"No, no more." Black Soul Eighteen replied subconsciously, and then looked at the new master with some confusion, "It's just, master, I should now..."
"Just leave the information here." Luo Qiu said calmly: "I will take action when appropriate. Your performance will be recorded. Hmm..."
He looked at the Black Soul Eighteen again, smiled and said: "If you want to go back to your previous territory, go back. If you want to take a break for the time being, just wander around as you like."
"This..." Dark Soul Eighteen was even more unsure of the new master's meaning... Is this a bit too loose?
"What the master means is to act according to your preferences." The maid said now with a hint of saltiness: "Dark Soul 18, have you forgotten the sense of autonomy that the club has given you after so many years?"
"That's not what I mean." Black Soul Eighteen quickly lowered her head, and she considered the appropriate words: "Then let me just wander around nearby. I don't dare to relax, and I will always remember myself.
For this duty, if there is a suitable sponsor, my subordinates will naturally submit it as soon as possible."
After saying that, Dark Soul Eighteen slowly backed away and faced the owner of the club, walking away step by step until he left the club's door, and then finally turned around and left.
Looking at this scene, Luo Qiu thought for a while and suddenly said: "Youye, are there more of the remaining black soul messengers like this?"
"Dark Soul Eighteen was a witch in the medieval era before she was transformed." The maid knew what her master was wondering about, so she answered softly: "Some habits have been retained since then."
Luo Qiu smiled, stretched and said, "In this case...I think it was in the Middle Ages, I was probably the kind of monarch who did not do anything the most."
"I once heard my previous boss say that it took him a hundred years to open the critical door." The maid said calmly: "But the master only took less than five months."
"Maybe... I have better luck." Luo Qiu shook his head, grabbed the funder's information on the table, and walked upstairs.
The maid also continued her daily work. Qin Chuyu was still meditating, saying nothing, forgetting both things and myself.
"Oh my god!! Oh my god!! Didn't anyone think of putting me down?"
Oh, by the way, Taiyinzi is here shaking his body vigorously, hoping that someone can respond to his request.
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In the end... I went alone.
Have you indulged these little bastards too much? Ma Houde squinted at the recruitment notice for the Chaoyang cram school above his head, resolutely threw away the cigarette butt in his mouth and stamped it out, took a deep breath, and boarded the cram school.
The building where it is located has a tragic and majestic atmosphere, with the wind rustling and the water cold.
Today, Ma Shir imitated the look of another good brother, wearing a large khaki trench coat and a hat of the same color.
"You have tutoring classes for adults, right? I..." At the front desk, Ma Houde glanced behind him rather furtively, then turned around and said: "...the billboard downstairs
Saw."
"Sir, what are you..." The receptionist looked at the uncle in surprise, as if he had thought of something, and smiled: "Sir, you are planning to enroll in an adult tutoring class, right?"
"Shh! Keep your voice down." Ma Houde made a silent gesture.
"Sir, it would be best for you to relax a little bit." The receptionist still smiled and said, "Sir, at your age, it is a great thing for you to still strive for the adult college entrance examination! I have begun to admire you! You must be
He is a very remarkable person!”
"Yes, really?" Ma Houde cleared his throat. He felt that the little girls at this moment were very good at talking, so he slightly tightened his beer belly that had been there for many years and straightened out his chest, which had long been weak.
: "Well, many people say that about me."
"certainly!"
The receptionist Miss Cancan Lianhua, the police officer from Ma Private R Ma University paid the tuition fee as if he couldn't figure it out. When he came back to his senses, he was already sitting in one of the classrooms of this cram school.
Damn it...
Mahou De looked at the guys sitting two steps to the left and right and in front of him. Some were in their twenties and some in their thirties... and I actually saw someone about the same age as him.
Ma privater casually flipped through the information that was handed out to him. In less than three minutes, he finished reading the book... Who knows what he was looking at?
x-axis? y-axis? z-axis?
Just as Ma Sir was confused and listening to the old man on the podium speaking as if from heaven, he suddenly felt something poking his back.
"Who?"
Ma Houde, who was used to having a rough voice, turned his face impatiently, only to see a woman wearing a headscarf and sunglasses. He was stunned and said: "You are..."
I saw the other person lowering his glasses slightly and blinking at him.
Officer Ma couldn't hold his textbook at this moment. He almost fell to the ground and almost jumped up on the spot, "Sister-in-law...sister-in-law..."
But at this moment, the woman in the back seat covered his mouth, made a silencing gesture, and lowered her voice: "Sweep your head! Keep your voice down!"
Ma Houde's eyes widened and he nodded. Only then did the other party let go. Why is Ren Ziling here?
He glanced back at the old man on the podium, then sat up straight, but leaned back and covered his mouth with his textbook, "When did you come? Why didn't I notice?"
"When did I come? Of course I came earlier than you. Can't you see, isn't it because you, an old bastard, was coaxed by the receptionist and sat down without even knowing your last name?"
"I...I'm observing! Investigating! Do you understand? Don't talk nonsense...No, why are you here?"
"Then why are you here again?"
"Honestly...sister-in-law, did you find out anything?"
Ma Houde sighed. Who is this in the back seat of him? She is the sister-in-law of a guy known as a cancer in the industry. It seems a bit beyond his expectation that Ren Ziling is here, but after thinking about it, it seems that she has a personality that is quite suitable for her.
As for the reason, Ma Houde already knew it without even thinking about it.
"I've been here for two days and I haven't found anything. Damn! The tuition of this cram school is just a rip-off!" Ren Ziling shook her head at this moment: "My tuition will have to be reimbursed by the online fee! Otherwise I will
I’m going to eat dirt this month! Did you know? It doesn’t matter if I’m hungry, but if my precious son is hungry, are you willing to bear it? I’m the only one making money to support the family, Brother Ma~”
"I've never seen anyone as shameless as you!"
So the old teacher on the podium clapped the ruler in his hand and said in a deep voice: "That big bearded guy in the yellow trench coat, be quiet! Does such a big man still don't know what classroom discipline is?"
Ma Private... At this moment, Ma Private could not help but think of the dark and humiliating history of being ruled by teachers for decades.
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"Smear less."
Although it was already the end of get out of class for the cram school, Ma Houde and Ren Ziling did not leave, but came to the rooftop of the building.
Ma Houde tried to persuade him, but found that his persuasion seemed to be of no use. He was also addicted to cigarettes, so he simply lit one.
"How about exchanging information?" Ren Ziling suddenly said: "You go ahead."
Ma Houde rolled his eyes and said at this moment: "We found on the fifth deceased's mobile phone that he had made an appointment with someone here before the accident, and he was called a teacher. I suspect he is the teacher of this cram school."
"What a coincidence?" Ren Ziling was stunned: "I also chatted with two stupid young people, and I also heard that there seemed to be a very mysterious 'teacher'."
"Striking up a conversation?"
"Don't worry about details like that." Ren Ziling blinked: "Don't you think I'm still very attractive?"
"..."
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"Sister Long, this is the eldest sister I met that day."
On the rooftop opposite, Long Xiruo was also smoking a cigarette and narrowing his eyes. (To be continued.)
