Finest Servant

Chapter 22: little girl (1)

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Dong Qiaoqiao also wanted to understand the reason. After all, the purchasing power is limited, and rich and powerful talents have already bought what they should buy, and there is not much money left in the secondary market. If they print more, it will definitely not be worth the candle.

She is a girl who is easy to be satisfied. She made a net profit of 5,000 taels of silver in one morning.

"Brother Lin, do you really want to be the servant of the Xiao Mansion?" Dong Qiaoqiao didn't care about Jiayin any more, looked at Lin Wanrong hesitating for a long time, and finally asked, "You won't—is it for Miss Xiao?"

Lin Wanrong made a deceitful surprise on purpose: "Hey, Qiaoqiao, you have seen all of this. You are really smart and a prophet."

Dong Qiaoqiao showed a strange expression, his complexion seemed not very good.

Lin Wanrong saw that the girl looked a little depressed, and couldn't bear to tease her anymore, shook his head and said with a smile: "Hehe, I was joking with you. Don't worry, I have no interest in Miss Xiao. Think about it, no one has seen her before." What does it look like, if an ugly monster comes to me, then I might as well find a tree and hang myself."

Dong Qiaoqiao heard what he said was interesting, couldn't help but burst out laughing and said, "How can you arrange people like you?"

Lin Wanrong smiled and said: "Life is unsatisfactory ten times. I went to work in Xiao's family, and I also have my difficulties. You also know that this time we sell this booklet. Although the business is good, it is just a one-time sale, not a long-term one." A plan. I also want to eat and support my family, so it would be nice to find a place to take me in. The treatment of Xiao’s servants is good. As for me, I am a person with no ambition and like to live with the situation. I'm a little more handsome, have a better temper, and have more ideas, and if the Xiao family wants to choose me as their servant, I can barely find the right person."

Lin Wanrong had a bitter look on his face, but there was no need to pretend, if he hadn't fallen into the trap of Old Man Wei, he wouldn't have come to serve others even if he was beaten to death.

Dong Qiaoqiao blushed and covered her mouth with a snicker: "Brother Lin, you have a really thick skin. However, it's a pleasure talking to you. You are not only kind, but also knowledgeable. I like chatting with you."

Lin Wanrong said cheerfully: "Of course, do you know that in my former company-oh, my hometown, many girls liked to listen to me talking. As soon as I went to work, everyone would gather around me and listen to my stories. Why? So charming, isn't it?"

It's not that this kid is bragging. Lin Wanrong is optimistic, eloquent, and gets along well with everyone. The so-called stretching out one's hand and not hitting a smiling face, one must have a thick skin like him to do business.

"Really?" Dong Qiaoqiao glanced at him and said, "I don't know which family's lady is lucky enough to promise to a good family like Brother Lin."

Lin Wanrong thought of the girlfriends he had had, the ones who loved him and the ones he loved, all passed away like running water, and he never had a chance to see them again.

A look of disappointment flashed across his face, he shook his head and said with a wry smile: "What a blessing, I am now a bachelor with one gun, and I can throw it away wherever I go."

His sense of loneliness fell into Qiaoqiao's eyes. Dong Qiaoqiao lowered her head and bit her lips. When she heard his words, she raised her head again, and a bright light flashed on her face.

"However, Brother Lin, it's scary to put on a straight face." Dong Qiaoqiao imitated Lin Wanrong's appearance, and deliberately said in a rough voice: "The face is given by others, but the face is earned by yourself—" After finishing speaking He giggled again.

Lin Wanrong wanted to laugh, but he didn't. He put away the smile on his face and said seriously, "Qiaoqiao, you can't look at appearances in everything. You only feel happy talking to me. How do you know that I'm not a bad person?"

Lin Wanrong remembered the intrigues in the shopping mall in the past. When they met, she was all smiles, turned around and stabbed the knife in the back. Lin Wanrong has seen a lot of such things and personally participated in a lot. Thinking about it now, it's really like a dream.

Dong Qiaoqiao was taken aback for a moment, she spent a few days with Lin Wanrong, and saw him joking and joking all day long, but she had never seen him like this.

She hummed lightly, looked at Lin Wanrong and said softly, "Brother Lin, is there something on your mind? You seem very unhappy? Can you tell Qiaoqiao?"

Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "Don't pretend to be smart, girl, I'm very happy."

Dong Qiaoqiao looked at him and said firmly, "Brother Lin, you are a good person. I knew it from the first moment I saw you."

After she finished speaking, she took a deep look at Lin Wanrong, and then ran away quickly with the empty lunch box.

Lin Wanrong touched his nose helplessly, am I a good person? Well, I thought so too. But looking at this girl running, her little butt twists quite fast, if she goes to practice sprinting, it might be a good idea.

After eating and drinking enough, Lin Wanrong didn't bother to go home, so he leaned against the tree trunk, covered his face with a booklet he had left over from the sale, and fell asleep soundly.

I don't know how long I slept, but I suddenly felt itchy in my nostrils, and I was woken up without a sneeze.

Lin Wanrong opened his eyes in a daze, only to see a flowery little face in front of him, looking at him with a half-smile.

Hey, which chick is this? She is so fresh, Lin Wanrong yawned and cleared her mind a little, but saw the chick in front of her with a booklet in her hand, looking at herself with a smile.

This girl is about sixteen or seventeen years old, with curved eyebrows, big eyes, small cherry mouth, and pink face. She is wearing a yellow satin flower skirt and a pair of light red boots on her feet. strength. Although she is not very old, her chest is tall and well-developed. The big one should be big, the small one should be small, and she is a one-in-a-million beauty.

Why does this girl look familiar? Lin Wanrong felt a little strange, he was sure he had never seen her. The beauties he has seen, regardless of their age, will generally have an impression

Seeing the little girl staring at him, Lin Wanrong didn't think too much, and said with a smile: "Little girl, although I am tall, handsome, talented and cute, I would feel embarrassed if you stare at me like this. "

The little girl's face turned red, she gave him a hard look, raised the booklet in her hand and said, "Hey, you kid, did you make up this little picture book?"

What she held high in her hand was the booklet that Lin Wanrong put on her face when she was sleeping, and the little girl took it down at some point.

Lin Wanrong said cheerfully: "How about it, little girl, do you want to buy this booklet too? Do you have brothers and cousins in your family? Sigh, why are these guys so thin-skinned? I couldn't bear it, so I sent Here you come."

The little girl rolled her eyes and said: "Yes, yes, my brother asked me to come. Is the person in this painting Miss Xiao?"

Lin Wanrong nodded and said: "Of course, this is the only copy that has been handed down from within the Xiao family, and it is not easy for me to get it. Alas, I am the softest person, and I don't see a pretty girl begging me No matter, no matter, fifteen taels of silver, I will sell it to you at a loss."

The little girl snorted and said, "You are so dishonest. Hmph, I've been with you all morning, and most of you sold it to others for ten taels of silver, why did you sell it to me for fifteen taels of silver?" .”