Chapter 32 Cleanup should be thorough
'I'm just saying the young master's lace twice, and it's going to be fine...... Right?'
The housekeeper thought so. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
But as soon as he thought so, Steward Qi's eyes suddenly shot over.
The housekeeper of the outer house was startled when he saw it, and immediately knelt down with weak feet.
Regardless of three-seven-twenty-one, he trembled while saying nonsense such as "I was wrong" and "I don't dare anymore", while lying on the ground and trembling.
Steward Qi looked at the unbearable appearance of this housekeeper, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and then a flash of killing intent.
But he still took out a match from the matchbox indifferently, lit it with a "sting", lit a cigarette gun, and said indifferently: "Tomorrow, you will return the book to me......
The butler was shocked when he heard this, and raised his head to look at Steward Qi - it was just two words of lace, and he was actually going to dismiss himself?!
The butler was reluctant at once.
He was dying and struggling: "Old meβ"
"Shut up!"
Steward Qi suddenly slapped the table as if he was enraged.
He shouted violently: "What is it! You've been here at Luo's house for two years, right?!"
"Don't you even understand the rules!"
This slap went down, and all the housekeepers instantly became shorter-
This is the coercion he used to use the ghost king.
Then.
Steward Qi acted as if nothing had happened.
There was a moment of silence in the room.
He took a slow drag on his gun.
Exhaled, the misty incense of smoke slowly surrounded in front of Steward Qi.
Like vines, climb up to the ceiling at the end.
Steward Qi was satisfied with the earthquake smoke gun, glanced at the so-called "colleagues" kneeling in front of him, and said:
"Up and down. β
"As a steward, they are all talking about the young master's private affairs, what does this make the people below think and do?"
"No distinction between dignity and inferiority, no rules, you can't be left. β
This was said indifferently, but for the steward, it was undoubtedly the most ruthless ruling.
The steward's hands and feet were suddenly paralyzed, and he couldn't get up on the ground for a while.
His family is supported by his own salary, and he has a lot of family, according to his qualifications, except for the Luo family, there is no better treatment.
After Steward Qi finished speaking, he held a cigarette gun in his hand and said to the others: "Don't worry, you guys are doing a good job." β
He took another puff and added Fushou paste to his cigarette gun, although it was a very harmful medicine to humans, but for a big ghost like Butler Qi, it could only be regarded as a concoction - but the taste was indeed very pleasant.
After Steward Qi finished pumping, he leaned lightly on the armrest, looking slightly loose.
Then he continued:
"The guards at the door......"
"I've been guarding it for three years. β
"I'm lazy, it looks like I'm no longer young and strong, so let's quit. β
Steward Qi waved his hand when he said this, and asked the kneeling stewards to get up.
"Recruit a few people who are stronger than them to come in, I remember what the new Cantonese from Shanghai opened, what kind of arena? There are a few good ones, go and bring them back. β
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The Great Change.
The low-level minions have a big blood exchange.
From the guards guarding the gate to the young men who watched the warehouse, they almost clicked one by one.
Some are warnings, but some are directly resigned!
For a while, everyone in the house was panicked.
But correspondingly.
The atmosphere in the house is clear.
This is the style of the Qi housekeeper.
From this point of view, Steward Qi and Luo Zi, who was affected in this life, are "their masters and servants" - they don't care about the thoughts of their subordinates, they only pay attention to the efficiency and results after the things are done, in their opinion, if there is an incident such as a riot among their subordinates, then kill them and replace them.
It couldn't be easier.
Presumably, this is also the reason why Chief Qi has quickly become one of the important figures among the old people.
And the biggest difference between them is that Chief Qi wears a mask of kindness, while Luo Zi is completely disdainful that he doesn't even have to wear a mask.
Of course, there is also a difference that Luo Zi will usually stop after he finishes speaking.
And Mr. Qi ......
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"Shangqun, are we really going to do this?"
At night, in a box on the second floor of Liuxiang Restaurant, there were still several young men drinking.
Although they were dressed differently, they all had a thick layer of cocoons at the tiger's mouth.
One of the men, who had a piece of hair missing, held a wine glass in his hand, and with hesitation and uneasiness between his eyebrows, said to the other man in the upper seat.
"It's not good to do this!" the man took a sip of his drink and muttered, "After all, he has been the master of the family for three years!"
When he said the words "Lord's house", the man's voice was already very low.
But someone next to him heard it, and the man with a mole on his lips heard it as if he was stimulated, and his hand holding the wine glass slammed on the table, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
I saw the man with the mole on the corner of his lip hateful: "The master of the fart!"
"A young master who has just become an adult and plays with a female cousin - and he ~ mother pretends to be noble with Lao Tzu!"
The man spoke very uncleanly: "Ten boards, ten boards, mom~!"
Speaking of this, the man seemed to have been greatly humiliated, slammed the wine glass in his hand on the table again, and roared: "If you don't let you serve, you won't let you serve, and if you drive Lao Tzu out, you will have to execute Lao Tzu!"
This man was one of the guards guarding the warehouse before, and when he first came to the house, he was supposed to be a security guard. But later, due to unclean hands and feet, he was sent to the third warehouse area to see the gate.
Before being kicked out, because he felt that he had no chance, when he came out, he used his hands and feet on a maid, and was caught by Chief Qi and beaten ten boards.
The man yelled drunken and hazy, "I still can't look down on it!"
At this time, the man on the throne called Shangqun took a sip of his glass.
In order to hide the disdain that flashed in his eyes.
After drinking, Shangqun looked at the man with a missing piece of hair with a smile and said, "Why, Amu, they all kicked us out - we are not descendants of the Luo family anymore, and you still speak for them?"
"Look at you, who was born and died for the Lord's family, and got eight stitches on his head, and now? Aren't you going to sweep the floor out of the house? Are you not angry and unconvinced?"
After the group finished speaking, the men next to him all sneered.
The man named Amu struggled for a while, sighed, and then, as if he had made up his mind, he slammed a hammer on the table, and said in a hard voice: "Brother Shangqun, you are right! I, Amu, was born and died for his Luo family, and now I am kicked out without even saying a word! I am not convinced!"
"I'll do it with you!"
Amu looked at Shangqun seriously and said.
Shangqun smiled and said, "Good brother, when I become a small leader under Mr. Wang, I will definitely not treat you badly!"
"Here, cheers!" Shang Qun raised his glass, in high spirits.
But I didn't notice the moment Amu lowered his head, a sneer flashed in his eyes-
Mr. Qi said:
Or kill this group of unfaithful and unrighteous traitors without a trace.
Amu's eyes flashed dark red. (To be continued.) )