I thought that the first to arrive would be Ximen Zongjiro, but some people obviously came earlier than them.

The young man who came early in the morning and waited for him all morning was called Yohji Miyazaki, and his status in the heart of the young master was slightly higher than that of Simon and the others.

After all, for various reasons, Kyogokuhiko was taken care of for nearly a year after his birth, and the status of a nanny is naturally higher than that of an errand.

As soon as Kyogokuhiko saw Yohji Miyazaki, he knew that he must have started to practice his body again recently, and the aura around his body weakened like this, and he was seriously ill in a few days, "If you don't have a good rest, your body will not be able to hold on." ”。

"You're not qualified to speak of me." Yohji Miyazaki smiled and flicked Kyogohiko's head with a fever reducer, "My face is so pale, have you stayed up late late lately to catch up with the manuscript?" ”

"I can only write at night." Kyogokuhiko covered his head and stared at Yohji Miyazaki with dead fish eyes, and the softness of his tone would definitely make Ximen Sojiro and others burst into tears on the spot.

Yohji Miyazaki sighed, "I'll help you ask for leave from the editor, so don't write about it in this time." Looking at his expression, Kyogohiko knew that this one not only planned to help him ask for leave, but also planned to skip work from time to time and come over to make a surprise attack to see if he had a good rest.

A babysitter for one day, a nanny for life.

That's not a big deal. Kyogokuhiko blinked, trying to make an innocent and expectant look, and tugged at Yohji Miyazaki's cuffs, "How is Uncle Miyazaki doing?" Are you okay? ”

He asked about Miyazaki Shoichi, but Yohji Miyazaki knew who he really wanted to ask, or he thought he knew, rubbing the young man's soft hair, he replied: "The body is very good, and he is full of anger when he scolds people, and he also said that you will have time to go back, there is something to discuss." ”

After going back to Kyogokuhiko, he froze, grabbed Yohji Miyazaki's hand and looked up and asked, "What did Shinobu Ito do again?" ”

Yohji Miyazaki pinched the bridge of his nose, obviously feeling a little headache when he thought about it, "Shinobu took someone to intercept a batch of goods a few days ago. ”

"Who's that?" It's common for Ito Shinobu to intercept goods, but it can make the first two people so angry Kyogokuhiko searched for possible targets in his mind, "Yamaguchi-gumi? Exhibitor? Flame wolf? ”

"It's Penglie." Yohji Miyazaki sighed, "It looks like Shinobu won't come back, anyway, you have time to go back to your home." ”

Kyogokuhiko's face changed, Ito Shinobu is not a fool, his only purpose in intercepting Penglie's goods is to block the Ssangyong Society, the two are in the honeymoon period of cooperation, if this kind of thing happens, if the other side is irrational, it is now the rhythm of a full-scale war.

It's a bit unbearable. He frowned and grinded his teeth, and said hatefully: "It seems that the fight last time was not heavy enough." ”

"Renjiu was lying in the hospital for more than a week last time, how do you want to fight?" Yohji Miyazaki smiled, a little helpless at his violent tendencies.

Kyogoku pouted, as a wayward emperor who had great achievements such as directly letting the old ministers who dared to threaten him return to his hometown to farm in the early dynasty, and executing the eunuch Ling Chi, who was extremely favored by himself, just carried a whip and slapped Ito Shinobu on his head and face or something, and sure enough, amnesia will make people soft-hearted.

Sending away Yohji Miyazaki, Kyogokuhiko asked the maid to add another coat to himself, obviously he didn't have a fever, but he just felt cold.

There was no way, although he didn't dare to wander around him for the time being because of his ability, but the Yin Qi that remained in the room still made his fragile body feel a little unbearable.

The little young master who is not feeling well has a bad temper at all, and in a bad temper, he never hesitates to let others be bad with him.

So when Takuya Mimura skipped a few classes and rushed over, he was greeted by Kyogokuhiko, who was pale as if he was sitting on the bed in a coat, and the low air pressure around him made people shudder.

There are also broken porcelain pieces in one place.

It's really a good idea to immediately make up the scene where the little young master loses his temper and smashes the cup.

Seeing Takuya Mimura, Kyogokuhiko's tense face relaxed slightly, and he beckoned to him with his chin high: "Come here." ”

"Don't just greet me like a dog." Takuya Mimura muttered like this, but his body walked to the side of the bed very honestly, leaning down to help the little master tidy up his slightly messy clothes.

will be so depressed because the collar of his clothes is tied to his neck that he falls to the ground, and he is probably the only one in the world who can have a bad temper like this.

Kyogohiko swept his expression and could see what Taku Mimura was also thinking, and snorted arrogantly, "Don't I even have the right to dispose of unreasonable servants?" ”

"Of course there is, of course there is." Takuya Mimura smiled good-naturedly, "All dismissed?" When he came, he only saw that the old housekeeper who had worked in the Jingji family for decades and could retire long ago was busy, and who let the little young master resign was always a whole group of people who resigned together.

"I have been in the company for two months but I can't even do my most basic orders, do you want to keep them for rice?" Kyogokuhiko raised an eyebrow, "I don't need such incompetent housekeepers and servants. ”

That being said, it is really a headache to be unable to find a suitable housekeeper for a long time, and it is really impossible to understand why that group of applicants can't do it.

A flock of straw bales!

"If you quit, you quit." Takuya Mimura sighed and took out a beautifully wrapped food box from his school bag, "I waited in line for an hour to buy the limited dumplings at the cat house. "I knew that someone had a bad temper when he was sick, so he specially bought it to give him a haircut.

The elegant and solemn wooden food box is wrapped in intricate silk cloth on the outside, the dumplings inside are soft and glutinous, and the thin red bean paste is faintly visible under the slightly translucent glutinous rice skin, which is carefully made into the shape of a cat's paws, and the tender pink embellishment is used as a meat pad, which exquisitely makes people can't bear to swallow and salivate.

The sweet glutinous rice dumplings can please the discerning young master at any time, but Kyogokuhiko saw the goose-yellow corner in Mimura Takuya's schoolbag with sharp eyes, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Oh, do you still have a treasure hidden and refuse to give it?" ”

Takuya Mimura lowered his head and found the plastic lunch box lying in his schoolbag, and couldn't help but smile helplessly, "This is the wrong one with my classmate, I changed it with him at noon, and I was in a hurry to get his back when I left." As he spoke, he took out the lunch box, a scarce lunch box that was cheap for their living class, with faded corners and scratches from countless washes and long uses, and a label with the owner's name on the side of the box.

"Taro Yamada? Haven't you heard of it, which one? Kyogokuhiko opened the lunch box, which contained rice and vegetables, and the rice was poured with brown gravy, and most of it had already been eaten.

"It's not from a family you'll know, but he's an interesting person." Takuya Mimura covered the lunch box and stuffed it back into his bag, and when he looked up, he saw Kyogokuhiko squirming his lips with a calm face, as if he was savoring something, "Hey, you shouldn't do it"

"It doesn't look good, but it tastes good, although the seasoning is rough and the ingredients are super poor, but it adds some unique family flavor." Kyogokuhiko nodded, commenting that the person who had just taken a bite was not himself, "That classmate of yours is very short of money." ”

"Huh?" Takuya Mimura's eyes widened in surprise, "How do you know?" "Taro Yamada wasn't very short of money, he was very special and extremely short of money, and he was so short of money that he couldn't imagine it.

"The inferior lunch boxes sold at a big discount in the supermarket are backward in style for at least ten years, and no matter how nostalgic they are, they will not be like this; The ingredients in the meals were terrible and cheap, and the vegetables were grown themselves. Kyogokuhiko said, a smile like a little devil on his face, "Or do you want to convince me that he wants to experience life on a whim?" ”

Takuya Mimura touched his nose, "I know I can't hide it from you." "The brain of this one from childhood to adulthood is the most sober, and it is completely impossible to hide anything in front of him," he is indeed relatively poor, but you" Please tell him that his bad premonition is completely delusional!

"Let him cook for me." Kyogokuhiko shattered his illusions without mercy, "Although I think it is a great honor to be able to serve my meal, it is also quite a good pastime to occasionally give a small reward to a good servant. He paused, stretched out a palm and spread it out, "Half a million a month, only ask for breakfast and dinner, and I allow him to bring back the ingredients that can't be used up, how about it?" ”

How is it? Takuya Mimura felt that he could already make up the expression of Taro Yamada's eyes and holding his hand as if he had seen a savior, and suddenly felt a blow to his heart, and said with difficulty: "I'll go and discuss it with him."

"The price is completely negotiable." Kyogokuhiko generously said that he was determined to get what he wanted, no matter what its actual value was, "and I could introduce him to a lot of extra jobs." The young master, who is well-connected in the upper class, smiled proudly, and inserted a knife in Mimura Takuya's heart, "I also need a text proofreading assistant, the handyman of the Ximen family has been short of people, and the LME needs temporary field notes and dragon roles." He cites a long list of temporary part-time jobs with good pay, flexible working hours, and suitable for students, which completely struck Takuya Mimura into a wilting eggplant.

Kyogohiko knew that with Mimura Takuya's connections, he could get a good job and introduce it to Taro Yamada, but unfortunately according to this person's consistent personality, he didn't realize this path at all, so he let himself take the lead.

Takuya Mimura silently reflected on his stupidity for three seconds, and said: "I can't fully represent what he meant, anyway, you can talk to him about specific matters." He had no doubt that Taro Yamada would be eager to take on a job with a steady salary and many benefits, and he had no position to oppose it.

In addition to being 10,000 worried, this little young master is moody, and Yamada-kun can't cope with it!

After going through Kyogokuhiko's words in his mind, Takuya Mimura suddenly remembered something, and said in surprise: "You're still writing novels?!" ”

"Thought I was joking?" Kyogokuhiko chewed the ball and glared at him, "Giving up halfway is something that only fools do." And just watching the old man's old friend's blue and white expressions when he saw his work was enough to give him the motivation to continue.

I really thought that those young adult literary novels full of love sour smell were played by you on a whim

For the umpteenth time, Takuya Mimura felt that he was a complete fool in front of Kyogokuhiko.