The newcomer who came to apply for the job, with a little apprehension and excitement, stood at the door of the general manager's office.

She wore a gentle purple raffia puff sleeve dress, her long hair of the same color was tied to her left shoulder, and the small black leather shoes on her feet were shiny, reflecting the slight shyness hidden in her low-hanging green eyes. She also carried a large chintz-sewn tote bag with a small front bag hanging from it, a detail that revealed the owner's information, perhaps not long ago, she was studying at a boarding school, and some girls' schools or church schools equip students with this gadget.

Perfect!

Duchamp shouted excitedly in his heart.

Ever since the announcement for the assistant to the president was placed at the door, this was the first job that made him feel extremely satisfied.

Serta was smiling as she finally had a suitable replacement for Emma.

To be on the safe side, it's better to ask as usual.

"Have you ever been to school, and what are your specialties?"

"Well, my name is Sharon Kruger, and I'm an orphan who grew up in a welfare home. I went to church school, I learned knitting, cooking, home economics, painting in orphanages and schools. I'm very diligent, and no matter how messy the room is, I can keep it in order. I especially love small animals and small babies, and in the orphanage, I was able to take care of 6 babies when I was 9 years old. Also, I ......"

The newcomer who was too nervous was obviously memorizing the lines he had prepared.

When she was 12 years old, Serta had to interrupt her.

"Honey, it seems that you have been very happy in the welfare home, and I am very happy for you. But let's talk about work for now. For example, why did you want to apply for this position, the assistant to the president of the Green Leaf Society? ”

"Ah, yes, that's right, the teacher at the orphanage thinks I'm sixteen years old, and I have a diploma from Sunday school, so I should come out and earn my own living. Then, they gave me a sum of money. I thought I might as well take the money and take a happy trip first, knowing that I've never traveled far away. Then I decided to come to Rulei to see what the big city was like. ”

"Getting to the point." Serta accentuated her tone a little.

"That's almost to the point. Yesterday I just took the train to Rure, and after getting off at the train station, I was wandering around the city, and then I saw a lot of people in the square, and a lot of handsome guys singing and dancing on it. You know, there are very few boys in the orphanage, let alone all handsome guys, so I stood there and saw the end all the time. This morning, I was wandering around the street, and I was going to use my little savings to buy a small box that could play music, and as I was walking, I suddenly saw a recruitment notice for the Green Leaf Club! I think this must be the instructions of the goddess. ”

When the newcomer said this, he stared at Duchamp a few times, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Oh my God, you are the lead singer of that band last night, I remember that you learned a wolf howl last night, exactly the same as the wolf howl in the wilderness!" ”

It felt so good to be enveloped in the light of the fans, and Duchamp felt his whole body float, and he winked at Serta, indicating that he was satisfied.

Serta patiently listened to the newcomer all the time, and then said: "But my dear, there is still a certain gap between your expertise and the job of the president's assistant, otherwise, I will arrange for you to follow Emma for an internship first, and then how about officially joining the company when you are qualified for the position of assistant to the president?" ”

"Thank you so much, as you wished!" The newlyweds bowed happily.

"Wait!" A voice rang out from the skewers.

Irina walked in through the doorway, and she took a closer look at the newcomer with a mysterious smile on her face.

"It's good that you like the culture of the Green Leaf Club and the president of the Green Leaf Society, but after listening to your introduction, it seems that what you are good at is just housekeeping and babysitting."

Since Irina walked in, the temperature in the room was instantly lowered by ten degrees of the queen's pressure.

Irina walked up to Duchamp and stuffed the strip in her hand to Duchamp: "The materials you want, take this strip, you can get it immediately, the research and development progress must be accelerated, I will see results this month." ”

The businesswoman glanced at it out of the corner of her eye, and the newcomer who had never seen the world was directly frightened and trembled, twisting the side of her skirt with her two hands, not knowing how to tell the difference. She cupped her eyes and suddenly smiled.

"People want to make the best use of what they are good at, and they must be placed in the most suitable position. It just so happens that I have been annoyed by a matter recently, I have a daughter, I am only 9 years old this year, I have been too busy with work recently, and I have less time to spend with her, which makes her very unhappy, are you willing to share this heavy responsibility for me? ”

"But Irina! This is recruiting an assistant for the president of the Green Leaf Society. Duchamp protested in a disgruntled whisper.

The businesswoman flashed behind her lenses. "Is your business more important, or is mine more important?"

Dushang felt cold all over his body, his neck shrank in fright, and he turned his eyes to the newcomer who came to apply, hoping that she could insist on staying in the Green Leaf Club.

Irina killed all his hopes with a single word.

"Becoming a maid in the Ryan Ford family is three times the salary of the assistant to the president of the Green Leaf Society!" Irina looked at the newcomer and smiled, "If you can make Alyssa happy, double it again." ”

Duchamp, who was overwhelmed, decadently pinched the little strip that Irina had given him, watched his fans' eyes gleam with gold coins, bowed to him with a slight apology, and happily followed Irina away.

"I heard that Alyssa's temper has become bigger recently, and Irina also has a headache, this little girl is indeed very suitable for taking care of children, so let it be for Irina, I will recruit you a suitable assistant to the president soon." Serta was empathetic in her persuasion.

Duchamp smiled reluctantly, but he couldn't hide his frustration. It was hard to have a bright color in life, but it was snatched away by Irina again.

It was nearly noon, and at the urging of Serta, Duchamp still wore the black suit of the previous night's performance, combed his hair, and went to the banquet of the old marquise.

Remembering that last night Olivier called his grandmother 'Her Royal Highness the Princess', Duchamp couldn't help but be in awe. When it comes to age and backup, this old grandmother is probably also a figure at the level of Olivier's aunt.

When he arrived at the place, he told the waiter that he was coming to the Golden Rose Hall for a banquet, and the waiter led him into the largest and most luxurious hall in the hall. Before I even walked in, I heard melodious musical instruments and laughter coming from inside.

When he arrived in the hall, Duchamp saw that everyone else was here except him, and Olivier sat on the side of the grandmother, playing the lute and chatting with the grandmother, at first glance it looked like a grandmother.

The old grandmother was in high spirits, wearing a fuchsia dress and skirt, sitting in the middle, and pulling the family with everyone.

Seeing that everyone was gathered, Serta whispered to the waiter to open the table.

The main meal attended by the grandmother herself, and the time when Duchamp paid for it himself, there was a great leap in the level, and the sea and land delicacies were served one after another. Duchamp recalled the meal he had eaten in the palace and found it to be less luxurious than this one. He cherished the tableware that could be called a handicraft, and kept wondering whether to put away one or two things while people were not paying attention.

The old lady sat at the chair of the table, with Dietrie on her left and Olivier on her right, and while she dined, she asked Dietrie about the situation in the family. After Dietrie had already told the story, her eyes narrowed, and she complimented Dietrie for her calmness and grace compared to the frivolous Duke of Kane.

At the end of lunch, the waiters served a tray to each member of the band with a special gift – a VIP card for the Elon Estella branded with a glittering golden rose motif, which allowed the holder to dine and stay. It was a great honor, and everyone hurriedly thanked the old marquise for her grace.

Duchamp knew in his heart that this was clearly something for Olivier, and it was better to keep it as a collector's item.

When the feast was over, Olivier said goodbye to the old lady and the princes, and said unhappily, "I am really unhappy that I will catch the train back soon." ”

Everyone hurriedly comforted him, and collectively sent him to the train, watching the train drive away.

Duchamp waved his hand to the departing train, turned around to wipe the sweat beads from his head, and complained: "Life is finally back on track!" The crowd burst into laughter.