"Oh, by the way, bring the housekeeper of the capital with you, and treat it as a lesson to them."

……

Joint company, financial center.

"Mr. Bert, I always feel that the eyes of that person in Hall are wrong, and the calmer his reaction is, the more chilling it feels, so let's stop it early, old man! Otherwise, I always feel like he's going to turn his face. ”

"Oh, my old friend, what are you afraid of? A yellow-haired boy can still turn the sky upside down. ”

"But he ......"

"I know that he knows how to lead troops to fight and can turn Orlanton upside down, but leading troops to fight is to lead soldiers to fight, and managing finances is managing finances.

He knows how to lead troops to fight, which is true, and it can even be said that he is a genius who is rare in a hundred years, but can he understand the truth in this gold coin? ”

"In case ......"

"Hahaha, old man, the old man now says that he knows everything, up to astronomy, down to geography, do you believe it?

He, a boy in his early twenties, understands the sophistication of human feelings, and understands the fragrance of this copper smell?

He understands leading troops to fight, does he also understand this kind of thing?

Could it be that he was born to know?

Don't think about it, it's because he doesn't understand these people that he will stare at us with his neck, and in two years, he will understand something, and he will have hair on his mouth, so he won't have that kind of unrealistic idea. ”

The old butler, Mr. Bert, shook off his new clothes, and the short dresses of the best materials and were well cut set off his temperament like a wise man who had read poetry and books.

With a smile on his face, he took out a delicate silk cloth from his pocket, turned it open, poured out a part of the tea leaves that radiated spiritual brilliance inside, and soaked it in hot water.

He shook the teapot very leisurely.

"Whoa!"

The tea is thrown into the teapot like a flying thread, and soon the refreshing aroma spreads from the small teacup.

"Whoa......

Mr. Bert gently pushed the teacup, placed it in front of the old man opposite, and said, "Lorne, my old friend, the old man has a few pieces of tea here, you are a good tea person, why don't you taste it, how about this tea?" ”

The old butler named Lorne was attracted by the fragrant smell, and several times he wanted to stretch out his hand, and several times he retracted his outstretched hand, and wrote the tangled all over his body.

His throat moved slightly, he swallowed, pointed to the tea leaves on the table, and said, "Mr. Bert, this ......"

"Don't worry, this cup of tea is the cup that the old man drank when the kid was on patrol." Mr. Bert showed a ostentatious expression and smiled, "He wished Pinhall a beautiful scenery outside, as if everything was his credit."

But in fact, if it weren't for us old people pushing behind, would he have his current status?

Old man, you said yes or no. ”

Lorne was silent, speechless.

So Mr. Bert poured himself a cup of tea and said with a smile: "He wants the scenery, okay!" Let's let him be beautiful, he can be in charge alone, but our credit can't be wasted!

These ......"

Mr. Bert's voice paused for a moment, pointed to the fragrant tea made from spiritual plants in front of the two of them, and said seriously: "We all deserve it." ”

When he had finished speaking, the room fell silent, and it seemed unusually quiet, except for the tea leaves floating in the cup.

A moment later.

"But that kid killed so many people, I'm afraid he'll jump off the wall." In the end, Lorne brushed off all cover-ups and voiced his biggest concerns.

Who doesn't want glory and wealth, who doesn't want to wear gold and silver, who doesn't want the clothes of subordinates, who doesn't want a few wives and concubines?

Even at his age, he wanted to, but he had concerns.

His distant relatives were originally on duty at the king's palace, and he had heard from his relatives about Zhu Pinghol's vicious methods under the disguise of good intentions.

The boss used to use the castle of the Hall family as a bomb without blinking, sending the entire Kingdom Guard into the sky.

The boss fought his way through the palace gate with a knife in his hand, and that night, the blood flew and finally came out with a blood-stained crown in one hand to declare victory.

This boss has so many stories that have not yet been widely heard......

This world is closed to information, and Zhu Ping has risen too fast, few people can know how sharp this seemingly kind young man with a smile on his face is wielding a butcher's knife.

Could a butler like Bert not have heard of this?

No! He'd heard it.

But this kind of news reached Bert's ears.

It's like someone who breaks the world record and wins the championship, which sounds amazing at first, but then what? It's just a novelty, and I still don't care about it.

will even muttered in his heart, what is bullish, whoever is on it can do it, everyone is human, as if no one can do it with a sliding shovel.

The aroma of tea leaves in the room became more and more intense.

Bert smoothed his shirt and smiled, "What can he do if he's so powerful outside?" Let's just say that the old man has been drinking the tea in front of us for a month, and he is almost tired of drinking it, and I haven't seen what he can do!

Does he dare to cure the old man's sin? No! The old man swore to the gods, he wouldn't dare!

Old folk! You think too much, we are an important pillar of the United Company, even if this kid Hall is dissatisfied, what can he do?

If he is dissatisfied, let him suffer slowly!

He'll get used to it when he's older! This is the law of this world, and even he cannot disobey it.

You can taste this tea. ”

Lorne carefully picked up the teacup, his throat rising and falling.

In the end, the fragrant taste still made his last worries disappear, so that he involuntarily drank the tea in his hand.

"Old man, you've finally figured it out!" Mr. Bert narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Lorne, who had drunk all the good tea, flattened his mouth and said, "Old friend, can you give me some of this tea." ”

"Tea pipe is enough!" Bert pushed the teapot over, his smile became more and more obvious, and said, "However, the next time you want to drink such good tea, maybe the old man will ask you." ”

"It should be, it should be." Lorne hurriedly poured himself a large glass.

But just as he picked it up, a young and hearty voice suddenly came from outside.

"Drink, two! Life is full of moisturizing drops! ”

Lorne hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand at the sound of the noise, but Mr. Bert waved his hand, signaling the old friend not to worry about these trivial things.

After being comforted by his old friend, the panic in Lorne's heart slowly put down, drank all the tea leaves in the cup, and sighed: "It's really good tea, why didn't you find it before?" ”

This tea is so sweet, so sweet that it is maddeningly sweet and addictive, and after drinking one cup, you can't help but want another one.

Of course, with such a fragrant taste, it's easy to forget where this tea comes from.

"Lord Hall has arrived, the old man's legs and feet are inconvenient, and I hope to forgive my sins." Mr. Bert bowed.

However, when he got up, he was a little surprised, because Zhu Ping did not arrive alone, and there were two neat teams behind him.

A team of soldiers, a team of foreign butlers.

Bert remained calm and said with a smile: "Lord Hall brought them here to probably arrange an errand for these people!" At this time, it was wrapped around the old man's body. ”

"You're half right, it's just that you don't have to do the errands." Zhu Ping waved forward.

Two sturdy soldiers stepped forward in an instant and blessed the old butler Bert in the center.

Bert was like a thin old hen whose wings were pinched mercilessly, struggling weakly, and suddenly panicked: "Hall, what are you going to do?" ”

"Do you know how to respect the old and love the young, and control an old man with so much effort?" Zhu Ping hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled indifferently: "Don't kill him, otherwise it will be too cheap for him." ”

Hearing Zhu Ping's words, Bert was extremely frightened, and the gorgeous short dress on his body was full of traces because of his struggles in just a few seconds, and he said in horror: "The old man is the head of the financial center, and the joint company needs the old man, and the old man is still useful!" ”

It's just that no matter how hard he struggles, Zhu Ping has no intention of taking another look.

Along with this, the other butler, Lorne, struggled more violently, and seemed to have a stronger desire to survive, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Lord Hall, the old man is here to discuss important business, and it has nothing to do with the guy who was just pulled out.

The old man has never been greedy for a sum of money! The old man is not guilty! ”

"Not guilty?" Zhu Ping picked up the teapot on the table, slammed it, buckled it on the other party's head, and smashed the innocent Lorne with a bloody head.

The tea mixed with the blood and smelled foul.

Zhu Ping sneered: "Innocent? But the tea you drink in your mouth is the blood of countless people! ”

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