After struggling for a few minutes, Wen Jiu still admitted it.

I knew before I came that this mission would be very difficult, but I still came.

Now because of the little problem of the maid outfit, is it worth the money of the big guy?

Is it worth the travel expenses from the company?

Is it worthy of the motherland's cultivation of itself?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

So Wen Jiu decided to overcome the difficulties.

Because she had to change her clothes, she briefly blocked the live broadcast.

The live broadcast room was shady.

Everyone's barrage didn't stop:

[Can I wear that skirt?] You can't pass the trial in a minute when you put it on, right? 】

[Tingwen: Don't do it, what a broken job, it's not worth your sacrifice.] 】

[Auditor No. 102 entered the live broadcast room.] 】

[Hahahaha, I saw the auditor come in, and he was ready to knife the anchor at any time. 】

Wen Jiu didn't care about these barrages.

Fortunately, before coming, Lu Jing prepared a lot of clothes for her, and in order to match these clothes, Wen Jiu also bought a lot of matches.

She wore a lace base under the maid's suit, covering the places that could not be examined, and put on the same color cuff sleeves, and her arms were all covered.

A long skirt of the same color was layered under the skirt, and it was completely integrated with the short skirt under the camera, which was not abrupt at all.

In this way, it has directly changed from the sexy and charming Neon Island nightclub maid style to the elegant British castle butler maid style.

She restarted the stream.

The audience looked at this outfit that was not exposed a little bit from beginning to end, but it looked extremely harmonious, and they were stunned for two seconds before they swiped the screen.

[The auditor leaves the live broadcast room.] 】

[Is this okay?] The anchor is really good, but can you tell me why you still wear sleeves on a business trip? 】

Wen Jiu made up blindly: "Hmm...... I use the concept of traditional Chinese medicine to maintain health, so I prefer to keep warm. ”

[T: The anchor even dabbles in traditional Chinese medicine? I have a medical script that I want the anchor to bring, and I booked the next list in advance! 】

Wen Jiu smiled and faced the camera, no matter whether this promise would be fulfilled or not, she took this fart first as a respect: "Okay! I'll wait for you, the next big guy! ”

After changing his clothes, Wen Jiu planned to sneak away to find Murong Yudie.

Although the housekeeper didn't let it, the house was too big, and there was no surveillance, so she couldn't manage it at all.

Wen Jiu secretly went over, she wouldn't know.

She carried her suitcase and climbed the stairs until she was suspended when she walked, and finally arrived at the place where Murong Yudie was.

Her legs trembled under the long skirt, and she endured not to show it, continuing to maintain the quality of a professional female anchor.

After walking to Murong Yudie's room for a long time, I finally saw someone.

Murong Yudie stood in the middle of the room, wearing a fluffy princess dress with a skirt radius of five meters, surrounded by a bunch of maids. Wen Jiu looked at what they were wearing, and hurriedly instructed the backstage staff: "Code, code, code those maids." ”

In an instant, the maids were beaten to the point that only their faces remained.

Wen Jiu got closer and saw Murong Yudie's appearance clearly.

Her skin was as white as milk, her face was awl, her hair was colorful, her eyes were as big as a comic girl, and her eyelashes were thick like brushes.

At this time, she looked at the hem of her dress, her face was melancholy, and her eyes were full of tears.

Wen Jiu got a little closer and heard the maids apologizing:

"Miss, I'm sorry...... Your skirt is layered and spread out hundreds of meters long, and when you tuck it into the closet, you can only fold it up and store it, and it will be crumpled......"

Murong Yudie became more and more melancholy: "It's none of your business, hey, my father has to use hundreds of square meters of the world's best silk fabric to sew such a huge skirt for me." ”

The maids were moved to tears: "Miss, you are really the kindest girl in the world!" ”

"Miss, we are willing to serve you for the rest of our lives!"

But Murong Yudie looked at her crumpled skirt, and her tears still fell, turning into ...... One pearl after another.

"How am I going to go to the prom today without a smooth skirt?"

Wen Jiu: "......"

Aren't you just wrinkled in your skirt? You can't cry like this, do you?

Won't it be smooth out if you let a few maids pull it?

Wen Jiu really wants to take oxygen!

[Auditor 8 enters the live broadcast room.] 】

[Auditor No. 8: The content of pearl tears lacks scientificity, and the recommendation position on the homepage is cancelled. 】

Wen Jiu: "What the hell is ......"! Do you still need science in the Mary Sue world?

No way! Gotta tribble back!

Otherwise, without homepage recommendation, how can it attract more new fans!

Wen Jiu was in a hurry and quickly explained: "Although it doesn't seem scientific enough, it can be forcibly explained by science...... Pearl tears are actually caused by the condensation of calcium carbonate produced by the special iris of the eye, which is a special lesion of the eye, just like the reason why Xiangfei produces fragrance is because there are special bacteria in her sweat glands......

She crackled and explained a lot, and finally saw the auditor send another message:

[Moderator No. 8: I see, please continue to be scientific with the anchor.] 】

[Auditor No. 8 exited the live broadcast room.] 】

Wen Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, auditor No. 8 is a very reasonable person.

She glanced at the barrage again, and it was already a "hahahaha" swipe.

I don't know if they are laughing at Murong Yudie, or if they are laughing at themselves for forcibly quibbling.

[Human oil: I am so happy to see everyone so happy! 】

[Human Oil Reward Fireworks x100!] 】

Wen Jiu's motivation immediately returned.

She hurriedly took the initiative to run to Murong Yudie's side and continued to advance the task.

"Miss, don't worry, I can let you iron your skirt without taking off your skirt!"

The other maids looked at Wen Jiu with their faces, all of them full of disbelief.

"Hmph, don't brag! You let the eldest lady burn her clothes, what if you hurt the eldest lady?! ”

"That's it, and you have to spread the clothes on a platform so that you can iron them evenly. Now that the clothes are worn on the eldest lady, do you want the eldest lady to lie down and burn you! ”

Oh, look at the way you look like you've never seen the world!

Wen Jiu opened his suitcase and took out a garment steamer!

This is also a big-eared dog co-branded garment steamer, the machine is like a small hair dryer, and there are two big dog ear decorations on the top, which is particularly special and cute.

Murong Yudie was originally a girl less than twenty years old, and she fell into the cute appearance of this garment steamer every minute.

Curious, she asked, "What is this?" ”

Wen Jiu: "This is an heirloom that has been passed down from generation to generation in our family, and it has been passed down for thousands of years!" The principle is to use high-temperature steam to iron clothes, which is very safe and will not hurt people. ”

"You don't have to take off your clothes, standing like this, I can help the eldest lady iron the hem of her skirt!"

Murong Yudie saw that this garment steamer was so cute, and nodded: "Okay, then you can try it." ”

Wen Jiu's one was charged, and she also loaded the water in advance.

She flipped the switch, and within seconds, the water vapor came out.

Wen Jiu manipulated Murong Yudie's skirt.

Everywhere the garment steamer went, the skirt casually changed from a wrinkled state to a flat iron plate!

The kind that can cut people!

Half an hour later, the skirt was all ironed.

All the maids looked at Wen Jiu in amazement, as well as the garment steamer in her hand.

Now, they're convinced.

Murong Yudie looked at her smooth and flat skirt, and left tears of gratitude.

Wen Jiu hurriedly reached out to pick up the pearls she had fallen, so as not to crumple the hem of her skirt again.

She casually stuffed the pearl into her pocket and solemnly promised Murong Yudie: "Miss, don't cry, with me in the future, I will never let your skirt have a trace of wrinkles!" ”

Murong Yudie stopped crying, as if she was infected by Wen Jiu, and her eyes when she looked at Wen Jiu were full of admiration, appreciation, and trust.

She suddenly said to Wen Jiu: "In order to reward you for ironing my skirt, I will reward you with the highest honor of Murong Castle." ”

As soon as Wen Jiu heard the words of the second middle school, his scalp was numb.

You say the highest honor, no...... It can't be kissing your right foot, is it?

Then I'm definitely not going to do it!

Go home in minutes! Resign! No more!

One cannot sacrifice to such an extent for the sake of work!!