Chapter 8: The Big Guy's Sweet Bun (8)
Lu Shaoqian raised his eyebrows slightly.
After a pause, he lightly hooked his lips and nodded: "Well, it's amazing." ”
Her standard level is almost on par with his.
For the good side, he will not be stingy with compliments.
I saw that the girl's eyes were shining, and there was a hint of anticipation.
"Then, Mr. Lu, do you lack bodyguards?"
She clenched her small pink fist, her face full of seriousness, "I am confident that I will definitely be able to be qualified for the position of bodyguard." ”
As soon as these words came out, there was silence all around.
Duck Duck almost fell in Xiang Xing's head.
I couldn't help wailing: [Little Ancestor! Have you forgotten Lu Shaoqian's character again! ]
Before founding the Ann Group, Lu Shaoqian had served in a special, species, work, battle, department, and team......
It's too unrealistic to be his bodyguard, maybe one person can top ten bodyguards!
Duck Duck suddenly felt that his duckling's heart was about to be broken......
"Yes, you can."
“……”
As soon as these words came out, everyone around them suddenly looked at their young master like ghosts.
What......?
When did the young master ever lack bodyguards!
Even Xiang Xing was shocked by the man's unhesitating answer.
Blinking misty, she looked at him.
She thought he would have to ask at least a few more interview questions.
"I have one condition, though."
Lu Shaoqian endured the desire in his heart to reach out and rub the little confused head in front of him fiercely, and returned to his normal color.
"Your bodyguard's salary must be used to pay for Su Qingzhe's paid leave pay during his hospitalization."
…… Yes?
Xiang Xing was stunned.
Afraid that she wouldn't understand, Lu Shaoqian chuckled and continued to add, "You injured my general manager, don't you plan to make up for the loss of my company's operations these days?" ”
Oh......
Xiang Xing suddenly realized and nodded.
It seems to make a lot of sense.
Anyway, she just wanted to stay here.
Whether there is a salary or something, it doesn't seem to matter that much.
Well.
"Alright, if you agree, let's come in and have breakfast."
Lu Shaoqian glanced at the girl, then turned around and walked back into the house.
……
on the dining table.
Lu Shaoqian, no, including Zhou Bo and the servants around him, all looked at the girl who was messing with the dinner plate with her eyes down.
His eyes were amazed.
I saw that after she stacked the toast omelette neatly, she took a small dinner knife and made a few strokes on it.
Then, with a careful knife, the whole toast egg was cut into regular sixteen small squares.
As if in awe, he closed his eyes, and after praying something, he ate it one bite at a time, chewed it carefully, and tasted it.
Zhou Bo and the others looked confused.
It's just an ordinary toast omelette, and she actually ate it with a precious sense of sacredness......
Everyone subconsciously looked at Lu Shaoqian.
saw that his young master was stunned, staring at her every move fixedly.
The hands holding the knife and fork trembled slightly.
Such a woman reminded him inexplicably of that snowy night five years ago.
Lu Shaoqian's eyes were slightly trance-like.
This slender and weak girl, has she also experienced that?
Thinking of this, the man retracted his thoughts, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly.
He was really interested in her past.
——
After breakfast, Xiang Xing was thrown into his off-road vehicle by Lu Shaoqian.
"This weekend, I don't go to work, we go shopping."
Seeing her blank gaze, Lu Shaoqian smiled and started the engine.
"Your daily necessities, Uncle Zhou will prepare them for you, but you have to choose your own clothes and the like."
He paused, turned his face sideways, and raised his eyebrows slightly at her, "After all, Uncle Zhou's aesthetics are not good." ”