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The next day, after thinking about it, Chen Xingsi went to the butler center first. He didn't know anything about the rules of Ice Blue City, and it was easy to make jokes without anyone guiding him. Just like yesterday, he seemed to ask very inappropriate questions.

He looked up a lot of information about the canonization of territories last night, most of which were canonized by the principality of the principality. The parliamentary designation is more like a "hidden rule". There are few information and the language is unknown. It seems that someone who knows the way must be consulted. Just work.

At half past nine in the morning, Chen Xing brought two maids to the butler center, and an energetic old butler received him.

"My Lord Baron, good morning." The old butler stood straight and bowed in salute.

Regardless of the tone, gestures or eyes, they are humble and elegant, which can easily make people feel good.

"I want to find a housekeeper." Chen Xing said.

"For you." The old butler brought Chen Xing into the butler center. The lobby is very small, only a hundred square meters, the decoration is very simple, mainly in black, it looks formal and serious.

Across the lobby is a garden, with small bridges and flowing water, and the fragrance of birds and flowers, but it reveals a serious and old-fashioned, one flower and one tree, in order, as if planted and arranged according to strict rules.

Looking around, the garden is surrounded by a circle of houses, just like a nursing home on the earth.

The old housekeeper introduced, "There are 173 unemployed housekeepers living here. They have very rich experience and knowledge, and have served many old ladies. For some reasons, the family they serve can no longer pay for them. So they stay here temporarily, waiting..."

Hearing this, Chen Xing couldn't help frowning. To put it harder, the people living here are bereaved dogs, and just listening to them is unhappy.

Seeing Chen Xing’s doubts, the old housekeeper smiled slightly and explained, “As long as anyone can live here, their character and ability have been tested by time.”

"How can you guarantee their loyalty?" Chen Xing asked. In fact, this is what he worries most. Unlike other professions, butlers are very close to the master and master most of the master's situation. If you have a double heart, you can dig a big hole. He has been pitted by Aaron once, and he has been bitten by a snake for fear of straw ropes, and he does not want to have a second time.

"Unfortunately, we can't make any guarantee." The old butler replied with a very sincere attitude. He paused, and then said, "But for thousands of years, butlers betray their masters very rarely. Not only will the parties be nailed to the stigma, the entire family will also be implicated, and they will be marked by the blood of the betrayer. For hundreds of years, the passage to become a vassal is almost completely closed."

"Then how should I choose?" Chen Xing asked again.

"Fate," the old butler nodded, his eyes piercing.

"Fate?" Chen Xing was puzzled.

"You might as well sit down, have a cup of black tea in the garden, and stroll around." The old butler smiled gently, "As long as you come a few times, you will always see a suitable one."

Chen Xing understood that this "fate" is probably similar to the "eye-to-eye" that Old Monster Black said. So Chen Xing found a place to sit down in the garden, and the old butler brought black tea and refreshments.

After sitting for about twenty minutes, a slightly fat middle-aged housekeeper came over. He has a serious face and walks closer, his eyes on Chen Xing.

The two maids behind him stayed for a while, then faced Chen Xing and bowed and said, "Sir, please forgive me for suggesting that your two maids may have lost your respect."

Hearing this, Li Mei was okay. Ye Qian's eyebrows were erected immediately, and her voice was unhappy, "Hey, uncle, how do you talk." She was born in grassroots and forgot her grace as soon as she got up. Speak straight and do not show mercy to the other party.

Perhaps it was stimulated by Ye Qian’s attitude, the middle-aged housekeeper’s volume increased a bit, “First of all, as a qualified maid, you should look straight ahead and watch the master’s every move. It looks so full of curiosity, it would not seem serious enough."

"Secondly, your coat is ironed, but your servant skirt has not been carefully combed, leaving a total of four folds."

"And you..." the middle-aged housekeeper looked at Li Mei, "Your belt is reddish, it doesn't match your servant outfit, and the knot is big on one side and small on the other..."

The middle-aged butler was talking eloquently, and the faces of the two women were a little ugly.

"Hey, hey, my friend, is it a bit inappropriate for you to tell my maid in front of me?" Chen Xing said.

The middle-aged housekeeper flushed suddenly and looked very embarrassed. After holding back for a long time, he said, "I'm sorry, this is my professional habit and my professional ethics. If you feel disrespectful, I apologize to you."

"It's okay." Chen Xing raised his hand and said he didn't care, but he didn't invite the other party to sit down either.

Seeing that his attitude was not cold or cold, the middle-aged butler smiled and left.

After a while, another housekeeper came over. He looked old, with gray hair, but his waist was straight.

"Sir, is it convenient to bother you?" the grey-haired butler nodded and asked. The face is kind and personable.

"Please sit down." Chen Xing made a gesture, and Ye Qian stepped forward and pulled the chair away, inviting him to sit down.

"Thank you." The gray-haired butler shook the tail of the tuxedo back, sat down, and asked, "Is the sir newcomer to your place?"

"Yes..." Chen Xing nodded and admitted. It's hard to conceal this kind of thing, so it's better to say it outright. This is also his biggest concern. He is unfamiliar with the place here and is easily deceived. The butler is also the closest person, unless he knows his roots, he dare not take it back easily.

"How did you see it?" Chen Xing couldn't help asking, does he look so much like a turtle?

"Haha..." The butler smiled slightly, and said, "The black Dragonscale Guard uniform you wear is a popular item from last year. This year, a white floral tailored dress and a pink shirt are popular."

"Teached." Chen Xing bowed his hands earnestly.

"Sir, you're polite. I'm just staying in the city a little longer, it's no big deal." The gray-haired butler said modestly, then changed the conversation and said again, "Ice Blue City has a lot of rules in the aristocratic circle. It takes a certain amount of time to adapt. But I believe that with Mr.'s wisdom, he will soon learn."

"I hope..." Chen Xing sighed. Facing the complicated rules of Ice Blue City, he felt tremendous pressure. Although he was a man for three generations, he was at the bottom of society, and he knew how to circle the noble circle.

Seeing that he was not in high spirits, the butler changed the subject and talked about interesting things about the aristocratic circle of Ice Blue City.

"In this city, if you want to talk about the favorite topics of the masters, there are nothing more than three..." The butler stretched out his hand and pointed out, "War, court fashion, three princes and concubines."

"Three princes and concubines?" Chen Xing asked curiously. He knows the third prince and concubine Triris, the ruler of the south of the Ambergris River, the southern queen in the "South Queen and North Princess".

"The three princes and concubines are hailed as the world's first beauty, she is unparalleled in beauty, and she is the best in the world. However, there are very few people who have seen her true face. She is very simple and very low-key. Every time there is a rumor about her, it will arouse The hot discussion of the lords..."

The butler said enthusiastically, but Chen Xing knew all this, and Cuilisi was too far away from him, could not be seen or touched, and had little interest.

Afterwards the two chatted for a while, the housekeeper saw Chen Xing's expression dull, and he was not willing to get into the subject, so he got up and quit. However, he left his name and contact information, so he can be found at any time if necessary.

Then, until the evening, Chen Xing contacted several housekeepers, and they all felt so normal. It is neither good nor bad, but there is no strong desire to hire.

Just as Chen Xing left the front entrance of the Butler Center, a gap was opened in the side door behind, and a thin old man squeezed out.

"Thank you so much. Without you, I don't know where to find it." The old man nodded and bowed to the person in the door, expressing his gratitude.

"It's all part of my internal affairs, I can help you, please go slowly." After receiving the response from the insider, the old man left from the side alley.

Walking into the street, the old man took out a delicate little note from his pocket.

"Room 209, No. 402, Tianshui Alley..."

He muttered to himself, folded the note into his underwear pocket, pressed his hat, and stepped forward quickly.

About half an hour later, the old man came to the address on the note. It was an old wooden apartment building with three floors. The wooden boards on the exterior walls were a bit wet and cracked, but they were cleaned up. There are flower pots hanging under the windows of every house, blooming pink and purple. Small flowers, chic and elegant.

The old man walked into the gate and pushed open the double wooden fence door. The light in the hall was a bit dim, and when the footsteps sounded, the light bulb hanging from the ceiling lit up. The orange-red light illuminates the surroundings, revealing the dark wooden staircase ahead.

Sound control lights.

In Ice Blue City, electric lights are the mark of the poor, and the rich use candlelights and oil lamps. The old man leaned on the wooden handrail and walked upstairs cautiously. Since this building is made of wood, he was afraid that the noise would affect other residents.

"Two thousand four, twenty five, two six..."

He counted the number and walked over and stopped at the end of the passage. There was a lot of paint off the door in front of me, and there was a bronze medal of "209" hanging beside the door frame, and the doorbell was underneath.

"Ding Dong..."

I pressed the doorbell and heard heavy footsteps inside, and then the door opened.

A tall shadow fell on the ground, blocking the lights in the house.

"Old friend, long time no see."