Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 580 The Blood Clan’s Loyal Dog Butler vs. the Godly Lady 14

Quan Jiu clicked on the phone screen with his fingertips, and a dark light surged in his eyes:

"Uncle Smith has taken care of grandpa for so many years. It's time for him to retire. I can handle the domestic affairs myself."

The driver has been brainwashed by the old man and is still hesitating:

"But you have never been to China..."

Quan Jiu interrupted him: "Forget it, I'll talk to grandpa myself."

She clicked on the chat dialog box and dialed a number, and the call was quickly picked up.

A slightly serious face appeared on the screen. The old man was about fifty years old. He was a white man with blue eyes. Although he was obviously old, his eyes were not cloudy, but showed a shrewd and sharp look.

Seeing Quan Jiu's face, the serious old man immediately burst into laughter, and the wrinkles on his face were filled with kindness:

"Sil, do you miss grandpa?"

Quan Jiu took off his sunglasses and said helplessly:

"Grandpa, I just came to City C to go to school. I didn't officially take over the company. You sent Special Assistant Smith here, which is completely overkill."

The old man was not happy anymore:

"You have never been to China, and you are not familiar with the place. Grandpa is worried... By the way, Grandpa has arranged a place for you, but there is still a shortage of manpower. If you don't find someone who suits your eyes, Grandpa can arrange it for you.

A few passed."

Quan Jiu pinched his eyebrows and felt helpless at the old man's concern:

"Grandpa, you really don't need it."

Other things are easy to talk about, but on this matter, the old man is particularly insistent.

The two argued for a long time, and finally decided to take a step back.

"Well, I won't let Smith go, but you have to hire a 24-hour personal butler."

Quan Jiu frowned: "I have no problem living alone."

The old man hit the nail on the head: "Can you cook?"

Quan Jiu: "...I can order takeout."

The old man sneered without giving face: "Takeout is not healthy. Besides, can you do laundry?"

Quan Jiu choked: "...There is a washing machine."

The old man waved his hand: "The washing machine can't clean it."

Without waiting for Quan Jiu to speak again, the resolute old man made his decision in one breath.

"That's it, it's settled. Either I send Smith over, or you recruit a housekeeper. Choose one of the two. It's up to you."

Quan Jiu: "..."

She had a headache and rubbed her forehead: "I choose the second option."

…

"Miss, these are the applicant's information."

Quan Jiu raised his head and saw the information about half a person's height, and frowned slightly: "So many?"

Driver: "I can't help it, you gave me too much."

An annual salary of 500,000 yuan after tax is more than the income of many small company executives.

Quan Jiu put down his phone, thought about it seriously, and made a few requests:

"He must be handsome, over 1.8 meters tall, weigh no more than 150 kilograms, have outstanding work ability, and have a calm personality."

"No bachelor's degree or below is required, a master's degree is preferred, those who can cook are preferred, those with management experience are preferred, and those with abdominal muscles are preferred."

The driver originally listened attentively, but when he heard the last sentence, he stared at Quan Jiu in astonishment.

"Do you still have to have abs?"

Is this a butler selection or a beauty pageant?

Quan Jiu saw his doubts and raised his eyebrows: "Is there a problem?"

The driver shook his head like a rattle: "No problem!"

After all her troubles, the originally half-person-high amount of information was reduced to the last five pieces.

Quan Jiu stared at the five pieces of information, showing no interest in opening them.

"Let the five come together tomorrow."

The driver swallowed his saliva and had a new understanding of this young lady's pampering.

…………

Early the next morning, as soon as Quan Jiu came downstairs, he heard the housekeeper say that all five applicants had come to the door.

She was wearing a burgundy silk home dress and was drinking milk absentmindedly.

"Let them come over."

Five applicants were brought in quickly.

The driver introduced everyone: "This is Miss Seale."

Seeing Quan Jiu's appearance clearly, the man walking in the front was stunned.

The recruitment conditions this time were too harsh and perverted, especially the one about having abdominal muscles, which directly discouraged many applicants. Everyone thought this was a trick specially made by some evil rich woman who wanted to find a pretty boy.

Before he came here, he was already prepared to leave his job immediately if he was molested, but he didn't expect that the person they wanted to serve was actually a young girl who looked to be in her early twenties?

He stared at Quan Jiu's face and fell into deep thought.

Changing the object of the unspoken rules to the person in front of you doesn't seem so unacceptable anymore...

The others were just like this man, with surprise or amazement in their eyes. No one expected that their employer was so young and beautiful.

Quan drank his coffee slowly and fully, displaying his playboy style to the fullest:

"Come here alone and wait for me to eat."

The man walking at the front took the initiative to take a step forward and seize the opportunity.

As soon as he got close to Quan Liquor, her faint body fragrance drifted into his nose.

The man looked at the empty water glass and said very considerately: "Ms. Seale, do you usually drink cold water or warm water in the morning?"

"temperature."

Quan Jiu uttered a word lightly, with a arrogant look on his face, and seemed not to be approachable.

The man poured her a glass of warm water and handed it to her hand. Seeing Quan Jiu's green and clean fingers, he suggested thoughtfully:

"I have lived in City C since I was a child, and I am quite familiar with this area. Miss Xixi, do you want me to book a manicure service for you?"

Quan's drinking movement suddenly stopped.

Her phoenix eyes were slightly raised, with a sharp look between her eyebrows. When the man's eyes met hers, she immediately felt a sense of oppression.

Cold sweat broke out on his back, forcing himself not to suffer from stage fright.

Quan Jiu looked at him for a long time and said coldly:

"I don't like smart people, understand?"

The man's palms began to sweat, his face suddenly turned pale, and he nodded.

"I'm sorry, I made my own decision."

Quan Jiu: "Pull it out."

The driver made a gesture of invitation to him.

The man left the scene miserably.

Quan Jiu: "Next person."

The second applicant had a very outstanding appearance, with a pair of sinister red phoenix eyes, and when he smiled, he had a charming temperament.

He was not as reserved as the first applicant. He walked up to Quan Jiu and found that she had drunk milk. The man carefully handed over a tissue.

Quan Jiu didn't speak, but he didn't show any displeasure. The man's smile was lazy and intoxicating. When he caught a glimpse of Quan Jiu's slightly messy hair, he suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Miss Seale, there is something stuck in your hair."

He stood in front and left of Quan Jiu, suddenly stretched out his arm from behind her, circled it, and his fingertips landed on her golden hair.

The hormones unique to men are coming.

From Quan Jiu's perspective, it looked like she was being held in his arms, but she clearly knew that he didn't really touch any part of her.

Good looking.

Also very good at flirting.

Quan Jiu thought calmly, raised his head, and raised his red lips slightly.

When the man saw her smile, his eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he also laughed.

In his smile, the smile in Quan Jiu's eyes faded inch by inch, and finally dissipated completely:

"Do you really think I'm trying to trick you?"

(End of chapter)