As an aristocratic and without even any investment, Jin Fuhao, who can live a wealthy life with titles and ancestral property alone, raised the wine glass in his hand to Boss Qian, with a smile on his lips. This game is really interesting!

Boss Qian also responded, no one can blame, so the more money the better.

Seeing that Boss Qian had a chance, the fat rich man couldn't help but laugh: "Thor, I don't know if she is interested in your business."

Thunder God glared: "Maybe there will be cooperation. She wants to buy some weapons to defend herself sooner or later. But she may not want to trade stocks with you!"

The fat rich man's unrest of smiles remained: "This may not be the case. At that time, she may be willing to spend money to have dinner with me and listen to my stock trading experience."

This guy who claims to be a stock god actually has times of losses, but he just doesn't let others know. With his strong funds and his frequent disclosures, he naturally raises whatever he buys, and he can even offer a sky-high price for a meal with him.

Thor despised: "She doesn't seem so stupid and can spend money to eat with others. But when she comes to me to buy weapons, I will treat her to a meal, but I don't have any money."

Due to the request of No. 166, the game party is willing to provide help. Several helpers will follow her and provide one month of service in the country she wants. There is no need for a fee, just post her recent life situation online from time to time to give the game some positive energy.

Xining took up the sleeping pills and took them with water.

When she woke up, she was already lying on a big bed, and she was still the same free shipping hot product.

Well???Xining was a little confused. It wasn't the task that was over. Could it be that the owner wanted her to operate the next thing?

Mo Ming: "Arrange it well, add points."

OK, okay! She got up, walked to the window, opened the thick curtains, and saw the rolling mountains outside the window, marshmallow clouds floating in the blue sky, and a small lake in front of her, which sparkled under the sunlight of the clouds from time to time.

What a scenery!

She turned around and the room was European-style, with a rope with a spike beside the bed. She walked over and pulled it down.

The ringtone rang from outside in a distance, very light. Soon after, someone knocked on the door. After getting her permission, the group walked in.

The leader was a man in a black suit, about 30 years old, followed by three men and two women in uniform black career suits and folders, but none of them were wearing masks.

After standing still, the man introduced: "My name is Wei An, and he is your private housekeeper. The five next to him are your assistants, and they will plan various investment matters. There are twelve housekeeping personnel in this house. If you are satisfied with the house, you can buy it; if you are not satisfied, you can change another place."

Xining raised her eyebrows: "This place is pretty good, stay for a while."

A female assistant immediately showed her folder: "Ms. Guo, you need to look at some documents about immigration."

Guo Lin is the name of the owner, so he finally doesn’t need to use 166 anymore, it’s just a number.

Other assistants also said that there was something that needed to be read and signed and agreed.

Xining walked to the desk next to her, with a very obvious attitude and was about to read the documents. She also instructed: "Mr. Wei, please give me a cup of coffee, add four pieces of candy, and two portions of milk. As for you, please do whatever you want!"

Some of the assistants asked for coffee, some of them asked for tea. After Wei An went out to arrange the situation, he came in with two people dressed in a tray and maid dressed in.

Wei An looked at Guo Lin, who was holding a pen, looking at the full English information word by word, and asked questions from time to time, and walked out gently until the call ringtone roared again.

Wei An walked to the door and knocked on the door. After getting permission, he sorted out his straight black suit, opened the door and walked in.

"All the compensation must be in place on time. The list of investment companies must be placed in front of me within ten days. If you can't do it now, you can tell me." His eyes were sharp, just like a strong woman in the workplace. If she hadn't been wearing her original clothes, she would almost never be able to recognize her.

All five assistants agreed, but their attitude was a bit prudent. These were all presidential assistants poached from large companies everywhere. They had extremely rich experience and could handle all kinds of things from the original president, whether from business to private life.

"Very good, go and do it. If you have any questions, please tell me at any time. Don't qualify until the end." Xining picked up the door slightly with her chin.

The five assistants walked out, seemingly with some anxiety, leaving Wei An alone.

Wei An stood there, in a voice that was neither humble nor arrogant and had a lustful voice: "Do you need me to do something?"

Xining looked at him and burst into laughter. Maybe it would make others confused, but Wei An knew what she was laughing at.

Watching the former No. 166 walk up, raise his hand, covering his upper face, but his split fingers reveal his eyes... Sure enough, she knew it from the beginning.

"Are you called Wei An?" Why does this name match her name very well, one is called Xining and the other is called Wei An.

Looking at the other party's smiling eyes, he was completely gone without the strength he had just now. Wei An couldn't help but have a little gentleness in his eyes: "Is this name not good?" If it's not good, it can be changed, it's just a name anyway.

It is undeniable, maybe, maybe not. But it doesn't matter. This very principled person secretly helped her when he complies with the rules. She could feel and judge this.

"Okay, okay." Xining took a deep breath and said, "Butler Wei, please prepare the snowflake beef set meal, you can eat it with me. Don't think too much, I'm just talking about work with you, after all, I have to spend a month with you."

"I can stand." Wei An's tone accidentally returned to calm, looking conservative, and he really seemed to be an old British butler.

Xining walked to the desk, picked up the coffee and took a sip, leaned against the desk, and looked at him leisurely: "I don't want to talk to you with my neck, nor do I have the habit of letting others watch me eat hungry, which will make me uncomfortable."

So this is not an invitation, but an order, and she is not used to it.

"Also, please help me prepare a set of clothes, just the clothes you arranged before."

Did black sports beach pants plus a white short-sleeved round-neck sweatshirt? Wei An couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, bent down slightly in a suitable position and nodded: "Okay, Miss."

"And~" what he said made his heart beat faster: "Here you can talk to me in Chinese, and you can take off your gloves, of course, as long as you feel comfortable wearing gloves. Now if nothing is wrong, see you at dinner."

"Okay, Miss." Wei An still acted with respect. He always acted in the whole set of acting. Now his identity is the housekeeper, that is, the housekeeper.
Chapter completed!