Chapter 230 It's getting cold, it's time to let the star fruit go bankrupt
Wen Jiu was taken to Quan Xihong's study by the housekeeper.
This is a study room in name, but it looks like a library.
The four walls are covered with bookshelves that are fifty or sixty stories high, with a large nanmu desk in the middle and a wooden chair with a dragon carved on it.
The boss of this issue, Quan Xihong, has almost the same facial features as his son. They both have a wild, domineering and extremely masculine appearance. The description of him in the original plot is: walking hormones.
He is now sitting on a chair, crossing his legs arrogantly, looking down at Wen Jiu like a godfather.
His son Quan Haotian sat on a small dragon chair next to him, looking at Wen Jiu in the same cocky posture.
This amused the audience:
[趶Ran: Anchor, please take a protractor and measure it. The movements of the father and son crossing their legs are exactly the same. I suspect that even the angle formed by the bent legs is the same! 】
[Wen can’t drink wine: And these facial features are completely copied and pasted... You can tell they are father and son at a glance!]
[I was cheated out of 40 cents in online dating: So why did they have to test 10 million words of DNA? Now if a child appears with facial features so similar to mine, I will definitely believe him if he says he is my son, even though I am still a virgin.]
Wen Jiu didn't know why this family was so capable.
She withdrew her gaze and waited for further instructions from Quan Xihong.
Quan Xihong took out Wen Jiu's painting from the table, glanced at it with disdain, and put it down with disgust: "How can such a third-rate painting win the favor of my son?"
Wen Jiu smiled and replied unhurriedly: "Those who understand art will see the right thing. That's how it is. There is no accurate standard of judgment."
Quan Xihong frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with the answer.
But it was his son who chose it, so he didn’t say anything.
He changed the position of his left and right legs and crossed his legs in a different way.
At the same time, Quan Haotian also changed his legs, one big and one small.
Quan Xihong asked Wen Jiu in a cold tone: "My child is the hope of this country, so I ask my child to know everything. What can you teach him?"
Wen Jiu replied with a smile: "I can do everything. You want to teach the young master the equestrian swordsmanship, Sanda and boxing. I can do it all. If you don't believe me, you can send a few strong men to fight with me."
Quan Xihong put down his legs and folded his hands into a pyramid shape.
The kid next to him, Quan, clearly didn't see his father's actions, but he did the exact same thing in tacit understanding.
Quan Xihong said: "Well, there's no need to go to so much trouble. I'll give you a simple test. Let's just take the music test. You can sing a song and listen."
Wen Jiu cleared her throat.
The barrage exploded instantly:
[Qingwan: Where are the old fans who have been watching since the first episode? Ahhh, come quickly! The anchor is about to sing!]
[Deyun Girl: Anchor sister, this is not allowed, please tell me what caused this incident...]
[Xu Song’s Little Beloved Wife: Anchor, as long as you sing, your program will end early...]
Wen Jiu: "..."
It’s so outrageous, I feel like I’ve been bullied online.
But she is not a blindly confident person. Now that fans have reminded her, it proves that her singing voice is not accepted by the public.
She has to use her strengths and avoid her weaknesses.
Although she can't sing, she can quibble.
Wen Jiu smiled and said: "Singing well does not necessarily mean teaching well. With your status, Mr. Quan, don't you know many singers? Just like Ms. Lin An'an next to you, isn't she a star of film and television singing? You also
I didn’t ask Lin An’an to teach the young master, so I think Master Quan also understands this truth.”
Quan Xihong unknowingly fell into her logic of "singing well is not as good as teaching well".
But Wen Jiu knew that this was not enough to fool him, so she gave Quan Hao an angelic wink.
Quan Haotian remembered his mother's explanation, so he said to Quan Xihong: "Don't bother, I want her."
The kid's tone was not good, and he didn't call him daddy.
Quan Xihong can also understand. After all, he has just returned to his side, and the relationship between father and son still needs to be cultivated slowly.
The first step in cultivating a relationship is that as long as he doesn't leave, you can go with him on things that don't affect the overall situation.
So Quan Xihong nodded: "Since you like this tutor, let her be the one."
Little boy Quan still looked sultry and did not give his father a good look. He just raised the corners of his mouth as if he had achieved some major victory.
Quan Xihong then told Wen Jiu: "Tonight, I will hold a father recognition dinner for Haotian. I hope you will take on the responsibility of a tutor and teach Haotian some basic etiquette, so as not to let him lose the face of the Quan family.
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Wen Jiu felt slightly dissatisfied.
Are your children your vehicle for acclaim?
You are holding this father-recognition event and want your child to be watched like a monkey. Have you asked your child for his opinion?
She raised her head and glanced at Quan Xihong silently. Thinking of her mission, she lowered her head slightly and responded respectfully: "Please rest assured."
Quan Xihong waved his hand: "Butler, take her down to prepare."
The housekeeper quickly opened the library door, came in, said "yes", and then took Wen Jiu out.
The housekeeper took Wen Jiu to the room assigned to her and took out a set of business attire from the cabinet. It was a black suit jacket on top and a black hip-covering suit skirt on the bottom. Judging from the length, it should reach halfway to the thigh. He also took out
A pair of half-rim plain glasses.
The housekeeper handed the things to her: "Since you have successfully become our young master's tutor, you should first change into the professional attire of a powerful palace."
Wen Jiu frowned slightly: "This is an industry stereotype! Are there any tutors dressed like this nowadays?"
The butler's tone was calm: "Everyone in the Quan Palace has fixed professional attire. As long as they are servants, they all wear maid skirts. As long as they are security guards, they all wear security uniforms. It is already convenient for you to wear a suit."
Just as Wen Jiu was about to retort, she saw a strong man holding a broom and wearing a sexy maid skirt passing by.
Really...it's all professional stereotypes.
Fortunately, she hired a tutor this time. If she recruits a few more men, those men will probably also wear hip-covering skirts.
Wen Jiu took a closer look at the clothes, but they weren't bad enough to pass the trial, so she took them and said, "Okay, I'll wear them."
After she kicked the housekeeper out, she briefly blocked the live broadcast and put on her professional attire.
She returned to the camera again, and the barrage immediately exploded:
[Nai Naizi: This is my sister Wen??? How did you change from spicy and capable to intellectual and sexy in seconds? Teach me, teach me, teach me...]
[Mu Ningxuan: I'm sorry! I thought you were a funny girl. This was my biggest misunderstanding about you. I seriously underestimated your appearance before! 】
[Mo Mo: Long hair, high heels, hip-hugging skirt, half-rimmed glasses... who knows!!!]
[Oh my god: (crazy and healthy squirming) (climbs to sister’s feet) (wraps around sister’s legs)…]
Wen Jiu quickly shouted: "...stop, stop, stop, if you post it again, my live broadcast room will be blocked for another 600 years!"
Seeing that she was still out of control, she quickly changed the subject: "Family members, tonight's children's father recognition meeting, the female protagonist will definitely disrupt it, and the content will be very exciting. Everyone must watch it!"
…
Star fruit.
Lu Jing looked at Wen Jiu on the screen, his eyes gradually darkening.
I want to go to her and go to her every day.
He suddenly thought that he had given himself half a month's leave last time, but after only three days, his sister asked him to come back to work.
There are still twelve days of vacation left.
However... although it is convenient for him to travel across time and space with his documents, time travel tickets are indeed very expensive, and the round trip will delay a lot of time and affect his work.
If he ran away every day, he might even go bankrupt.