Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 580
Quan Jiu tapped the phone screen with his fingertips, and the dark light surged in his eyes:
"Uncle Smith has taken care of grandpa for so many years, so it's time for him to retire. I can handle domestic affairs by myself."

The driver has been brainwashed by the old man and is still hesitating:
"But you have never been to Huaguo..."

Quan Jiu interrupted him: "Forget it, I will talk to Grandpa myself."

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

A slightly serious face appeared on the screen. The old man was about 50 years old. He was a Caucasian man with blue eyes. He was obviously old, but his eyes were not cloudy, but shrewd and sharp.

Seeing Quan Jiu's face, the serious old man immediately burst into a smile, the wrinkles on his face were full of kindness:

"Syl, miss grandpa?"

Quan Jiu took off his sunglasses, with a helpless tone:
"Grandpa, I just came to C City to study, not to officially take over the company. You sent Special Assistant Smith here, which is completely overqualified."

The old man is not happy:
"You have never been to Huaguo, and you are not familiar with the place where you live. Grandpa is worried... By the way, Grandpa has already arranged for you, but there is still a shortage of manpower. If you can't find someone who is close to your eyes, Grandpa can arrange it for you." A few passed."

Quan Jiu squeezed the center of his brows, feeling helpless for the old man's care:

"Grandpa, it's really not necessary."

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

The two argued for a long time, and finally chose 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: "It's perfectly fine for me to live alone."

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

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

The old man sneered shamelessly: "Takeaway is not healthy, besides, you know how to do laundry?"

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

The old man waved his hand: "The washing machine is not clean."

Before Quan Jiu could speak again, the vigorous and resolute old man made a decision in one go.

"That's the deal, either I'll send Smith over there, or you hire a butler, choose one of the two, you choose yourself."

Quan Jiu: "..."

She stroked her forehead with a headache: "I choose the second one."

……

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

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

Driver: "No way, you gave too much."

The annual salary of 50 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, with a height of more than 1.8 meters and a weight of no more than 150 kilograms. He must have outstanding working ability and a calm personality."

"No bachelor's degree or below, master's degree is preferred, cooking is preferred, management experience is preferred, and abdominal muscles are preferred."

The driver was listening seriously at first, but when he heard the last item, he stared at Quan Jiu in astonishment.

"Do you have to have abs?"

Is this a housekeeper 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 tossing, the information that was originally half a person's height was reduced to only the last five.

Quan Jiu stared at the five files, not interested in opening them.

"Let five come together tomorrow."

The driver swallowed, and had a new understanding of how pampered this young lady is.

…………

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

She was wearing a wine-red silk home dress, drinking milk absently.

"Let them come over."

Five applicants were quickly brought in.

The driver introduced to everyone: "This is Miss Searle."

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

The recruitment conditions this time were too harsh and perverted, especially the one with abdominal muscles, which directly dissuaded many applicants. Everyone thought that this was a specially designed trick by some wicked rich woman who wanted to find a handsome face.

Before he came here, he was ready to leave immediately if he was molested, but he didn't expect that the person they wanted to serve was a girl who looked like she was in her early 20s?
He stared at Quan Jiu's face, lost in thought.

It seems that it is no longer so unacceptable to change the object of the unspoken rules to the person in front of you...

The others were the same as this man, with surprise or amazement in their eyes. No one expected their employer to be so young and beautiful.

Quan Jiu drank his coffee in a leisurely manner, displaying the playboy's style to the fullest:

"Come alone and serve me for dinner."

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

As soon as he got close to Quan Jiu, the faint scent of her body wafted into his nostrils.

The man looked at the empty water glass and said thoughtfully, "Miss Seale, do you drink cold water or warm water in the morning?"

"temperature."

Quan Jiu spat out a word lightly, with a haughty look on his face, it seemed that he was not easy to get close to.

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

"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 nail service for you?"

Quan stopped drinking and drinking water suddenly.

Her phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and there was a sharp look between her brows. The man's gaze met her, and she immediately felt full of oppression.

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

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

"I don't like people who think they're smart, understand?"

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

"Sorry, I made my own decision."

Quan Jiu: "Pull it out."

The driver made a gesture of invitation to him.

The man left in dismay.

Quan Jiu: "Next."

The second applicant looks very outstanding, with a pair of sinister red phoenix eyes, and when he smiles, he has a romantic temperament.

He was not as cautious as the first applicant, walked up to Quan Jiu, and found that she drank milk, and the man carefully handed over a tissue.

Quan Jiu didn't speak, but he didn't show any displeasure. The man smiled lazily and intoxicatingly. Seeing Quan Jiu's slightly messy hair, he suddenly stretched out his hand.

"Miss Searle, you have something stuck in your hair."

Standing in front of Quan Jiu on the left, he suddenly stretched out his arm from behind her, circled it around, and touched her golden hair with his fingertips.

Hormones that belong exclusively to men are floating.

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

good looking.

Also very flirtatious.

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

When the man saw her smile, a smug light flashed in his eyes, and he laughed too.

In his smile, the smile in Quan Jiu's eyes faded away, and finally disappeared completely:

"Is it true that my old lady recruits ducks?"

(End of this chapter)