Chapter 9

Although his peach blossom eyes looked kind, Song Zhiying read a dangerous aura from them.

"If girl thinks my handkerchief is rough, how about using my silk satin material to wipe your nosebleed?" Jun Yao said with a smile.

Song Zhiying shivered subconsciously, and quickly put on a flattering smile, "I didn't mean that, Boss Jun's handkerchief is the softest handkerchief I've ever used in my life, and it's because I'm not used to good things."

"Oh." Jun Yao sneered.

He didn't expect that this little beggar was so courageous, and she shouldn't think that he didn't see her reluctance when she said the flattering words just now.A little beggar living on the street dared to think that his things were not good enough, it was really amazing.

From this, he even judged that this person's background was not simple, she didn't seem to have used good things, but she seemed to have used up all good things.Such a squeamish appearance is not seen in beggars who eat and sleep in the open.

Song Zhiying frantically worked for a while before finally stopping the nosebleed.And that luxurious veil has already been ruined by her.

Jun Yao looked at the dirty handkerchief in her hand, showing some disgust, "Throw it away."

"Yes." Song Zhiying quickly followed suit.

Jun Yao looked at her, only to see that the place on her face where the veil had just been wiped was really slightly red.

Tsk, how squeamish.

"Okay, let's get down to business, why do you want to work under me?" Jun Yao stared at her closely, not letting go of her expression.

"My family was in trouble, and I went to Jiangling. I didn't have any money on me. I had nowhere to go. A kind person gave me a few buns, but they were snatched by the wicked and pushed me down on the road. If Boss Jun didn't take me When I get back to the mansion, I’m afraid I won’t survive last night, and I’m going to starve to death.” Song Zhiying said, showing a pitiful expression on purpose, “So I beg Boss Jun to take me in, let me do anything, as long as I can Eat with one bite."

As she spoke, Song Zhiying's stomach growled in a timely manner.

She originally wanted to pretend to be miserable, but the more she talked, the more she felt that she was really miserable. She was a dignified Miss Song who had always been cared for by others, so how could she have suffered like this.So she pretended to be pretending, but she was really wronged, and her eyes were slightly red.But now she died in the game, and she couldn't quit the game halfway.But if she died in the holographic game, she would really feel the pain of death.So unless it is absolutely necessary, she will never take this extreme method.

Jun Yao carefully discerned her expression, and saw that the grievance on her face and the tears in her eyes did not seem to be fake.

If she is really acting, it is really superb.

The suspicion in his heart wavered slightly.But that was only "a trace", and he was as vigilant as he, and he would never believe her words so easily.

"Then what reason do you have for letting me keep you?" Jun Yao asked again.

Song Zhiying bit her lower lip and thought about it.

She has been lingering on the sick bed since she was a child, and she can't hold her shoulders and hands, and she is definitely unable to do physical work.Although she is proficient in piano and has learned several languages ​​in her spare time, her previous specialties are useless now.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind. She still remembered that when she was on the street yesterday, the characters used on the plaque here were all the same ancient characters as modern ones, and she had learned calligraphy in order to cultivate her mind. This seemed to be her only A skill that can come in handy.

"I can read, I can grind ink, I can be Boss Jun's book boy!"

The ancient book boy was similar to the modern secretary. After thinking about it, Song Zhiying seemed to be the most suitable for her.

When Jun Yao heard the words, he raised his eyebrows slightly again.

Well, this little beggar is actually rushing to his study, she wants to be his book boy, she just wants to take this opportunity to read his confidential documents.

 Actress Yingying is online~
  Jun Fuguier is also a dramatist with a lot of inner drama

  Fu Guier: My eyes have already seen through everything, you are the spy of the left prime minister!

  Yingying:? ? ?Who is the prime minister on the left? Let's settle the wages.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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