3. Good luck to you, sister-in-law
The housekeeper had already prepared breakfast, and Lu Yang changed into some refreshing casual clothes and went downstairs. Lu Yancheng sat in the main seat, Lu Yang sat on his right, and Song Qiu sat opposite Lu Yang.
Suddenly there was a new person in the house, wearing inappropriate pajamas, and sitting on the same level as the young master. When the aunt brought breakfast over, she secretly glanced at him several times.
"Hello, Auntie. I'm Song Qiu, Mr. Lu's assistant." Song Qiu let her look at him openly and took the initiative to introduce himself.
How could an assistant eat with her boss in her pajamas at his home? The aunt subconsciously looked at Lu Yancheng, and when she saw that the boss had no intention of introducing himself, she followed Song Qiu's words and greeted him, "Xiao Qiu, right? Just call me Aunt Zhang. If there's anything that doesn't suit your taste, just tell me."
"Okay, thank you, Aunt Zhang. You've worked hard."
Lu Yancheng was used to not talking while eating or sleeping, and no one talked at the dinner table. Song Qiu ate little and was the first to finish. Since he had nothing to do anyway, he simply ran to the kitchen to chat with Aunt Zhang.
The two of them were talking and laughing, and their voices could be vaguely heard in the restaurant. Lu Yang heard with his own ears that he even found out the name of Zhang Ma's grandson. The corners of his mouth trembled, "Brother, he is so cheerful that it's scary."
"Other people who travel through the book would be more nervous, but he is a social gangster. He first negotiated with you to support him and pay him a salary, then attacked me, and now he even doesn't let Zhang Ma go."
"He's doing this because he's afraid. He's trying to adapt to the environment." After understanding Song Qiu's basic situation, Lu Yancheng could already guess the purpose of his actions.
"He's an orphan. He should be very familiar with living under someone else's roof. He has his own way of integrating into the family. He understands our personalities and his way of getting along with us is also different."
Lu Yang suddenly realized, "No wonder, you are serious, he treats you as his boss to please you, I am easy to get along with, so he is relaxed with me, this little guy is quite scheming, I thought he was easygoing and simple."
Lu Yancheng put down his chopsticks and looked over. "He is the same age as you."
"Same age as me? I thought he just reached adulthood." Lu Yang was shocked. "Then I should spend more time with him and play with him?"
"You should learn from him."
These five simple words hurt Lu Yang so much that he couldn't even eat. He looked at his brother with a droopy face, "Brother, I'm your brother, you can't dislike me like this."
"I'll give you a month to mend your ways. If you can't, I'll help you do it myself." Lu Yancheng glanced at his red hair and quickly avoided it, not wanting to look at him again. "It's my fault that I didn't discipline you well before. If I still can't discipline you well in the future..."
He paused, and pointed at Lu Yang's legs with a look that made Lu Yang's scalp tingle, "I guarantee that there will be problems with your legs."
Lu Yang's legs went weak after hearing the threat of breaking his legs, because he really wanted to be beaten. He had been beaten for being disobedient since he was a child.
"I will change. I will definitely try my best to change." Lu Yang clasped his hands together and smiled very flatteringly, "Brother, don't worry. I will definitely change my ways and start over..."
"Assistant Lin!"
A sudden exclamation from the living room interrupted his words, the surprise and excitement in the tone overflowing.
"Hello, Assistant Lin, I'm Song Qiu, you're my idol, can you sign an autograph for me?"
Lu Yang's smile froze when he heard this. He looked at his brother and then at the living room, "Brother, is this his way of integrating? He's already catching up with the stars, isn't his mental state a bit outrageous?"
Lu Yancheng was silent for two seconds, then slowly uttered four words, "Personal hobby."
In the living room, Song Qiu looked at the man in front of him, who was wearing a suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He looked smart, capable, yet gentle and refined. He excitedly handed him the paper and pen he had asked from Aunt Zhang, "Can I sign here?"
"Of course." Lin Jin took the paper and pen and quickly wrote her name. In the face of such an outrageous scene, she still greeted him gently and politely, "Mr. Song, I am Lin Jin, the special assistant of Mr. Lu. You can tell me if you need anything."
Whether it was his appearance, temperament, or the perfect semi-permanent smile on his face, he was exactly the same as described in the book. Song Qiu was in awe, put down his signature and took the initiative to extend his hand, "Hello, Special Assistant Lin, just call me Song Qiu."
Lin Jin didn't extend her hand, but bowed slightly in response, "Hello, Mr. Song."
He was not sure about Song Qiu's identity, but the fact that the boss personally ordered him to prepare clothes and to live with him permanently was not something he could shake hands with.
"No, no, it's not that kind of relationship." Realizing that he had misunderstood, Song Qiu pointed at him and then at himself, with a friendly smile on his face as if they were all workers, "The nature of our jobs is the same. I'm Mr. Lu's spoiler assistant."
"Spoiler?"
"right."
Song Qiuyan briefly explained to him the whole story.
"…That's right. I am also an employee under Mr. Lu now."
This was ridiculous news, and it made people doubt whether he was a normal person. Lin Jin was silent for a moment, and just when he saw Lu Yancheng coming over, he immediately looked at him inquiringly.
“It’s all true.”
Lu Yancheng had never intended to hide this matter from him.
There was silence in the living room for three seconds. After three seconds, Lin Jin regained her perfect smile and said to Song Qiu in a gentle tone, "Okay, I understand."
"How can you remain so calm?" Song Qiu sighed and applauded him, "As expected of you, you are the legendary human-machine special assistant serving Mr. Lu. Your professionalism is outstanding."
Lin Jin smiled modestly, "My annual salary already includes compensation for mental damage. Although I don't understand, I absolutely respect it. As long as it's not against the law, Mr. Lu's needs are above all else."
In one word: absolutely.
Song Qiu admired him even more, turning to look at Lu Yancheng with a look of fighting spirit, "Boss Lu, I will definitely learn from Special Assistant Lin and strive to be as good as him!"
Things suddenly developed in a strange direction and became a large-scale star-chasing scene, where people had to learn from the idols.
The starting point was good, but Lu Yancheng wanted him not to leave yet.
He is the same age as Lu Yang, but much smarter than Lu Yang. It is hard to imagine what he will become after learning from that old fox Lin Jin.
"Your idol filter will soon be shattered." Lu Yancheng gave a very pertinent reminder.
Lin Jin and he were classmates and roommates in high school and college. After graduation, Lin Jin has been following him as his special assistant. They are superiors and subordinates as well as friends for many years, and they know each other very well.
"Yes, my brother is absolutely right." Lu Yang followed and agreed with this statement crazily, and rolled his eyes at Lin Jin, "He is not a good person. His mental state is so good that it's scary. You should be careful."
"Ah, it's okay, I know." Song Qiu chuckled, "Later, he helped to hold your eyes in place, and he was the one who put them in the gift box as decoration."
"This further proves that he is loyal to President Lu."
This sentence silenced the three people.
"You're crazy about chasing stars. This idol filter is amazing." Lu Yang rolled his eyes at his mental state and went to class with the car keys.
Lu Yancheng didn't comment, because he was more inclined to think that this was his way of getting closer to Lin Jin. This kid was much more sociable than he had imagined.
"Arrange a room for him first."
Lu Yancheng's eyes moved from Song Qiu's delicate eyebrows to her slender waist that could not be concealed by her loose pajamas, and then swept across her slender white legs, and finally landed on Lin Jin, and warned sternly, "Don't teach what you shouldn't teach."
"Don't worry, Mr. Lu." Lin Jin promised solemnly and walked up the stairs with Song Qiu.
There is only the nanny's room on the first floor, where Aunt Zhang lives occasionally. Lin Jin sometimes stays in the master bedroom on the second floor when she works overtime. The master bedroom on the third floor belongs to Lu Yang. Lin Jin took Song Qiu to familiarize themselves with the second and third floors, and finally arranged a second bedroom on the fourth floor for him.
"The facilities on each floor are separate. The layouts of the study, audio-visual room, gym, living room, and tea room are similar. The fourth floor belongs to Mr. Lu, which means you and Mr. Lu will use these areas together. If Mr. Lu doesn't forbid you to use a certain area, you can do as you like."
"Um... Assistant Lin, are you sure?" Song Qiu doubted his idol for the first time. "I've read the book. Mr. Lu has mysophobia and doesn't like others using his things."
Lin Jin said the same thing, "If Mr. Lu didn't say no, then it's okay."
After saying that, she took out a small bag from the bag of clothes next to her, opened it to make sure nothing was missing, and then handed it to him.
"Mr. Song, first of all, I have no other intentions. It is my job to consider all possible accidents for Mr. Lu. Secondly..."
Lin Jin looked at his overly delicate and beautiful face with a meaningful look in her eyes, "Be careful."
Song Qiu looked down at the bag in his hand curiously and found that it was full of colorful boxes with words like "ultra-thin" and various overly adult words written on them. His hand shook and he threw it to the ground.
"You...you...idol, aren't you a little too well-rounded?!"
No wonder they say the filter will break, now it’s really going to break.
After being stunned for a moment, Song Qiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I also work for Mr. Lu, we are not that kind of relationship!"
Lin Jin calmly leaned over to pick up all the things and put them back. When handing them to him, he repeated, "Be careful."
"You just... don't believe in pure superior-subordinate relationships at all, right?" Song Qiuren was numb.
Lin Jin smiled but said nothing.
We live together, and the clothes and daily necessities prepared by the boss are not of the same level as those of employees. The treatment is several times better than that of employees.
Based on his understanding of the boss, Song Qiu's personality and appearance perfectly fit the boss's aesthetic.
"Really not." Song Qiu tried to explain to him, "I'm not in your story, can you understand?"
"Of course I understand." Lin Jin said this, but still gave him those things.
It may not be the case now, but it may not be the case in the future. When he called him "Mr. Song", the boss did not stop him.
What he meant by paying attention to safety was that the little white rabbit should be careful against the old beast. As for whether the little white rabbit can understand it... that all depends on the little white rabbit's luck.
After all, he is a worker for a black-hearted capitalist. He only suddenly shows a little conscience because the little white rabbit regards him as an idol, but it is very limited.
After Lin Jin settled him down, he left. Song Qiu was alone in a daze for a long time facing the mess. After coming to his senses, he quickly changed into new clothes and ran downstairs with his mobile phone.
She was quite happy when she went upstairs, but her expression was a little strange when she came down. Seeing him rushing to the tea room to find her, Lu Yancheng put down his teacup and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Boss Lu, this is for you."
Song Qiu put the bag next to Lu Yancheng, took out two ultra-thin boxes with words and placed them on the coffee table. "These things are quite expensive. If you leave them with me, I'm afraid you'll deduct them from my salary."
Knowing that Lin Jin had no good intentions, Lu Yancheng was not too surprised to see those things. He was more surprised at Song Qiu's straightforwardness. He re-examined this overly smart and clever child from head to toe.
Song Qiu did not dodge, but stood there and let him look. His heart was pounding, but he tried hard to suppress his nervousness and looked at him neither arrogantly nor humbly.
I don’t know how long it took, but the man’s elegant gaze finally moved away from him and picked up the two boxes in front of him, “I don’t force people’s preferences, so there’s no need to test.”
Song Qiu heaved a sigh of relief and turned back into an enthusiastic worker. He squatted down to help clean up, "Let me do it, Mr. Lu. How can I let you..."
"Brother, I'll take a nap first, and then I'll do my hair when I wake up... What the hell?!"
Lu Yang stepped into the tea room in a hurry, but was stunned by the scene in front of him.
His brother was holding two boxes of T-shirts. Song Qiu squatted obediently at his brother's feet, his hand was close, and he looked like he was going to take...
"Ah..." Lu Yang covered his mouth in fear, his eyes widened, "You...ah...you mean this, right?"
"I...I..."
He turned around and was about to leave. He was a cool guy when he came in, but when he left, he almost cried because of his own naivety and stupidity.
He felt that it was immature for him to interrupt suddenly, but it seemed that it was not sensible to just leave. He turned around on the spot, and finally faced the scene bravely. He took a deep breath and bowed quickly to Song Qiu with a very servile smile.
"I'm sorry, sister-in-law. I admit that I was a little rude before. I wish you good luck. Please don't persuade my brother to beat me up. Thank you."
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