Chapter 207 The First Day of Raising a Secretary

Xiaoya first called Wei Wenqing again and told him that these people were fired and that they should remember to verify whether the refund had arrived.

Wei Wenqing was still a little dazed after answering the phone. He then called his brother Wei Wenjuan and shared the matter with him.

Wei Wenjun was very emotional: "That group of charlatans can finally go away! Haha! I hate them for who knows how long, but I didn't expect that after being kicked out by Xiaoya, I can actually get my money back..."

Wei Wenqing typed and pronounced: "The duckling is very brave. If we had been so brave..."

Wei Wenjun told him: "Oh, no! Father can't bear to beat the duckling, but he can bear to beat us."

"…Brother, what you said makes sense."

"Let's get down to business. These people are leaving, so you need to remember the rules of your house."

"Understood."

The brothers ended the call.

Wei Wenqing walked out, called the servant, and typed: "Keep an eye on them. When they leave, they can't take any luggage with them."

According to the rules of the Gui family, when outsiders come to visit, the family will prepare the necessary things for them, so they are not allowed to take anything with them when they leave.

This was decided by the old man after the Gui family suffered a loss in the past.

After all, smuggling gold and silver is a small matter, but if some confidential information is taken away... then the consequences will be serious!

The servant waited at the door as Wei Wenqing instructed.

The monks and Taoists were sent away first.

Then came the Archbishop and his entourage.

"Wait! You can't leave!" the servant stopped them.

The archbishop said angrily: "The money has been returned, what else do you want? You are insulting our faith!"

The servant pointed to the back and said, "You can't take the suitcases."

"It contains our own things..."

"You can't bring that either. Didn't you read the terms carefully when you signed the contract?"

"Hey, listen, this isn't legal, there's never been a request for this!"

The servant paused for a moment and said hesitantly, "When our family is abroad, we occasionally do illegal things. This is normal."

“……” The Archbishop was silent.

"We have some souvenirs in our suitcases that we want to take back. How can we leave them here?" An unknown nun whispered.

"Yes, the key is that the people here have no faith at all. How can we leave the Bible in such a place? After we leave, they will definitely destroy it directly." Someone else said.

The archbishop's frown deepened: "That's right! We should fight for our rights! Get out of the way!"

Wei Wenqing didn't expect that this would lead to a quarrel. He hurried over with his bodyguards and surrounded them.

He scanned the men silently.

That's a bit strange.

*

On this side, the duck looked at the servants and asked, "Who are they..."

Secretary Wang remembered his own personality and lied without blinking: "Oh, they are all hourly workers and will leave soon."

maid:?

The boss said let’s go…then let’s go.

The room suddenly became even quieter.

The duckling took a breath. The air was cold, without any warmth at all.

She got off the sofa and asked, "Where is the kitchen?"

Secretary Wang pointed and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Boil some water, I'm thirsty."

Secretary Wang stood up and handed her a bottle of mineral water: "Drink this."

The duckling grabbed it and said, "It's cold."

After saying that, she went into the kitchen and soon brought out two bowls of hot water.

She generously gave Secretary Wang a bowl of the soup and said, "If you drink cold food, you'll get a stomachache. But if you drink this, you won't."

Secretary Wang uttered a soft "Ah": "No wonder I always feel uncomfortable."

"What's for dinner?" the duckling asked him.

"Baked potatoes. I watched your show and they looked delicious." Secretary Wang walked into the kitchen and turned on the gas stove. "Come on, bake them."

The duckling frowned slightly and stared at the gas stove with blue flames: "Do you want to grill it directly on it?"

"No?"

"I don't think so."

Secretary Wang was unwilling to give up and wanted to give it a try, but then he remembered that he had just said to listen to the children, so he gave up the attempt.

"What is this?" the duckling pointed and asked.

Many things in this kitchen were unfamiliar to Little Duck. She had used a clay stove before, but after returning to her grandfather's house, she had no chance to go to the kitchen.

“It’s a microwave.”

"What about this?"

"dishwasher."

"this……"

"oven."

The duckling lay in front of the oven: "This looks like it can be baked."

Secretary Wang was happy: "Let's bake it now."

The duck asked, "How do I use this?"

Secretary Wang seemed very experienced: "Come, I'll teach you how to adjust it."

The duck thought for a moment and said, "Forget it. I'll just read the instructions."

Secretary Wang narrowed his eyes: "Don't you trust me?"

The duck nodded vigorously, without any falsehood: "Yeah."

Secretary Wang retracted his hand: "Then I'll go find some potatoes for you."

This house is really too big, but fortunately it was organized by professionals. The duck took some effort and found the manuals of all the electrical appliances in the house neatly arranged in the drawer.

A thick stack.

The little duck loves reading, and this stack of books is like a book to her.

She sat down and slowly began to flip through the pages, memorizing every word.

After a while, Secretary Wang straightened up and handed over two potatoes: "It seems to be some kind of superior variety, very soft and sticky..."

The duckling stared at the potato: "But it has sprouted."

"Well, so?"

"It will be poisonous if you eat it."

Secretary Wang suddenly realized again: "No wonder Big Brother was hospitalized last time."

Duckling:?

The duckling quickly touched the two potatoes and smashed them into the trash can.

Secretary Wang sighed with regret: "Then you can't eat anything. I'll call someone right away..."

Send new ones to your door.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but Secretary Wang swallowed them back.

After all, his current personality doesn't seem to be like this.

"Let's go buy some new ones," suggested the duckling.

Secretary Wang could only agree: "Okay."

Half an hour later, Secretary Wang stood in front of the noisy vegetable market entrance in silence.

Strong fishy smells wafted over from not far away and went straight into my brain.

The big fish jumped and brought water to the ground, forming depressions.

Wet, dirty, earthy smell...

Secretary Wang feels a little unwell.

Shouldn’t we buy it at the supermarket?

"We..." Secretary Wang just started.

The duckling grabbed his hand and led him inside.

The two of them were so good-looking that they attracted a lot of attention as soon as they walked in.

"Give me a silver carp!" The duckling stood on tiptoe and poked its head out a little from behind the tall aquarium.

"Hey!" The boss came out and watched the child take charge of the process of choosing the fish and paying for it.

I couldn't help but look at Secretary Wang in confusion, thinking that it was probably some kind of social practice to train children's self-care ability...

After buying the fish, the duckling went to buy new potatoes, tomatoes, and bamboo shoots...

Then I went to a small shop next to the vegetable market and picked out bowls, chopsticks, shoes, socks, pillows, pillowcases, and quilt covers for myself...

Wait until you get back to the apartment building.

There was a pair of fluffy shoes at the door, with a crooked plush pig sewn on it.

And a shopping basket.

There are also many practical stainless steel water cups on the table.

There was a quilt cover with the word "囍" printed on it on the bed. It was the best quality and most expensive quilt cover style in Little Duck's memory.

The kitchen has a big rooster bowl and a red plaid apron...

The cold decoration style was instantly broken, giving it a flavor of combining urban and rural areas.

Secretary Wang looked around and asked, "I remember your school has appreciation classes, flower arrangement classes, etc...."

The duck nodded: "Yes, there is. But the teacher said I have no aesthetic sense. Then Sheng Yuxiao asked them to cancel all the classes!"

Nephew, you have done so many evil things! Secretary Wang smacked his lips.