Chapter 584: Blood Clan Loyal Butler vs. Godly Lady 14
Quan Jiu tapped the phone screen with his fingertips, a dark light flashing in his eyes:
"Uncle Smith has taken care of Grandpa for so many years, it's time for him to retire. I can handle the domestic affairs myself."
The driver had been brainwashed by the old man and was still hesitant:
"But you have never been to China..."
Quan Jiu interrupted him: "Forget it, I'll talk to Grandpa myself."
She opened the chat dialog box and made a call, which was quickly picked up.
A slightly serious face appeared on the screen. The old man was about fifty years old, a Caucasian man with blue eyes. Although he was old, his eyes were not cloudy, but rather revealed a shrewd and sharp look.
Seeing Quan Jiu's face, the serious old man immediately smiled, and the wrinkles on his face were full of kindness:
"Xier, do you miss grandpa?"
Quan Jiu took off his sunglasses and said helplessly:
"Grandpa, I'm just here in City C to study, not to officially take over the company. Sending Special Assistant Smith here is a complete waste of talent."
The old man was unhappy:
"You've never been to China before, and you're unfamiliar with the place. Grandpa is worried... Oh, by the way, I've already arranged a place for you to live, but we're still short of help. If you can't find anyone you like, I can transfer a few people over."
Quan Jiu pinched his brows, feeling helpless about the old man's concern:
"Grandpa, there's really no need."
Other things are easy to deal with, but the old man is particularly insistent on this matter.
The two argued for a long time and finally chose to take a step back.
"Let me put it this way. I won't let Smith go, but you have to hire a 24-hour personal butler."
Quan Jiu frowned: "It's totally fine for me to live alone."
The old man hit the nail on the head: "Can you cook?"
Quan Jiu: "...I can order takeout."
The old man sneered without giving any face: "Takeout is unhealthy. Besides, can you wash clothes?"
Quan Jiu choked: "...There is a washing machine."
The old man waved his hand: "The washing machine can't clean it well."
Without waiting for Quan Jiu to speak again, the decisive old man made the decision in one go.
"It's settled. Either I send Smith over, or you hire a butler. It's your choice."
Quan Jiu: “…”
She rubbed her forehead with a headache and said, "I choose the second one."
…
"Miss, these are the information of the applicants."
Quan Jiu looked up and saw the information that was half a person's height. His brows knitted slightly: "So many?"
Driver: "No way, you gave me too much."
An annual salary of $500,000 after tax is more than what many executives of small companies earn.
Quan Jiu put down his phone, thought carefully, and made a few requests:
"He has to be handsome, over 1.8 meters tall, weigh no more than 150 kilograms, have outstanding work ability, and a calm personality."
"Undergraduate degree or below is not required. Master's degree is preferred. Candidates who can cook are preferred. Candidates with management experience are preferred. Candidates with abdominal muscles are preferred."
The driver was listening attentively at first, but when he heard the last sentence, he stared at Quan Jiu in surprise.
"And I have to have abdominal muscles?"
Is this a housekeeper selection or a beauty pageant?
Quan Jiu saw his confusion and raised an eyebrow: "Is there a problem?"
The driver shook his head like a rattle: "No problem!"
After all her efforts, the original half-person-high documents were reduced to only the last five.
Quan Jiu stared at the five documents without any interest in opening them.
"Let's have all five of them come together tomorrow."
The driver swallowed and gained a new understanding of the young lady's pampering.
…………
The next morning, Quan Jiu just went downstairs and heard the housekeeper say that all five applicants had arrived.
She was wearing a burgundy silk home dress and drinking milk absentmindedly.
"Send them over."
Five applicants were brought in quickly.
The driver introduced everyone: "This is Miss Xier."
When the man walking in front saw Quan Jiu's appearance clearly, he was stunned.
The recruitment requirements this time were too harsh and abnormal, especially the one about having abdominal muscles, which directly discouraged many applicants. Everyone thought that this was a trick specially made by some rich woman with a bad taste who wanted to find a gigolo.
Before he came here, he had already prepared to quit his job immediately if he was teased, but he didn't expect that the person they were going to serve was actually a girl who looked to be in her early twenties?
He stared at Quan Jiu's face and fell into deep thought.
The object of the unspoken rule is the person in front of me, and it doesn't seem so unacceptable anymore...
Like this man, the others also showed surprise or amazement in their eyes. No one expected that their employer was so young and beautiful.
Quan Jiu drank his coffee leisurely, displaying the style of a dandy boy to the fullest:
"One of you comes and serves me dinner."
The man walking in front took the initiative to step forward and seize the opportunity.
As soon as he got close to Quan Jiu, the faint fragrance from her body drifted into his nostrils.
The man looked at the empty water cup and asked considerately, "Miss Xier, do you prefer to drink cold or warm water in the morning?"
"temperature."
Quan Jiu uttered a word lightly, with an arrogant look on his face, and he didn't seem easy to approach.
The man poured her a glass of warm water and handed it to her. Seeing Quan Jiu's clean and white fingers, he suggested considerately:
"I've lived in City C since I was a child, so I'm quite familiar with this area. Miss Xixi, would you like me to book a manicure for you?"
Quan Jiu suddenly stopped drinking water.
She raised her eyes slightly, with a hint of fierce arrogance between her brows. When the man's eyes met hers, he immediately felt oppressed.
He broke out in a cold sweat on his back and forced himself not to be nervous.
Quan Jiu stared at him for a long time and said coldly:
"I don't like smart guys, understand?"
The man's palms began to sweat, his face suddenly turned pale, and he nodded.
"I'm sorry, I took the initiative."
Quan Jiu: "Pull him out."
The driver made a gesture of invitation to him.
The man left miserably.
Quan Jiu: "Next."
The second applicant had an outstanding appearance, a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes, and a charming temperament when he smiled.
He was not as reserved as the first applicant. He walked up to Quan Jiu and found that she had drunk milk. The man carefully handed her a tissue.
Quan Jiu didn't say anything, but he didn't show any displeasure either. The man's smile was lazy and intoxicating. Glancing at Quan Jiu's slightly messy hair, he suddenly reached out his hand.
"Miss Searle, there's something stuck in your hair."
He stood in front of Quan Jiu's left, and suddenly stretched out his arm from behind her, circled around her, and his fingertips fell on her golden hair.
Hormones unique to men are coming.
From Quan Jiu's perspective, she felt like he was holding her in his arms, but she was clearly aware that he didn't really touch any part of her.
Good-looking.
Also good at flirting.
Quan Jiu thought calmly, raised his head, and raised his red lips slightly.
The man saw her smile, a smug gleam in his eyes, and he also laughed.
As he smiled, the smile in Quan Jiu's eyes faded away bit by bit, and finally disappeared completely:
"Do you really think I'm hiring a duck?"
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