Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet
Chapter 8
Lu Shaoqian slightly raised his eyebrows.
After a pause, he slightly hooked his lips and nodded: "well, it''s very powerful."
Her standard is almost on a par with him.
For the good side, he is not stingy to praise.
The girl''s eyes twinkled and showed a trace of expectation.
"Well, Mr. Lu, do you lack bodyguards?"
She clenched her small powder fist and looked serious. "I am confident that I will be competent for the position of bodyguard."
As soon as he said this, there was silence around him.
Duck almost fell in Xiang Xing''s head.
I can''t help crying: [little ancestor! Have you forgotten Lu Shaoqian''s man again!]
Before he founded Anhe group, Lu Shaoqian served in a special, species, work, war, department and team
It''s unrealistic to be his bodyguard. I don''t know if someone can hold ten bodyguards alone!
The duck suddenly felt that his little duck''s heart was going to be broken
"Well, yes."
“……”
As soon as he said this, everyone around him immediately looked at his young master like a ghost.
What?
When did the young master lack bodyguards!
Even Xiang Xing was shocked by the man''s answer without hesitation.
He blinked his soft eyes and looked at him.
She thought he had to ask at least a few more interview questions.
"But I have one condition."
Lu Shaoqian endured the feeling that he wanted to reach out and rub the little ignorant head in front of him, and returned to normal.
"Your bodyguard''s salary must be fully used to pay Su qingzhe''s paid leave salary during his hospitalization."
... ah?
Xiang Xing was stunned.
Afraid she didn''t understand, Lu Shaoqian smiled and continued to add, "you hurt my general manager. Don''t you intend to make up for the loss of the company''s operation these days?"
Oh
Xiang Xing suddenly realized and nodded.
It seems very reasonable.
Anyway, she just wants to stay here.
It doesn''t seem so important whether there is a salary or not.
Um.
"Well, if you agree, come in and have breakfast."
Lu Shaoqian glanced at the girl, then turned and walked back to the house.
……
On the table.
Lu Shaoqian, no, including Zhou Bo and the servants around him, looked silently at the girl who was hanging her eyes and pounding the dinner plate.
Mu Lu was surprised.
After she neatly stacked the toast fried eggs, she gestured on the top with a small knife.
After that, he carefully cut the whole piece of toast egg into a regular sixteenth square.
He closed his eyes in awe. After praying, he ate it in small bites, chewed it carefully and tasted the taste.
Zhou Bo and others looked confused.
It was just an ordinary toast fried egg, which was eaten by her with a precious sense of sanctity
They subconsciously looked at Lu Shaoqian.
But I saw my young master staring at her every move.
The hands holding the knife and fork trembled slightly.
With her like this, he inexplicably remembered the snowy night five years ago.
Lu Shaoqian''s eyes were slightly in a trance.
Has this thin and weak girl ever experienced that?
Thinking of this, the man took back his thoughts and hooked his lips.
He is really more and more interested in her past.
——
After breakfast, Xiang Xing was thrown into his SUV by Lu Shaoqian.
"This weekend, I don''t work. Let''s go shopping."
Seeing her dazed eyes, Lu Shaoqian smiled and started the engine.
"Zhou Bo will prepare your daily necessities for you, but you have to choose your own clothes."
He paused, turned sideways and raised his eyebrows at her. "After all, uncle Zhou''s aesthetics is not good."