Don't confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 547 Lan Qi’s favorability dropped

The land of eternal night, Little Rock City is controlled by the Bear Clan.

The Snow Bear Hotel has a majestic appearance, with two huge white bear statues in front of the door, as if guarding this palace-like building.

Entering the hotel lobby, you are greeted by warm lighting and comfortable heating. Tapestries and Ursine totems are hung on the walls. In the center of the lobby is an ornamental magic fireplace, with orange light and shadow dancing in the furnace.

After Sigre and Lanqi registered at the reception desk, they completed the check-in procedure.

For safety and convenience reasons, they all agreed to an apartment-style suite with two bedrooms and one living room.

As long as you, a big customer with a distinguished status and an employer, don't mind, naturally a hard-working person like me is willing to live in a better place.

Sigre picked up a box in each hand and said to Lan Qi.

She actually felt that her employer this time was a very generous type.

Even in Little Rock, which is considered relatively safe, they are willing to let her live in a relatively close location. Her work will be much more convenient without having to run back and forth repeatedly.

You must know that the cost of living in Snow Bear Palace is not low, and it is written in the contract that such accommodation expenses are borne by the employer.

it does not matter.

Lan Qi responded with an easygoing smile.

He felt that Sigre regarded him as an untouchable noble lord, and the boundary between them was very clear.

If I had to describe it, it would probably be that even if she showed obvious dislike for her, she would accept it indifferently, because she herself felt that they were not of the same class.

The contract is the ironclad rule that maintains their relationship, and she is only responsible for taking money to do things.

So Sigre nodded and walked toward the stairs.

Lan Qi was sitting on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, writing notes, guarding the luggage next to the sofa, waiting for Sigre to finish moving it in two trips.

Although Sigre is only eleven or twelve years old, she is very strong. If she were not too small, she might be able to move four boxes in one trip.

Soon she came back from moving.

In the gorgeous lobby on the first floor, Sigre's figure looked particularly nimble. Her little hands held the suitcase tightly. Although the size and weight of the suitcase seemed a bit difficult for her age, there was no expression on her face. Showing no sign of fatigue or displeasure.

Her strength was unexpectedly strong, every step was steady and powerful, and the weight of the box was nothing to her.

The guests nearby, seeing Lan Qi letting such a young child do hard work, couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh at the world.

Lan Qi didn't pay much attention because he was also working.

...

He watched Sigre leave again.

Sigre's figure looked even smaller under the grand hall and bright lights of the hotel.

This reminded him that Sigrid also liked to carry his luggage.

On the way back to Herrom from the northern snowfield, she always came to her senses. She had already moved her luggage and looked at herself with a proud look.

But little Sigre is just acting in accordance with the contract. It won't work if she is asked to do more work, or if she is asked to do less work. It is all about words in black and white.

Lan Qi sat on the sofa in the lobby, his eyes turning to the small book in his hand again.

Finally, when Sigre completed the last transfer, she returned to the lobby.

Her face was expressionless, but there was a hint of confusion on her eyebrows.

It was as if she didn't know why her employer didn't follow her up the second time, but was still waiting for her in the lobby.

Good evening.

Sigre said to Lan Qi who was still writing on the note.

She wasn't doing it out of etiquette, she was just maintaining a professional attitude.

Lan Qi raised his head and turned his eyes to this young but extremely competent bodyguard, with recognition in his eyes.

Thank you, Sigre.

Lan Qi said, slightly speeding up the pen in his hand, and after a few seconds, he stopped writing and tore off the page of notes.

He handed the shopping list to Sigre, then took out his wallet from his jacket pocket, counted out a few local currencies that his secretary had exchanged for him, and handed it to Sigre.

This money is for miscellaneous expenses on the road, including buying daily necessities, food, etc. If you think you need to buy anything else, don't ask me. Just come back to me when you are almost finished.

he added.

Oh, thanks.

Sigre took the money Lanqi gave and put it in his pocket.

She knew that the last task of the night was to go to the market in Little Rock, and they hadn't had dinner yet.

Sigre started walking out of the hotel lobby and noticed that Lan Qi was following her.

But his pace was very relaxed, as if he was taking a walk, and he seemed not to intend to go out with her. He just walked a short distance with her leisurely, and had to explain something to her by the way.

Tomorrow morning, before and after the repair ceremony, we may have to contact the big lords and priests of the orc city-state. At that time, please pay attention to your wording and don't let them think that you have offended their ancestors and gods.

Lan Qi spoke gently about tomorrow's work.

Well, what about?

Sigre looked sideways at Lan Qi beside her.

Although she often comes to the orc city-state, she rarely has the opportunity to interact with the big lords and the upper echelons of the city-state, and she doesn't know what to say that might cause problems.

It's mainly your words, or more of your way of thinking. You need to be respectful of things you don't understand. If you maintain a casual attitude, you may be at risk on tomorrow's occasion.

Lan Qi reminded.

...It's really too troublesome.

She wanted to curse but stopped, swallowing the foul words in her mouth.

I never went to school, so I have no idea what you mean.

Sigre felt that she could understand every word Lanqi said, but she felt particularly troubled by connecting them together.

If you want to learn, I can teach you.

Lan Qi walked gracefully beside her with his hands behind his back.

No need, you are not my teacher, let alone my parents. There is no need to teach me this or that.

Sigre waved her hands and shook her head impatiently.

Then I'll be done with it without saying anything.

After that, she quickened her pace a little.

It's a good compromise.