King of 25 Cubs

Chapter 75 Port Mafia Carpet Quilt

Eun-gil led me to the front hall.

After the cruise ship bombing incident, the previous head of the family released the news of amending the will. Perhaps this news gave the separation family an illusion, making them mistakenly think that the old man "woke up" and wanted to bring the separation family to play together.

So I'm not surprised that the branch family who waited for a long time but got nothing will come to the door.

Rather, my 40-meter long sword is waiting for them.

"Niece, you are finally here. We have been waiting for you for a long time." The middle-aged woman who took the lead blamed.

She probably thought that I was young so she could handle it well, and she wanted to use her seniority to overwhelm me as soon as she saw me.

"I'm Yu Jiang's cousin, you should call me—"

"Yinji." I interrupted her, turned my head and asked my new butler, "Will you fight?"

Yinji was silent for a moment, then said: "...Yes."

I lazily sat down on the sofa, and said in a long voice, "Throw out the dog who just messed around."

Seeing that I am not polite, others naturally expressed their dissatisfaction: "How do you talk to the elders?"

I waved my hand and said casually, "Throw out this barking dog too."

"Yes."

"Hey, let go! What are you?!"

Eunji didn't talk nonsense with them, and immediately carried out my order, and the screams of pain from the two people fell outside the window soon.

"Whoever speaks recklessly will end up just like the two of them."

I pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of my nose with one hand, and calmly said to the rest of the people: "Also, my eyes are not convenient, so I'd better send a representative to clarify if I have something to say, I don't have time to identify whether you are a human or a dog." .”

The "guests" were dumb for a moment, and not long after, a young man was pushed out.

He cleared his throat, and said sincerely: "We are here this time, mainly to apologize to you, the head of the family, for the radical behavior of a certain individual who bombed the cruise ship before."

This is because I have a tough attitude, so I changed the Huairou route?

It's pretty smart, and I can see that I eat soft but not hard, so I became a little interested, and wanted to hear how they are gentle.

It's a pity that the more I listen to it, the more boring I feel.

What kind of bullshit did this person say, I won’t repeat it, but in summary——

First of all, shirk responsibility and describe the bombing of the cruise ship as the work of individual radicals, and have nothing to do with most of their kind-hearted and innocent family members;

Secondly, I expressed my concern, euphemistically pointing out that I am only 16 years old, my eyes are not good, and handling the family business is too much work, which is not conducive to eye recovery and physical health;

In the end, I volunteered to explain in detail the rich work experience of the branch family, and suggested that kind relatives could help me share the burden.

I knocked on the coffee table at the right time: "Have you finished?"

"Uh, it's over... right?"

"Now that we're done talking, you can go."

I waved my hand at Yinji again, and said with disinterestedness: "Throw all these dogs out."

Gao Sui branch: "?!!"

Next, I seem to hear a farce with sound.

"Gaosui Lizhi, I saw that you were young before, and we were afraid that others would say that our elders bullied a child, so we made a good deal with you. The population of our family is poor, do you think you can keep the family business alone? You are all family members , what's wrong with helping you share?!"

I don't even bother to talk nonsense to them.

"Yinji, don't do it yet."

"Do you dare to try?!"

After all, Eunji was fighting alone, but seven or eight of the Gaosui branch came, and they were not wooden men, standing still waiting to be thrown.

This group of people said "disgraceful" while pushing and shoving, and they were more ruthless than anyone else.Tear off the sanctimonious outerwear, the upper class is no different from the local hooligans.

"boom!"

As soon as Yinji put his hand on the shoulder of someone from the branch family, they smashed his head with an ornament on the coffee table.

"The previous head of the family never treated us so rudely. You, a wild child who came out of nowhere, don't know if you are the seed of the Gaosui family!"

Smelling the faint smell of blood, I frowned.

Letting my people get hurt is unbearable.

In an instant, I picked up the vase on the coffee table and smashed it on the back of the person who did it. With a "plop", he fell down.

"It's really rude to let you read the joke."

Yinji pressed my shoulder and told me to sit back on the sofa again: "Wait a moment, I will deal with these dogs immediately, and I don't need to dirty your hands."

I showed disapproval: "But your head is bleeding."

"It's just a small injury."

Yinji wiped his forehead indifferently, rolled up his sleeves a few times casually, then raised a chair and smashed it out, the sound of "ding ding bang bang" was accompanied by the screams of the branch family members, which was very comfortable to hear.

I squeezed my chin and said thoughtfully: "Why do I think this kid has practiced?"

Soon, the group of good-for-nothing Dim Sum in Fenjia realized that they couldn't beat Yinji at all, so they started to use their brains and turned to me, a disabled person.

Alas, if you don’t take the good Yangguan Road, why are you looking for death?I'm much more ruthless than Yinji.

"Whoa!!!"

Before I could do anything, he was kicked away by Yinji. Others who wanted to bully the disabled were blocked by Yinji three meters away, and they couldn't even touch my hair.

But Eunji also failed.

"He has definitely practiced." I raised my eyebrows slightly, and said to the system with confidence: "As for the combat power... 0.1 social goose."

Ordinary, but enough to be a housekeeper.

[Less than 0.5... Isn't this better than Osamu Dazai? 】

I thought about it: "Relatively speaking, Dazai's skills are compared with those of the Hong Kong and black executives, and his physical skills are in the middle and lower ranks of the executives. If you fight seriously, these ordinary people are not enough to kill him."

As for Yinji's physical skills, in my opinion, it is just at the upper-middle level that ordinary people can achieve after training.

If it is more powerful, I have to consider whether there is a problem with his identity.

"I remember that there are security guards in this house. Where have they all gone?"

Gao Sui's family has hired a security team, and there are people inside and outside the house who are guarding on shifts.However, it was not until 10 minutes later that the security team arrived late. At this time, Eunji had already dealt with the group of family members and threw them all into the swimming pool in the courtyard.

"It's too slow. Were you all at this snail speed before?"

The security captain said with shame: "I'm very sorry, I thought you were talking to relatives, so..."

"You have been fired, go to the financial department to collect this month's salary." I smiled and said ruthlessly: "I don't have to come to work tomorrow."

"Please give me another chance." The security captain cried and begged: "I have seniors and juniors... oh!"

Before he finished speaking, Yinji covered his mouth, pulled his back collar and threw him into the swimming pool.

And I walked through the messy front hall with my hands behind my back, and walked slowly into the yard.

"All the branches and immediate family members involved in the bombing of the cruise ship, who hold positions in the Gaosui Group, will be fired. Whoever dares to go to the company to cause trouble will be beaten and thrown out."

"How dare you! Bullying your own clan, destroying relatives and destroying Dao, are you not afraid that we will publicize your behavior and cause the company's stock to drop? And you are a public official, so you are most afraid of this kind of scandal!"

"Unfortunately, I'm really not afraid."

I smiled softly, and said indifferently: "The previous generation of family owners cared about the blood and family relationship, so I am sorry to tear your face. I am different. Who are you, do I know you?"

I walked over, stepped on the head of the person who just yelled into the swimming pool, and said condescendingly in a gentle tone:

"Your illegal and criminal records are now in my hands. Tax evasion, traffic violations, illegal fundraising and land infringement... What, is it surprising? Do you think that you have done some things very covertly, and no one will will find out?"

I suddenly turned cold, and said word by word: "Whoever dares to make trouble again, I will publish the evidence of the crime on the Internet. These evidence should be enough to ruin your reputation and leave your wife and children."

"Oh, that's right." I paused for a moment, and raised my index finger: "You guys had better supervise each other, I am a person who likes to sit together, whoever is dishonest, I will let the whole branch family go up to heaven with him."

Throwing down the last sentence, I stretched out my hand to brush the dust from the corner of my sleeve, ignored the group of people, turned around and said to Yin Ji, who was hanging the beauties: "Go and treat your wound first, remember to sprinkle some salt on the porch afterward, go unlucky."

After more than 20 minutes, Eunji came back.

I was sitting on the porch basking in the sun, listening to him throwing salt, I asked curiously: "Good skill, have you practiced?"

Yinji stood still, and replied very rigorously: "After practicing for several years, I can't compare with the master of the family."

"How is the wound? Is it still bleeding? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

As I was talking, I raised my hand to touch his head.

"Don't worry, it's fine."

Eunji squatted down in front of me so that I would not raise my arms high, then he held my wrist and guided me to lightly touch his gauze-covered forehead.

A few locks of hair scratched the back of my hand, slightly itchy.

In his voice like a clear spring, there is a smile that can't be suppressed: "If you care about me, I don't feel any pain at all."

Although I couldn't see it, I still blinked my eyes in confusion, "Then what if I don't care?"

He replied seriously: "I will cry."

I:"……"

"It will roll and cry on the ground like a child, and it needs the comfort of the head of the family to get up."

The new butler is a little cautious.

And I always feel like I'm being teased.

I withdrew my hand and said calmly, "Yinji, do you also want to save 30 years of struggle?"

Yinji spoke with some difficulty: "Why do you think so?"

I scratched my hair, and said solemnly: "Well, judge others by yourself?"

"..." Yinji was silent for a moment, and quickly realized: "The master of the family will give me a chance to lose 30 years of struggle?"

I laughed out loud, and asked lazily, "How old are you?"

"18 is old."

"I'm only 18, it's too young."

I sighed in my heart, isn't this just a little milk dog.

"But, but—" Yinji said pitifully, "The Patriarch is only 16 years old."

"That's different. I'm older mentally." I waved my hand and continued to question: "Have you ever been to school?"

Eunji hesitated for a moment, then said euphemistically, "I went to the university of society."

"That won't work. I'm going to be admitted to the University of Tokyo. You must at least grow up to the point where you can give me extra lessons before I consider whether to let you save 30 years of hard work."

Eunji: "... Shall I try?"

I thought about it again: "Are you good-looking?"

After a long time, Yinji choked out a sentence: "It should be pretty."

I was lost in thought, mainly because I was a little tempted.

"Xiaoqi, I thought about it carefully. I am so rich. As a rich woman, especially a good-looking rich woman who loves beauty, it seems unreasonable not to keep a few well-behaved and obedient puppies?"

[Host calm down, you can't become bad if you have money! 】

"How can this be bad?" I retorted dissatisfiedly: "This is obviously the dream of many sisters."

However, there is still a distance between dreams and reality. In the end, I suppressed the desire to support the other party.

Because I made a calculation in my mind——

It's the same as giving money to others to raise a little milk dog. The little milk dog can do nothing, and maybe he will be proud of being pampered; but if the little milk dog is my housekeeper, he not only has to work for me, but also You must respect me all the time, so as not to be copied by me.

After calculating the gains and losses, I think the latter option is more affordable.

【...Host, you are really a capitalist with no emotions. 】

"Excuse me." I replied reservedly, and finally asked Eunji a question: "Are you bald?"

"Not only is it not bald, but it is also very dense. Visually, it can be dense until death. Maybe it can also improve the genes of the bald family."

Yinji's tone was slightly aggravated, and he said methodically: "Do you want to touch it? It's very soft and easy to touch."

"Oh, forget it." I shook my head and said earnestly: "Don't love me, it won't work, unless you are bald than me."

Eunji: "..."

I've been secretly "watching" Eunji for about a week since I had this conversation before the porch.

After all, I spent money to recruit a housekeeper, not to keep a puppy. If he neglects his duties, I still have to fire him.

Contrary to my expectations, Eunji is indeed serious about being a housekeeper, without crossing the line at all.

By the way, he is a person who is very good at observing words and expressions. Although he is new here, he seems to have known me for a long time. Every time he makes a slight movement, he knows what I want to do, and then sends all the things I need. I have it.

This kind of tacit understanding without nonsense is actually very comfortable.

Only once did he cross the line slightly.

The thing is, one day I got out of the shower and left the bathroom with wet hair, but I couldn't find my slippers.

"I remember taking it off outside."

I stepped barefoot on the floor with a dazed face, and the chill lingered on me like tarsal maggots, from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, and I couldn't help shivering.

I'm most afraid of the cold (T▽T)

"My lord, don't move."

Just as Yinji put down the mop, he ran over in a hurry, said "Excuse me", and immediately picked me up horizontally and sent me to the bed in the bedroom.

His movements are steady and gentle, as if holding a fragile treasure in his hands.

"..." I endured and endured, and finally I couldn't hold back my complaints: "You can just hand over the slippers."

"There seems to be a problem with the floor drain in the bathroom. The water overflows to the outside. I just mopped it. The floor is still a little wet and slippery. It's easy to fall if you wear slippers."

He explained with his mouth, put a blanket on my body, and tucked a pillow skillfully by the way, making it more comfortable for me to hug.

"I'll dry your hair first, and then I'll deal with the floor drain."

I hugged the pillow, lay cross-legged on the bed, and tilted my head helplessly: "Yinji, you are the housekeeper, not my personal servant."

Yinji's search for the hair dryer stopped suddenly, and his voice seemed a bit bleak: "Master Patriarch, do you think Yinji is annoying?"

"That's not what I meant." I rubbed my nose, a little confused: "The housekeeper feels a bit overqualified for doing such trivial things."

"There is nothing about you that is trivial."

Yinji walked behind me with a hair dryer and said in a warm voice, "Master Patriarch, you are my biggest concern."

I:"……!!!"

Oh my god, what kind of sweet-mouthed little milk dog is this? !

Such a housekeeper, please give me a hundred!

I decided that after my eyes recover, if this Eunji is really good-looking and fits my aesthetics, I can allow him to be a little bit more pampered and coquettish.

Of course, only a little bit, too much is not acceptable.

Who wouldn't want to lose 30 years of struggle?I understand, I especially understand.If you don't care about it, don't say 30 years, 50 years is fine.

While I was thinking wildly, Yinji took off his gloves, turned on the hair dryer, felt the wind speed and temperature with his hands, and then gently inserted his fingers|into my hair.

Using his hand as a comb, he stroked my wet hair gently, "What do you think of this temperature?"

"Well, just right."

Feeling the other person's gentle movements on my head, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

"Yinji, yesterday I went to the military and police headquarters to check my eyes. The technician of the medical team said that if there is no accident, I will recover soon." I added vaguely: "It will be about this week."

The other party paused, and then continued to blow my hair as if nothing had happened: "Really? Congratulations."

His voice was light and fluttering, like a kite with a broken string, with some faintness inexplicably.

"Aren't you happy?" I woke up a little, and turned my head to tease him: "You won't lie to me, right? Could it be that you are actually ugly, but you deliberately said that you are good-looking because you are afraid that I will fire you?"

Eunji didn't answer me directly, but asked back: "Do you want to touch my face?"

"I don't want it." I refused.

Seeing each other at the moment when the light is restored will have a sense of surprise.It makes more sense that Christmas presents must be opened on Christmas Day.

I also comforted him: "Your ability to work is unquestionable, even if you don't look good, I won't fire you."

After finishing speaking, I asked him again: "Eunji, do you have any family?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"There are not many people who just come out to be housekeepers. You haven't gone to school. Is there any difficulty at home?"

I paused, and continued: "If you have family members, you can take them over. I just took over this house, and there are many places that need manpower."

The security guard was fired by me; the gardener was old and resigned not long ago; the chef thought I was young and easy to bully, stole a lot of expensive kitchen utensils from the kitchen, and was directly taken to the police station by me as a thief.

It really does take manpower.

As if thinking of someone, Yinji's tone suddenly became light and soft: "The most important family member is one."

Then he sighed heavily, looking distressed: "But she hates me very much and doesn't want to see me anymore."

"There will be no hate for no reason. Has anything happened between you?"

Eunji said in a low tone: "I lied to her, broke her heart, and made her cry."

I pinched my chin and said without thinking, "Then have you ever apologized?"

"I have apologized, but I have gone too far. She has completely despaired of me."

Speaking of which, I don't know what to reply to him. After all, this is someone's housework, so I don't feel comfortable commenting.

After much deliberation, in the end I could only encourage him sincerely: "Come on, I hope you win your mother's understanding as soon as possible."

Yinji snapped the shell: "...Wait? Mom?"

"Huh? Isn't it mom?"

I was a little surprised, and raised my forehead and said, "Ah, I'm sorry, you said you were a family member, and you used a female pronoun. I couldn't help but think it was my mother. Hmm... If it's not my mother, could it be my sister or younger sister?"

After a while, I heard him take a deep breath and say in that hard, forced tone: "Okay, it's Mom."

Hey, it feels like a melon!

I'm quite interested in Eun-gil's "Mother-Child Love", but it's not appropriate to ask these questions now, because there is always a feeling of shallow talk.

Although I, as Yin Ji's boss, even if I offend the other party a little, he dare not say anything.

I thought, I'll ask Eun-gil after he stabilizes here.

After another week, my eyes finally recovered after actively cooperating with the treatment.

It was a warm afternoon. I was basking in the sun in the glass greenhouse. I had just taken a nap, and when I woke up, I found an extra blanket on my body.

The sun was a bit dazzling, I rubbed my eyes, and said in a daze, "Yinji?"

No answer was heard.

I opened my eyes, subconsciously turned my head to look for someone, and then suddenly realized that my eyes could see!

Although it is still a little blurry, like moderate myopia, but compared with the dark time of more than a month before, it is like returning to heaven at this moment.

I suddenly jumped off the rattan rocking chair, raised my head and squinted my eyes, and covered my forehead with my hands.

"Wow, it feels so good to be able to see it!"

I can't help but smile.

Afternoon sunlight is refracted by the glass greenhouse, penetrates the flowers and leaves, and casts fine mottled shadows.

I put up the eye canopy with my right hand, stretched out my left hand, and the clear sunlight jumped and danced in my palm.

Deng Tuzi spread his wings on the splendor branch, uttered a crisp cry, skipped over the lush greenery, and landed gently on my palm.

It bowed its head and pecked at my sunny palm.

So far, the bird's voice has gained warmth, and the fragrance of flowers has also gained color.

I pushed open the door of the glass conservatory, and walked forward slowly as if Yinji had taken me countless times in my memory.

Front hall, porch, swimming pool, dining room, kitchen, gym, theater...everything in front of you is strange and familiar.

The human eye cannot see, but the body can retain memory.

My body remembers the way from the greenhouse to all the rooms; my body remembers where to turn and where to step; my body even remembers, on a certain staircase, the boy with gloves helped me up the stairs, I still don't forget to remind me carefully: "Be careful, there are nine steps here."

It is indeed nine floors.

With a little joy in my heart, I counted three times with my eyes.

Walking up the stairs, down the corridor, and opening the door, I saw my bedroom for the first time.

It's big, it's luxurious, and it's neat.

I walked in and stroked the strange and familiar furniture and decorations. The only difference from before was that there was an extra carpet covering the entire floor in the room.

It seems to be a hand-made custom-made carpet made of pure wool, or a brand-name product.

The carpet is very soft and delicate to the touch. Stepping on it is like stepping on a cloud, and you can even lie on it and sleep directly.

This way you don't have to look for slippers when you get out of the shower.

I pursed my lips and called again: "Yinji."

Still no one answered.

I rang the bell next to the bed, and after a while, the old butler appeared outside my door.

Not who I expected.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

I said blankly, "Where's the new housekeeper? It's the one named Yinji. I want to give him a raise."

The housekeeper showed a surprised expression: "There is no new housekeeper named Yinji in the house."

I was stunned.

Because I suddenly realized that when Yinji and I were together these days, no outsiders happened to be present.

"I'm still doing pre-job training for newcomers, and the newcomers are not named Yinji."

The old butler was a little puzzled: "You have never taken the initiative to tell me what to do during this period of time. I thought you didn't like servants around. Now it seems that someone has taken my job?"

He bowed slightly, showing an annoyed expression: "Oh, this is really disqualified as a housekeeper. I'm so sorry, my lord."

Gaosui Carambola just happened to pass by nearby with her schoolbag on her back, and was startled when she heard this.

"Maybe it's not a human being." She glanced at me cautiously, and said slowly, "This house is said to have been haunted before, but I haven't seen it before. Apple and Yamanashi told me about it."

She muttered softly, "That's why Apple and Sorrel never spend the night here."

Indeed, the boss of the Gaosui family has his own real estate.

The advantage of living outside is that even if he brings a woman home to mess around, his father can't control him.

A trace of helplessness flashed in the old housekeeper's eyes: "I have served this house all my life, and I have never encountered a ghost. But according to the previous head of the house, his father's generation did run into ghosts in the unrenovated old house."

After speaking, the old butler asked me again: "Master Patriarch, do you need to ask an eminent monk to clean up the filth?"

I was silent for a long time, and finally hooked the corners of my lips with a slight mockery: "No, I probably know what's going on."

·

At this moment, the office of the leader of Hong Kong and Black——

"The weapons we smuggled from abroad were stolen by unknown people at the port."

Sitting behind the desk, Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? All the weapons have been stolen?"

Guangjin Liulang's expression was dull: "Weapons... not one piece is missing."

Mori Ogai was a little puzzled: "Didn't it be stolen?"

"Besides weapons, there are other things on board." Guangjin Liulang showed an indescribable expression: "It's a handmade pure wool carpet."

Mori Ogai recalled for a moment, and then remembered that there was indeed such a carpet.

The office was blown up before, and all the furnishings were destroyed. Now that it has been redecorated and restored, the new carpet is too hard, and Alice doesn't like it, so he spent a "huge amount of money" to buy a new one.

Mori Ogai blinked his eyes, and said in disbelief: "So there are no weapons missing, but this carpet is missing?"

Crazy, who would steal a gangster boat from Hong Kong just for a broken carpet? !

The author has something to say:

感谢在2020-04-0123:00:33~2020-04-0320:56:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: brown sugar taro balls, Chuanji_1, female disciples, and Sky Uris [-];

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使:取名真难40瓶;依然如故30瓶;端木零10瓶;380369825瓶;黑糖小芋圆2瓶;saiiiii、燕去初心1瓶;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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