Machine butler

The author has something to say: This is my new article, everyone can’t be overlord, hee hee

Beijing Xidan, a small restaurant with elegant decoration.

"Boss, look, the salary should be paid on the 30th, and now it's the [-]th..." A man dressed in rustic clothes asked his boss for the wages owed in a funny way.

"What, what? Salary? You still ask me for salary?? It's fine if I don't ask you for compensation, but you still dare to come to me now?" The potbellied boss touched his slick face and said viciously. He looked at the man in front of him who lacked confidence.

"I'm working, so it's only natural for me to get paid." The man flinched, but still expressed his thoughts.

"What kind of job do you do? Tell me, you have been here for more than a month, how many bowls have you broken?" The boss's face was half red, and Dabing's face was full of anger.

"One bowl, three plates, and four spoons." The man clenched his fists and said slowly.

"But you drove all my customers away." The boss was so angry that he almost jumped to the cash register next to him.

"It's wrong for them to harass girls." The man's face was righteous, his fists were clenched tightly, and the veins on his face were exposed. "I'm just doing the right thing."

"That's right, the customer is God, drive away God!"

"Sinners also get paid." The man turned pale after being scolded by the boss, but he still insisted on his salary.

"I want to fire you!" I have never been treated like this by an employee before. The boss directly fired him, but he had other calculations in his heart: If he fired him, he would not have to pay his salary. After all, he would still make money.

"You..." The man was a little impatient, but he couldn't get angry. This was already his tenth job. Because he was rigid and honest, people always felt that he was easy to bully.

"You, what are you? Get out of here quickly." The boss had a grim face. "You work here, let me lose a lot of money, but you still want a salary, just dream about it."

The man lowered his head, and it was like this again. The child was in the hospital, and he had no money to treat him, so he could only go out to work. Unexpectedly, his salary was wasted again this time, and he didn't know how long the child's illness could last.

"You unscrupulous boss, I curse you, you will be the first to die on the day of the end of the world." The long-term depression made the man a little crazy, and the cowardly man even cursed his boss.

As soon as the words fell, the whole food stall suddenly shook violently. The man was stunned for a moment. When he raised his head, a huge ceiling fell down, and dust flew up. In an instant, the whole food stall turned into ruins.

Poor uncle Li Chen died under his crow's mouth just like that.

……

Li Chen opened his eyes, thinking of the scene like the end of the world just now, he felt very uncomfortable. Is the end of the world really coming?In other words, this is a dream.

Well, it should be a dream, otherwise how could I wake up?

Li Chen suddenly found that the surroundings were pitch black, and there was something surrounding him that he didn't know. He stretched out his hand and touched it. Only then did Li Chen realize that he was locked in a sealed box.

Could it be that someone thought he was dead and put him in a coffin and buried him alive?

Thinking of this, Li Chen became a little anxious, "Hey, can you let me out?" Although he was asking, he was already struggling to kick the coffin, so that someone would come to rescue him.

However, he was tied up like a zongzi, and he couldn't move no matter what. Who put him in the coffin? It was so unkind to tie him up.

And at this moment, the father and son outside the 'coffin' started a dialogue.

"My baby Wright." Duke Keira came to his son's bedroom happily, followed by a group of servants. Duke Keira was wearing a dark purple dress, with long and slightly curly hair hanging down his shoulders. There is also a tear mole like blood, which adds a touch of enchanting beauty to the gentleman.

"Kayla, are you disgusting? I'm already five hundred years old, do I have a five-hundred-year-old baby?" A teenager sat on the desk, shaking his legs.

The boy looked about ten years old. Under the short and slightly curly black hair was a fair melon-seeded face. He also had a tear mole at the corner of his right eye, but his tear mole was silver. You have to work hard to see it.

The boy's ears were pointed and looked very soft, and now the pair of ears are hanging down, indicating the master's displeasure.

"Call me dad, call me dad, you unfilial son." Keira poked the ground with her cane, making a bang bang sound.

"Hmph." Wright raised his delicate chin, and squinted at Keira with his raised phoenix eyes. "What's the matter? Could it be that Silver Fox replied to my love letter?"

Keira blinked and pretended to be mysterious and said, "Spring is here, and I brought someone back for you."

Ahhhhhh—I brought someone back...

Wright's little peach heart, his silver fox, his big beauty, his most favorite person was caught by his father, and then brought home, it seems, a love letter every day for 450 years Not for nothing.

"Ahem." Wright concealed his excitement, raised his eyebrows, and the silver tear mole shone like Yao Zhi under the light. "Where are people coming from?"

Duke Keira clapped his hands, and the attendants behind him came in carrying a luxurious coffin inlaid with gems.

"Ah, dad, you can let him sleep in a coffin, I admire you so much." Wright jumped up excitedly, and stood with his father, he just reached his father's abdomen, he was most jealous tall people.

"It's a small thing." After being praised by her son, Keira smiled prettily and looked at Wright lovingly.

Wright was not as tall as the coffin. The tall attendants lifted the coffin upright and faced their young master in an upright position.Wright jumped and jumped, but he still failed to press the button made of red gemstones, and his little face was wrinkled like a bun with anger.

"Young master, do you want me to help?" One of the attendants felt a little sorry to see Wright jumping profusely. Each of them was two meters tall, and the young master was only 1.4 meters five, which was pitiful.

This sentence hits Wright's sore spot. Just now he was smiling like a sunflower, but now he is like a white chrysanthemum, as unlucky as he can be.

It's not his fault that he's small, if you want to blame it, blame genes, why didn't he inherit a bit of his father's height of more than two meters, so whenever someone said he was small, he secretly cursed his father to death Yes, because his father has such good genes, how did he get a mutation?

He is over 500 years old, and he is still like a child. Because of his immaturity, he has been ridiculed by others. However, those who laughed at him were all...

Heh heh heh, he was so tormented that he gave way with a headache when he saw him, to see if they dared to call him a dwarf.

"My little baby, hurry up and open the gift." Keira hurriedly reminded the little ancestor in order to avoid bloodshed.

As soon as he thought of the silver fox lying in the coffin, his wrinkled chrysanthemum face immediately returned to the shape of a sunflower. Then, he climbed up along the body of the attendant, and pressed the ruby ​​button.

With a 'creak' sound, the coffin lid was lifted up like this, and three black lines immediately appeared on Wright's expectant smiling face.

Lying in the coffin was a blond man with neat short hair...with a pair of pink and tender fake fox ears. He was wearing a set of furry nursing clothes tied with silver ribbons and tied into a huge bow behind him. It doesn't look like a person, it looks like a high-end gift.

"..." Wright was ashamed.

"..." The gift in the coffin was ashamed.

"Son, this is the robot I bought for you. It can get in the house and get out of the bed. It is a typical sex | love robot. Its functions are: bed warming, sexual health education." Keira smiled and rubbed Wright's furry black hair. "Son, spring is here, you know it."

Then, he winked at Wright and grinned, a white light flashed on the pointed fangs.