My years as a menswear boss

A week later, little Lina's pharyngitis was relieved, and she could eat some soft and rotten food.Louise took her daughter to the Champs-Elysées for a review at the appointed time.

Jiqiu observed the child's throat with a spoon. Although it was very red, it was no longer congested. "If you don't change the place as soon as possible, her symptoms will still recur."

She didn't have herbs in her hands, so she could only use oriental cuisine to treat the butler's wife's daughter's pharyngitis. Little Lina's recovery time was infinitely prolonged.

After waiting for a long time, Jiqiu looked at Louise who was still silent, "Are you okay?"

"Oh... thank you sir. I mean I'm fine and I'll always remember what you did to Lena."

Louise stammered, she couldn't help rubbing her fingers, and the expression on her face became very worried.

Jiqiu saw the white marks on her fingers, "If you don't mind, you can take Lena to live here. She can help Susie a little and do some light work on weekdays."

When Louise heard this, her expression became excited, "Thank you so much, sir, may God bless you!"

Jiqiu took out a clean handkerchief and handed it to the housekeeper, "Please use it."

Little Lina looked at her mother uneasily. She jumped off the chair and threw herself into her arms, calling her mother in a hoarse voice.

"Lina, come here." Jiqiu beckoned to the little girl, and Lina glanced at her mother worriedly, and ran to the young man after getting her permission.

Jiqiu found a small tin box from her coat pocket, opened it, and there were a few candies in it. She stuffed the candies into Little Lina's mouth, "Is it delicious?"

Little Lina smacked her lips, then nodded vigorously, "Delicious!"

Jiqiu touched her head gently, found a pen and paper in the room, wrote a prescription and handed it to Louise, "This is the way of lozenges, you can make it for your child, and it will heal her throat." Very helpful, it comes in the size of a soybean and you only need to eat it four times a day."

Louise took the prescription, and she had calmed down at this time, thanking Jiqiu with red eyes.

"I will leave the matter of the mansion to you. I hope you will not disappoint the trust of my sister and me."

Jiqiu smoothed the wrinkles on her body, she got up and walked out of the room, leaving room for the mother and daughter.

Margaret stood outside the door, listening for an unknown amount of time, "Adrian, why did you let little Lena stay?"

"Because I'm not cruel enough to kick out a newly divorced mother who takes her daughter to make a living." Jiqiu said flatly.

"How do you know Mrs. Louise is divorced?"

"Her finger was marked with the wedding ring. If I'm not mistaken, her ex-husband was an abusive man.

When little Lina saw me for the first time, she reacted very stiffly. She was afraid of men. The fear of men at such an age can only be brought by her father. " Jiqiu replied.

"What you said is absolutely right. I heard about Mrs. Louise when I first came here." Margaret walked beside Jiqiu and said, "Her ex-husband is a complete scum. Ghost. When something goes wrong, I will take out my anger on Louise and her mother. At that time, I felt sorry for what happened to her, so I gave up that shrewd and capable housekeeper and chose Louise."

"Louis is good at everything, but she is too easy to soften her heart. When she drove them away, those people hated Louise, and it is said that they wanted to implement some illegal methods."

"No." Jiqiu coughed lightly, she looked out of the sunny window, "until they die, they will never have the chance to step into any house on the Champs Elysees."

"What did you do?!" Margaret widened her eyes in surprise.

Jiqiu smiled casually, "I reported to the police that their hands and feet were unclean, and they just spit out what they ate in the mansion."

"Do you know why they complain about Louise?"

"There was a beggar in the street. One day a rich businessman passed by and gave him five francs. The beggar was very grateful; the next day when the rich businessman passed by, he gave him another five francs. The beggar thanked the rich business verbally.

On the third day, when the rich businessman passed by, he gave him five francs again, and the beggar took it with a smile;

On the fourth day, the rich businessman had no change in his pocket, only fifty franc notes, so he did not give the beggar money. At this time, the beggar’s face was full of resentment, and he asked the rich businessman, why didn’t you give me that fifty franc note? "

Margaret listened to the youthful voice, and she tilted her head suspiciously, "You mean, giving a little reward will make the servants grateful, and if you give too much, it will make them get used to it, and if you don't give it It will cause them a psychological gap, and their work will become perfunctory."

"Yes." Jiqiu pushed open the glass window, letting in the breeze mixed with the aroma of chestnut flowers.

Marguerite went from the French countryside to the Paris high society social circle, not only relying on a beautiful and flawless face, but also a delicate heart.

As long as she is willing to think deeply, it is easy to understand the twists and turns of the world. It's just that she was alone before, indulging herself in a luxurious life, throwing away the ability to think, even if she was heavily in debt, she didn't feel a little bit.

But Jiqiu's appearance gave her a sense of responsibility as the eldest sister, so she sold off the unused jewelry and antiques in the mansion to fill part of the debt.

Margaret's cashmere studded with pearls was also sold to the auction house by her for a large sum of money.

"Adrian, I hired a tutor for you, and I will come to teach at home tomorrow." Margaret said softly, she reached out and pressed down the curly black hair for the young man.

"Family teacher?" Jiqiu's face became strange, why can't she escape "compulsory education" no matter what life she has, "I can read and understand books."

She has already confirmed that she has no literacy barrier in this life, and there is no problem in reading words clearly.

"Oh, dear Adrian." Margaret couldn't help laughing, covering her rosy lips with a handkerchief, "a tutor teaches not only words, but also various manners. A A good tutor can bring you a profound influence and establish a correct concept of life for you."

In the first year Margaret became a courtesan, she paid for a tutor to teach her how to read. After that, she bought many famous works to read carefully, and even made reading notes.

If she only relied on her appearance, she would not be able to stand out among a bunch of courtesans. Her guests were not only princes, but also painters, writers, and officials.

"Okay, then you promise me that as long as the tutor tells you that there is nothing to teach me, can you stop hiring me a tutor at that time?" Jiqiu said helplessly.

"Of course, we can't waste money on etiquette now," said Margaret, wringing her fingers. "Afterwards, you'll need a painting teacher, a music teacher, oh, and a philosophy teacher."

In Margaret's opinion, it is necessary to replace Dr. Frans to give his daughter the best education, and to cultivate the youth into an outstanding person.

Jiqiu rubbed her head with a headache, she had no choice but to accept her fate and start her study career.

Fortunately, Mr. Mannion, the tutor, is not a black-hearted person. After teaching him the etiquette necessary for high society, he explained to Marguerite that her "brother" could attend the banquet.

"Have you really nothing to teach him?"

Marguerite asked, frowning. She suspected that Jiqiu had bribed Mr. Magnon in order to save money, "The teaching has just been going on for a week."

"Yes, madam." Magnon sighed, thinking of the behavior of the young man, "Your brother is like a born nobleman. Among the noblemen I have seen, no one is more elegant and decent than him. Mr. Goetti has a royal look. Everything he does is so natural, I even learned a lot from him."

Marguerite dubiously paid Mr. Manion half of the salary agreed at the time, "I hope so."

After seeing off the tutor, Margaret carried her skirt to the room where Jiqiu was, "Adrian, are you there?"

"I'm here, please come in." Jiqiu held the medical book in his hand and saw Margaret sitting on another chair in her room, "Is there something wrong, sister?"

Margaret looked at Jiqiu's movements carefully, she wished she could take a magnifying glass to see even her hair, and finally she had to admit, "Mr. Manion is right, Adrian has some noble blood in him." '

'Perhaps Doctor France is some down-and-out aristocrat?It is also possible that in order to marry Mrs. France, she chose to abandon her surname to become a doctor. '

A lot of plots that appeared in the script appeared in Margaret's mind, and her thoughts gradually drifted farther and farther.

"Margaret... Margaret?"

Jiqiu waved his hand in front of her eyes before waking Margaret up from her own world, "What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, I was thinking of what M. Magnon said." Marguerite replied truthfully. "Adrian, how did you learn so much? It seems to me that you know everything."

"Books are the best teachers for human beings." Sending Qiu Yang the book in Yang's hand, she picked up the quill pen on the table and continued to write and draw on the paper. A hundred years later, if it is treated early, it can be cured, or even cured, and the recurrence rate is very low.

But if it is in this era, it is a mortal ending, and patients will slowly meet death in pain.

And she vaguely remembered that La Traviata's illness was tuberculosis, which disappeared at a young age.

Jiqiu has to face not only the difficulty of treatment, but also human interference.In this era, the whole of Europe is pursuing this kind of morbid beauty, kissing, nocturnal exercise, eating will pass tuberculosis to the next person, and the upper class is advocating this "trend".