My years as a menswear boss

In a short period of time, Ryan got rid of those vacillating MPs, and extended his hands to the political center bit by bit. The rest of the king's sons never thought that the imprisoned brother could control what they wanted in a place they couldn't see. The minister who wins over.

"Your Highness is doing very well." Jiqiu rubbed Leian's head encouragingly, with a smile on her face, "You are my most proud student."

"Do you have any other students?" Ryan grasped the point and asked a little unhappy.

"It's true, I only have one student, Your Highness, and you are the best no matter what." Jiqiu spread his hands helplessly.

Ryan was delighted by this answer, he stood up and hugged Jiqiu, "You can only be my teacher."

Jiqiu looked at the beautiful blue eyes in front of her, and she couldn't help showing some preference, "Of course, I will only be your Highness's teacher alone."

Before she left, she arranged her homework, "I'm going home tomorrow, you have to finish your homework well."

"Oh, I see. Then can I see you at night?" Ryan sat obediently in front of the writing desk, his eyes flickering with anticipation.

Jiqiu thought for a while, "I will try my best to come back."

Her first account training was more like raising a child. It took not only time, but also a lot of hard work.

Even though the purpose at the beginning was to take advantage of her, she still cared about Ryan, for fear that something might go wrong with this tuba.

Back home, Jiqiu handed the coat to Louise, and found that Margaret did not greet her, feeling a little puzzled, "Where is my sister?"

"Miss is in the living room." Louise replied.

Jiqiu looked around, then lowered his voice, "Is there anything going on with that man recently?"

Louise hesitated, but said truthfully, "He often stays overnight when you're not around."

The young man's face darkened after hearing this, "Is it very frequent?"

"Yes... Occasionally, it's just that the frequency has increased recently." The housekeeper hadn't seen her husband's black face for a long time, and she was startled.

"I see, let's take a closer look." Jiqiu took out a bag of shiny candies from his pocket, "This is candy from the palace, and it's for Lina."

"Oh, thank you! She must like it very much!"

Louise took the bag of high-end candies. She felt a little headache from being pestered by her daughter for candies recently. Lena was already fascinated by the preserved fruit from Goetti's house, and she no longer ate those candies made of sugar water.

Jiqiu came to the living room and saw Margaret sitting by the window.

"Margaret?" Jiqiu touched his sister who was in a daze, "Why do you look restless?"

"Adrian." Seeing Jiqiu who came home suddenly, Margaret put her head lightly on the young man's shoulder blades, and hesitated for a long time before expressing her latest troubles, "Someone proposed to me."

Jiqiu froze for a moment, she twitched the corner of her mouth, "Armand Duval?"

Margaret nodded slightly, "Yes, he said he wanted to marry me.... At first I thought he was teasing me, but later I found out that he seemed to be serious."

Since Adrian entered the palace, her heart was empty. The servants at home tried their best to make her happy, but the difference in status made them always separated by a layer of glass.Until the appearance of Armand, Margaret's loneliness was greatly relieved.

"Do you love him?" Jiqiu asked, she suspected that Armand was only in love with Marguerite's beautiful skin.

Before meeting Margaret, she had investigated the man and kept a gentle lover.

After experiencing so many worlds, none of the outstanding men she met was irresponsible.

"Maybe love." Margaret replied uncertainly, she touched her heart and said, "I will be happy because I see him, and I will be disappointed because he doesn't write to me. I see him around him." There are other women who develop a feeling of jealousy."

'Worthy of the amorous and romantic France. Jiqiu thought with a headache.

"Has he found a job?" Jiqiu knew that Armand had obtained a lawyer's qualification certificate, but he had been doing nothing, living on a fixed [-] francs a year.

Margaret shook her head honestly, "He said that his mother left him a large inheritance, and his father would give him a sum of money every month as living expenses."

Jiqiu stood up abruptly, scratched his head vigorously, "So he is still gnawing at the old man now?!"

"Chew the old man?" Margaret was a little puzzled when she heard this word for the first time.

"It's an adult who has no ability, has sound limbs, and a normal brain. He can work and earn money, but relies on his parents to support him to survive."

Jiqiu finished a long list in one breath, she was pampered and spoiled by Dantès in her previous life, and she didn't lose her ability to make money.

Margaret trembled a little under the pressure of the young man's powerful aura, and she replied weakly, "But I have seen many young masters like this."

"Common doesn't mean it's normal." Jiqiu said with a sneer.

"I think I can keep him, just like those men keep their lovers." Margaret defended herself in a low voice, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that her idea was okay, "After all, he is very good-looking, and he is very good at pleasing me. "

"Then it's not good for you to continue to maintain this relationship?"

Jiqiu held Margaret's hand sadly and said, she seriously gave examples of those lovers who were in love with each other after they got married and quarreled over daily necessities, and finally got bored with each other, and each found a new lover, "...those taboo feelings It will stimulate the hormones in the human body and make people look forward to life every day."

Margaret's unsteady heart was moved by Jiqiu's words, and she nodded dizzily, "Adrian, you are right, I will think about it carefully."

"You look haggard, go to sleep." Jiqiu gently pushed Margaret, telling her to rest gently but forcefully.

"Adrian, do you have someone you like now?"

Margaret got into bed, only revealing a pair of big honey-colored eyes, which looked smart and sly.

"No." Jiqiu helped her armpit the corner of the quilt, and drew the heavy curtains to block the hot sun.

"Even if it's a girl, if you like it, you can take it home and show it to your sister, okay?" Margaret said sincerely as she pulled the quilt up to her neck.

"What are you thinking? It's nothing!" Jiqiu couldn't bear it anymore and covered her eyes with his hands, "Stop talking, go to sleep!"

"Okay, honey, I won't tease you anymore, I'll go to sleep right away." Margaret closed her eyes obediently and stopped talking.

Jiqiu reached out to help Margaret loosen the hair caught in the clothes, so that she could sleep more comfortably, and then walked out of the room after confirming that everything was fine.

"Is this a letter from my sister?" Jiqiu saw that Susie was holding a tray with a letter on it, with a line of beautiful cursive written on it——Miss Marguerite Goetti (accepted)

"Oh, yes." Susie replied with a bit of embarrassment, "It's from Mr. Duval."

"Duval? He still dares to send a letter?!" Jiqiu said with an ugly face, she picked up the envelope and opened it, skipping a bunch of hypocritical greetings on it, and only noticed one location, which was a famous cafe near the Seine River.

"Don't tell Miss." After she finished speaking, she put the letter in her pocket, walked into her room without waiting for Susie's answer, took out a blank check from the drawer, thought for a while, filled in a number, and put it in an envelope inside.

Susie was still standing where she was just now, her face full of confusion, when she saw Jiqiu coming out, she was interrupted when she was about to speak.

"I have something to go out for, and I'll be back at dinner time." Jiqiu put on his coat and left in a hurry.

Louise, who was thinking about the expenses, saw Susie stationed in the middle of the corridor, she reprimanded dissatisfiedly, "Susie, what are you doing here, why don't you go to the laundry to retrieve the skirt that the lady put there!"

Susie said anxiously, "Mrs. Louise, I seem to have gotten into trouble."

Louise was used to Susie's reckless behavior, and asked angrily, "What's the matter?"

"Sir has just taken Mr. Duval's letter to Miss."

"No way, Mr. Duval will not disturb Miss when Mr. is at home. This is something they have discussed."

Susie looked at Mrs. Louise who looked surprised, lowered her head and said hastily, "It's not Mr. Duval, it's Mr. Duval, the tax collector in Paris."

Louise covered her mouth, "Ah, why did he suddenly write to Miss?"

"It's not important, Mrs. Louise." Susie was about to cry out in anxiety, "The important thing is that Mr. regarded him as Mr. Duval Jr. and went to the appointment according to the address on the letter!!"

Louise's face was pale, she staggered a bit, supported her head and leaned against the wall, "Oh, my God! What is this called!"

Jiqiu arrived at the cafe half an hour earlier than the appointed time, and she laid out the check ahead of time, "When I saw Armand, the soft-bodied man, I threw the check in his face and told him to leave my sister." '

She ordered a cappuccino, stirred the cream on it calmly, and took out her pocket watch to check the time from time to time.

After a while, a figure appeared in Jiqiu's vision, sitting opposite her.

"Hello?" Duval looked at some familiar faces in front of him, and he took the initiative to say hello.

Jiqiu frowned, and quickly put on a suitable expression, "Your Excellency Duval?"

Duval nodded. He saw a check in his place with a string of zeros written on it, "This is?"

"Sorry, I'm sorry." Jiqiu quickly took back the check, smiled and nodded at him, "Would you like something to drink?"

"Black coffee is fine." Duval's rehearsed lines fell through, and he finished ordering and looked at the young man opposite him calmly.

Duval encountered this outstanding young man by the king's side many times. He asked the king's personal servants curiously before he knew that "he" was a hot young medical scientist in Europe. The Paris Academy of Sciences repeatedly gave him olive branches. The Paris Royal Academy of Mathematics, which recruits the children of nobles, is willing to put down its dignity and invite this young doctor as a lecturer.