Rebirth of the Beast World: I am the favorite of the boss

Early the next morning, Chu Changfeng had a lot of things to do today.

Take out the precipitated sweet potato powder and dry it in the sun, then pick the wild chrysanthemums from yesterday to remove the remaining stalks, sundries and other things, and then put them in a cool place to dry.

Only halfway through the work, the servants came to tell Chu Changfeng that Sang Li had come to look for him again.

Sang Li is currently the most important employee of Chu Changfeng. Hearing his arrival, he ordered his subordinates to go to the side hall to see Chu Changfeng after doing their work.

"Master Chu!"

"Sang Li, what can I do for you today?"

"Master Chu, I'm here today to discuss with you how to make storytelling more interesting." Sang Li was a little embarrassed.

"Yesterday, I was reading to some children on the streets of the city, but they couldn't sit still at all. Their noisy voices overshadowed my voice. I asked them to be quiet for a while, but I couldn't remember what to say next."

Speaking of this, Sang Li lowered his shoulders in frustration, "Master Chu, will anyone really listen to my storytelling?"

"Yes, your storytelling is very interesting. The children are so young that they can't be sure."

"But the person at my roadside stall told a book, and he was busy doing business. He didn't understand half of the story, and he turned back and asked me about the plot..." The more Sang Li said, the more he was hit.

When Chu Changfeng heard the person he was looking for, he pursed his lips and snickered, "Sang Li, listening to books depends on the occasion and character. How can children sit and listen quietly at their lively age? People want to do business, and what is more important to them is to make enough money to eat tomorrow, and your storytelling can't fill their stomachs."

"Is the restaurant suitable?" Sang Li said, "I don't even know what a restaurant is like?"

"The restaurant is actually a restaurant, a place to eat. It's very quiet in the lobby before the meal time. Those who are willing to come to hear the story are passing the time. If you tell a book there, those people will listen carefully to your story. "

"Will you really listen?"

Sang Li was beaten up by the children and the stall owner yesterday and couldn't sleep well all night. Not long after dawn, he hurriedly came to Chu Changfeng to explain his doubts.

Chu Changfeng smiled and said: "Sang Li, I know you are worried. How about the anxiety that you have worked so hard to tell a book but no one is there to support you? If there are no customers in the store, I will ask the shop assistants to listen to your storytelling, and I will order They must not disturb your storytelling, but listen quietly to your storytelling. Although there are not many people, they can still cheer for you."

"Master Chu, why are you so kind to me..." Sang Li couldn't help feeling sour. He is a book writer, and the rules in his family have always been strict, even his parents didn't laugh at him.

If one thing is not done well, you will either be beaten or scolded.

So much so that Sang Li was afraid of not being able to do anything well, and would be beaten and scolded, but Chu Changfeng, facing his anxiety and lack of confidence, did not scold him, but comforted him.

"Sang Li, your storytelling is very interesting, you have to believe in yourself. Besides, you were hired by me, so I believe in my own vision."

"Master Chu, I will definitely not disappoint your expectations. But, can you practice with me for a while?"

Chu Changfeng practiced tirelessly with Sang Li, and when Mo Zhixing came back from his busy schedule, he heard that Chu Changfeng had been with Sang Li all day today, his face darkened immediately, and he went to the side hall without saying a word.

Seeing Zhao Yixiu and Mo Zhixing walking in two directions, Fei Yao caught up with Zhao Yixiu and asked, "Aren't you following?"

"No, what can I do in the mansion, and I can't help you with the past."

"Help who?" Fei Yao asked.

Zhao Yixiu shrugged and said nothing.

In the side hall...

After Sang Li finished telling the last paragraph of the story, Chu Changfeng closed the book with a bit of exhaustion. Seeing the fatigue in his eyes, Sang Li blamed himself and asked, "Young Master Chu, you have worked hard with me for a day. How about I thank you for your hard work?" Squeeze your shoulders for you?"

"No, it's quite interesting to sit here and listen to your story. It's much easier than the physical work I usually do." Chu Changfeng smiled.

Sang Li still blamed himself for wasting Chu Changfeng's time with him for a day, "Master Chu, let me do something for you, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

"It's… okay."

Sang Li was overjoyed, and went forward to pinch Chu Changfeng's shoulders, but before he put his hand on it, a big palm grabbed him firmly.

"What are you going to do?" Mo Zhixing asked with a cold face.

Sang Li said: "I see that Mr. Chu is tired, so I want to squeeze his shoulders to relax."

"No, I'll take care of him, you go back." Mo Zhixing came back from a walk around the iceberg with a face full of chills, with an air of "If you don't leave me, I will freeze you to death".

Sang Li timidly withdrew his hand and said respectfully, "Okay."

Watching Sang Li's figure go away until he couldn't see it, Mo Zhixing snorted coldly, put his hands on Chu Changfeng's shoulders and gently kneaded, his face was filled with the pride of the winner.

"You actually squeezed my shoulders for me?" Chu Changfeng said.

Mo Zhixing said displeased: "I'm a person who keeps my word, little cat, you actually doubt me?"

As he spoke, he exerted a slight force on his hand. The force was neither heavy nor light, and there was an indescribable ambiguity. Chu Changfeng only felt itchy, and quickly dodged, "Don't pinch like this, itchy."

"Pinching my shoulders itch, what if I pinch this place?"

Mo Zhixing attacked Chu Changfeng's waist with lightning speed.

Chu Changfeng was very ticklish, and whenever he was touched by a sensitive place, he immediately got up and dodged, "Mo Zhixing, don't make trouble!"

"The kitten is really ticklish." Mo Zhixing showed a sly face, and continued to attack Chu Changfeng's waist.

Chu Changfeng was so frightened that he dodged again and again, and hid at the door. He miscalculated the height of the door frame, and the height of his legs was not enough. Chu Changfeng lost his balance and leaned forward.

"careful!"

At the last moment, Mo Zhixing hugged Chu Changfeng and fell to the ground with a thud. There was a dull pain in his back. He was about to ask Chu Changfeng how he was?

Raising his eyebrows, he looked into the eyes of Mrs. Yue who was standing aside.

"Mother..." Mo Zhixing suddenly felt guilty for some reason.

Madam Yue's expression was indifferent, "They are so big, and they don't pay attention to fighting. Does it hurt from the fall? Help Young Master Chu and the young master up."

The guards who followed quickly helped the two of them up.

Mo Zhixing and Chu Changfeng were like naughty children who were caught doing something bad, they lacked confidence in front of Madam Yue and dared not speak.

"Chang Feng, Zhi Xing will not be serious when he makes a fuss. If he bullies you too much, come and tell me, and I will make the decision for you."

"Mom, I am your son."

"You are not as good-looking as Changfeng." Madam Yue said.

Mo Zhixing agreed very much, "That's true."

"Changfeng looks so good-looking, it hurts so much if it falls and knocks, you should be careful when you fight with Changfeng in the future." Madam Yue warned.

Mo Zhixing nodded.

Chu Changfeng was stunned when he heard Madam Yue's words.

Why, in their eyes, did he look like a fragile object?

I'm a macho!It's strong and can carry it!