The little secretary wore an emerald dress with the skirt hanging between the slender thighs. The white fluffy skirt lace and the white stockings on the knees outlined a great viewing area.

Xia Qiu's unconcealed gaze made Wen Nairong feel an invisible palm stroking her. She took a step back and pulled her skirt uneasily.

"Didn't you talk about white silk? Why did it turn into such thick stockings?" Xia Qiu asked in confusion.

"I will be frozen to death." Wen Nairong replied.

Before the weather could get warm, Wen Nairong put on a long coat in her dress. When she entered the room, she hung the long coat on the hanger.

"Other celebrities can wear evening dresses and go out in winter. You can't wear white silk as a secretary? If the reason is not sufficient, points will be deducted!" The Xia Qiu judges strictly criticized and enjoyed it.

Dresses are children's clothing. On the street, you can see adult women wearing various small skirts, but the only ones wearing dresses are basically girls holding their parents' hands, except Lolita.

If you look closely, this emerald dress also has a Lolita style.

A girl who is short and thin, with big eyes and small breasts looks even more cute when wearing this dress.

Her little face, which looks like a neon doll, her fair and slender, worrying arms and legs, and her a little twisted look because she is not used to the skirt, all of which make Xia Qiu excited.

This kind of heartbeat is different from the almost complete lust for Zhuang Yuqian, and from the mixture of seventy-sixth-parted closeness and three-parted lust for Yi Yiyi. This is almost ninety-nine percent of the appreciation of works of art.

He reached his hands under Funarong's armpit.

Before Wen Nairong could come to her senses, the scenery in front of her changed and the height rose.

"What are you doing?" Wen Nairong looked down at Xia Qiu. Her voice was calm, and her heart was also calm.

From the current perspective, she can see Xia Qiu's head and look down at the boy. She even feels not bad.

However, the temperature from the boy placed under her shoulders and supported her body made her body a little hot.

"At this time, shouldn't you scream and let me go, or shout that I'm not a child?"

"Look at less neon cartoons."

"Wow, I'm so rude, extremely sharp, and I'm just pointing my heart. If I were in junior high school, I would cry when I heard this!"

Xia Qiu put down the little secretary and patted her head: "This is so unlovely, 10% off!"

Funarong pulled the edge of her skirt and patted her side, dispelling the temperature of her palms left by the summer and autumn on her clothes.

Xia Qiu continued: "White silk turns into white stockings, 30% off, and 10% off when you speak, you only have 60% off. I have said that if the cuteness value is less than 90, I will go on strike!"

Wen Nairong originally thought that cuteness was just a joke, but she didn't expect Xia Qiu to really review it seriously. She looked up at Xia Qiu.

"However, your cuteness can be added to 50 points, and the final score is 110. Congratulations." Xia Qiu smiled and held her hand, shaking it up and down, making a congratulation.

This turning method is really old-fashioned. Wen Nairong muttered and was happy. It seemed that she didn't like cats very much when she was a child, but when the cat was close to her, she still felt happy. Compared to cats, it was a turning method, not summer and autumn.

"The employees are already waiting." The young secretary reminded Xia Qiu that it was time to do serious business.

"Let them come in." Xia Qiu walked inside and sat behind the desk beside the window.

This is the office in Xiaqiu, which is rented by Wen Nairong.

Today we are recruiting club employees.

"This is the information." Wen Nairong walked to her desk, took the documents out of the file bag, and handed them to Xia Qiu.

"I won't look at it too long." Xia Qiu waved his hand and lay on the boss's chair.

"This one is a brief version." Wen Nairong had known this would happen, so she made a very short document.

Take it, take it with a simple glance.

There are ten security guards, five salesmen, and one male secretary.

Let’s look at the brief introduction. They are all elites from their respective industries. The following is the other party’s desire.

Twelve are sick, three are disabled, and one is...the daughter is sick?

Xia Qiu pointed to the two people in the middle and said, "Where did I get the limbs for them? Do you pay?"

"Then it's cut off."

"Put them into the next batch, and arrange some common parts for next pawn to store."

"good."

Xia Qiu looked at the other twelve patients, but fortunately, they were all terminally ill, not something missing or something damaged.

If it is a disease, Xia Qiu can take away the disease directly, but if something is missing and it is damaged, Xia Qiu can only replace that part, just like Wen Nairong's father.

First, let the twelve employees who were sick come in, and Xia Qiu took away all kinds of diseases on them.

In his pawn space, there are more things that can be exchanged with mentally ill patients and teachers and students of the School of Philosophy.

Then there is the infusion of loyalty and honesty.

Honesty is necessary, and loyalty does not mean that it will not be concealed.

If you do bad things with good intentions, you may be stupid people who are not honest enough and do whatever you want.

However, honesty also has its disadvantages. Being honest with oneself and being honest outside. Xia Qiu reflects on it and that next time, he will have to acquire some self-discipline. Only with self-discipline can these employees strictly shut up.

Even if these employees were still accidentally, it didn't matter if they revealed some of them. Xia Qiu stripped away his personality, and these employees could not recognize him at all.

Thinking about the worst, it is okay to be exposed.

The first round of job fair was completed, Jiang Ruoying walked in, and she took away these twelve surprises for her recovery, shocked by the indescribable power of existence in front of her, and confused by her future new employees.

In the conference room, Jiang Ruoying introduced her grandfather to the employees, the people they loyal to, the reasons for the existence of the club, and the manifestation of miracles in the world, - Xia Qiu.

Of course, Xia Qiu’s real name cannot be used. Regarding his title, Wen Nairong, Jiang Feihong and Jiang Ruoying reached an agreement, so they used the pawnshop shopkeeper to call him “the shopkeeper’s”.

The salesmen who were responsible for specific business and had a flexible mind quickly figured out the situation, and the remaining few people in charge of security were still a little confused.

Jiang Ruoying turned on the projector and started playing a TV series - "Pawnshop No. 8".

On the other hand, Xia Qiu and Wen Nairong met the last employee reserve service, Chi Yucheng, who was positioned as the male secretary by Wen Nairong.

When he walked into the office, Chi Yucheng knelt on the ground without looking at Xia Qiu behind the desk.

"Raise your head." Xia Qiu said.

Chi Yucheng raised his head and looked at the direction of the sound. He saw nothing at the first glance, but saw the outline of a figure in the second glance, but couldn't see anything at the third glance.

In such repetitions, the figures gradually became clear. Just like the old TV with poor signals more than 20 years ago, the black and white light trembled, and the picture gradually appeared from the snowflake screen.

He stared at the figure tightly, forgot to speak, forgot to bow his head, and even the figure of his daughter who had never left his mind for the past eight years almost forgot about it.

The boy behind the desk was like a magnet, firmly sucking Chi Yucheng's attention.

The boy is the warm sun, the boy is the sad moon, the boy is the starry sky of beautiful dreams, the boy is the Adonis walking on the earth, everything is overshadowed in front of the boy.

The moment he briefly pulled back his spirit, he felt fear. He loved his daughter and his wife, but he felt that everything he loved was not as good as the boy he had just met in front of him.
Chapter completed!