Diary of a Maid: Please Be Safe, Master Devil

Mu Nan broke into the Grand View Garden like Grandma Liu, and couldn't help shouting:
"I'm going, isn't this the oil painting "Rose" in my elementary school textbook? It's just thrown in the corner?"

"Hey, Leonardo da Vinci's collection of manuscripts, human anatomy diagrams, this thing is here? Could it be a fake?"

"Isn't this the rabbit's head from my Chinese Old Summer Palace? Damn, Gu Yuze, did your ancestors steal the Old Summer Palace from my Great China?"

"Ah, so many Chinese cultural relics, just put away like this? You don't like the country that you give back to me. Putting it here is a disrespect for the history of the world!"

Gu Yuze: "..."

In my impression, the little assistant who is not greedy for money seems to be a naive illusion.Gu Yuze raised his lips slightly, turned his head, and pointed to a pile of cleaning tools in the corner: "Everything is ready, there are still four hours before dark. Within four hours, I want to see a clean collection warehouse."

Mu Nan was silent for a while, the pile of tools in the corner, brooms, feather dusters, trash cans, clean water, towels, as expected, Nima has everything.The marble floor was deliberately covered with a layer of ash that was visible to the naked eye, and it looked like Gu Yuze had sent someone to do it.

"It can't be done. I heard from the bank manager just now that the collections here are controlled by constant temperature and automatically cleaned by advanced memory, which absolutely guarantees that the collections will not be damaged. I clean it by hand. What if I damage the treasures?" Mu Mu Nan Xin had lingering fears. This collection was almost as big as half the size of the Qingkong Mansion. If it really needed to be cleaned, it would take at least ten days and a half a month.

Gu Yuze raised his eyebrows, bent slightly, and leaned closer to Mu Nanqingjun's face: "Don't worry, all the collections you damage will be deducted from your salary. If the salary is deducted, then you will be my slave for life."

Mu Nan rolled his eyes, and the corner of his mouth rolled down.

"Tsk tsk, what's the matter, the little slave is not happy?" Gu Yuze smiled viciously, stretched out his hand to tease the cat, and hooked Munan's chin, causing Munan to shake his little arms in disgust.

"Young master, just talk when you speak, don't touch your hands~"

Gu Yuze was condescending, staring at that unnatural face with his eyes like a beast, and suddenly smiled lightly: "Little slave, back then, if you dared to sneak into my young master's room in the middle of the night and destroy my bedroom, you should know what will happen today. I will punish you Cleaning up the collection is only the first step, and you will have to bear it next."

After finishing speaking, he stroked Mu Nan's short hair vigorously with his big hand, then turned around with a big smile, and sat down leisurely on the noble chair that had been prepared.

Reaching out, he casually took a medieval bow and arrow, and casually played with it in his hand.

Mu Nan held back his breath, shit, didn't he just think that ghosts would get into your bed and ruin your room, so why bother?Isn't it because you took in the dog Caucasus against your will, and you missed it again?
Meeting a master who is so vengeful and caring, if it wasn't for the steelyard in his heart, Mu Nan would have jumped up and killed the bastard a long time ago!

Unwan took the cleaning tools, and first used the big bristle broom to sweep the long corridor inside and out.After sweeping, I looked back and found that it was the same after sweeping and not sweeping. The dust on the ground did not decrease, but there was an illusion of increasing.

So Mu Nan decisively threw the broom, took a big rag and went to the battlefield.

I wipe, I wipe, I wipe.The rag was rubbed vigorously outside the glass container, making a scream of crunching.Mu Nan imagined tempered glass as someone's face, I rubbed your devil's skin!

After rubbing it for a long time, the glass is still the same, the stains that were deliberately put on it are still there, and it is even dirtier. ． ．
Mu Nan was silent, and decisively shook off the rag, picked up a bucket of water, splashed it on the ground quickly, and took a big mop to draw and stir in the water.

In the monitoring room of the bank, the employee's eyelids kept twitching, and he clutched his chest in pain, wishing he could get into the monitoring room screen and directly pull out the "troublemaker" Mu Nan.He turned his head and asked with tears in his eyes: "General manager, does the young master not want this collection library? If you let this kid go on tormenting, these treasures will be destroyed."

The blond-haired and blue-eyed British general manager was already twitching and twitching in pain. On the monitor screen, the young master seemed to be watching with great interest, and he didn't care about Mu Nan's terrible torture.The general manager made a cross with both hands, and sighed: "God bless. We can't guess what the young master is thinking—shit! What the fuck is this guy doing!!"

In the monitor, Mu Nan, who couldn't clean the ground, simply washed the Dragon King Temple with water. If I can't clean you, I can't wash you away?

I splash, I splash, splash vigorously!

Mu Nan's ability to take care of himself is two extremes.On the one hand, in the shortest time, she can tidy herself up into a tomboy who is completely flawless; on the other hand, her ability to tidy up is comparable to that of a blind man, and even blind people can tidy up better than her!

Maybe geniuses are two extremes. In Wuzhen, China, when my mother was hospitalized, Mu Nan's room became a haunted cemetery in an instant.In the room of the Qingkong House, although Mama Zhang cleans it up every day, Mu Nan can still turn heaven into hell in just half an hour. His superb hand disability ability makes people cry and saddened to see.

Gu Yuze asked her to clean the library, just to see someone's jokes with her own eyes.He once occasionally glimpsed Mu Nan's garbage dump-like room, leaving a deep psychological shadow since then, and understood Mu Nan's poor ability to take care of himself in life.

The young master was sitting on the throne like an emperor, with his legs crossed gracefully, his left hand resting on the side of his face, and his right index finger tapping rhythmically on the edge of the chair. Youyou Motong watched Mu Nan's "destructive" cleaning activities.

"Slave, take it easy, are you wiping tempered glass, or smashing glass?"

"Who taught you to sweep the floor with water? Do you think it's a flood?"

"This young master didn't approve you to rest, who allowed you to stop?"

"Tsk tsk, put down that medieval bow, why, do you want to shoot Ben to death with one arrow?"

Mu Nan gritted his teeth, wishing he could take a rag and stuff it into Gu Yuze's mouth, the villain in his heart looked up to the sky and sighed, oh my god, why didn't you accept this monster? !
Gu Yuzete likes to watch Mu Nan's various small movements, such as a white eye, a small look of disdain, the corner of his lips slightly glanced down, and the movements of bending over.A rare interest floated in Gu Daxie's heart, the star earring on his right ear was shining brightly under the light, and the ink pupil fell on Mu Nan for a long time.

This kid is really interesting.

"Master, how come there are no Chinese collections here before the Tang Dynasty? It's so strange." Mu Nan took a rag and wiped it on a protective glass vessel of a Chinese Tang tricolor horse, with his back to Gu Yuze, as if asked casually.

Gu Yuze didn't seem to be any different, and answered in a nonchalant manner: "Categorized by value, the most valuable things are all in the central collection."

Mu Nan's eyebrows twitched, and he silently wrote down the five words "central collection library".Then he asked tentatively: "If it is a jade from the pre-Qin period in China, I heard that it is quite valuable, why haven't I seen it here?"

Now Gu Yuze heard something was wrong, raised his head, and his exploring eyes fell on Mu Nan's small body: "Why, what's the idea of ​​the little slave? Or do you want to go to the central collection to clean up?"

Mu Nan pursed his mouth, rubbed his hands vigorously on the glassware, and pretended to curse angrily: "You want me to smash that central warehouse, just let me in!"

Her eyes fell on the glass, too lazy to listen to Young Master Gu moaning.

Memories drift back to the past, when Mu Nan's father was still a special soldier, and he talked with Mu Nan's mother about the bitter long-distance relationship.Once the army was deep in the mountains and accidentally dug out a group of pre-Qin tombs.With an order from above, the hidden troops in the mountains had to become tomb robbers digging for national treasures.

Mu Nan's father rushed into the tombs first than his comrades-in-arms, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the crystal clear black jade bracelet in the funeral objects. Mu Nan's father thought about it, thinking that his girlfriend Nan Qinyue had a classical temperament, which just matched this bracelet, so he went So I hid it and sent it to the beautiful woman.

As a result, a pre-Qin bracelet contributed to the loving lovers.Time has passed, and when Nan Qinyue was hospitalized, a thief broke into the house, just in time to take away the token bracelet.After several twists and turns, Gu Yuze's SE International Group unexpectedly acquired it.

That is an extremely rare black jade bracelet, with the name of Pre-Qin on the front, but it is still intact, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as priceless.

Thinking of this incident, Mu Xiaonan's heart felt infinitely bitter, and he kept banging his head against the glassware.

Dad, if you want to give my mother a love gift, can't you give me a cheaper one?I must give you an out-of-print ink jade bracelet from the pre-Qin period!In order to get back the love between the two of you, your daughter put down her face to be someone else's slave, ah bah assistant, and was tossed by top-quality demons all day long.

Mu Xiaonan's children's shoes almost shed two bitter tears. Thinking of the old mother who would sigh and cry secretly in the nursing home in the dead of night, she immediately had the illusion of being abandoned by the world.

Immersed in my "sad reminder" life, my head unconsciously hit the glassware.

"Clang, clang, clang."

Hey, Central Collection, how high should that be?If you can't steal it, you can only honestly fulfill your promise to President Gu Shaoyan, and stay by Gu Yuze's side honestly, in exchange for the condition of getting the bracelet.

Alas, alas, alas.
Gu Yuze, who was full of interest over there, suddenly saw this scene, and was stunned for a while. In the next second, he had already walked over, preventing Mu Nan from bumping his head against the glass, and asked in a cold voice: "If you don't want to clean, use this broken method in exchange for this young man. sympathy? Slave, you can do it!"

Mu Nan groaned, his lips parted blankly, and the rag in his hand hit the ground with a slap.

Seeing Mu Nan's reaction, Gu Yuze's voice became colder, and he pressed his finger hard on Mu Nan's blushing forehead: "Forget it, after scanning for two hours, I see that you don't have any virtuous talent, so I will let you go for the time being today." !"

Mu Nan: "Ah, no - I was distracted and hit the glass just now, and you asked me to keep cleaning."

Gu Yuze didn't listen to someone's real explanation at all, and felt a surge of displeasure in his heart. This kid is so cunning that he dared to use the trick of hitting the glass to pretend to be pitiful against him!But why is he so damn soft-hearted? !