He entered a wealthy family by mistake

Hamor was very upset and kept pinching his eyebrows to force himself to calm down.

Saiman had said that he was not interested in managing the company, so he thought that Saiman was just complaining. Unexpectedly, he kept running away and even made his old retainer angry.

Forget it if you're angry, it's not childish for you as an adult to pull out the beard of an old retainer for fun.

"It's been half a month, and His Highness hasn't even read ten documents. Wow, oh, oh, this old man like me is definitely not suitable to be a retainer."

The old retainer began to cry again, this time not complaining about being full, but starting to doubt himself.

As he cried, Moor's head hurt even more. This was an old minister from the generation of Empress Dasi. How could it be that there was something wrong with his abilities? There were countless people outside the palace who wanted to be his students.

Hamor was not too angry to make progress, but hated the queen.

The queen wants a puppet king, so it is naturally impossible for her to seriously train Saiman Sai'an. This leads to Saiman not being good at learning. When he grows up, it is not easy to learn anything. After a long time, he naturally has no patience to learn.

"Princess, is this old minister really old and useless?"

The old retainer who had been beaten for half a month burst into tears, which was pitiful to see.

"This has nothing to do with you, it's because he can't learn it on his own."

"Really?"

The old retainer blew his nose while confirming with Hamor that his reputation could be saved?

"I will take care of the rest of the documents. You can have a good rest first."

After Hamor finished speaking, he nodded to the old retainer and then took his assistant back to Saiman's office.

Saiman originally asked for an office in the main hall just to accompany Hamol. He happily came to Hamol every day with breakfast, lunch and dinner, and he was in a very happy mood.

Now the old retainer suddenly chased him into the palace. As soon as Saiman saw his office, he ran away without hesitation for a second.

At first, the old retainer wanted to go to the palace to work with Saiman, so that he could force Saiman to work by grabbing him from the bed.

But Sai De's retainer in the palace chose first, and Sai Man's retainer had no choice but to give up. These two highnesses are not masters who can work seriously. They don't know what will happen if they are put together, so they simply separate. .

Returning to Saiman's office, Hamor frowned. There were documents on the sofa, on the coffee table, on the desk, and on the chairs. You could tell without looking that Saiman had changed places one after another. He jumped out of the window and ran away when he couldn't sit still. road.

"I'll go clean it up right away."

The assistant hurriedly packed up the documents on the sofa. Hamel's expression was so terrifying that he didn't dare to provoke him.

After putting it away, the assistant took out a book from the closed file. Out of curiosity, it turned out to be a novel, or a novel about Country H. The cover said: "President, your contract wife has run away again." 》

The assistant's mouth twitched for a moment, what kind of novel is this?

No, His Highness is a grown man, how can he read this kind of novel?

The assistant didn't even know how to complain. There were a lot of documents to deal with and she was still in the mood to read a novel.

Thinking of the old retainer who was crying in anger, the assistant decided to put the novel away. If the old retainer saw it, he would faint from anger.

Hamor, who was clearing away the documents on his desk and chair, also saw a novel. His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. If Saiman was next to him now, he would definitely give Saiman a kick.

Hamor suppressed his anger and sorted and folded the documents, and threw all the seven or eight novels he collected into the trash can.

The assistant glanced at Hamol who threw the novel angrily, and also threw the novel as trash without daring to keep it.

He picked up the documents and walked to his desk, putting them away carefully.

Hamel pushed up his work glasses, sat down on his chair, opened the files, and immediately entered office mode. Not long after, he heard the sound of signatures being signed, and he processed the files one after another and put them aside.

The assistant hurriedly stepped forward and put the documents that Hamel had processed back on the coffee table. He read the remaining documents on the sofa, and then handed them to Hamel for signature.

In just two hours, Harmore and his assistant finished processing half of the documents, and the only sounds in the entire office were the sound of pens rubbing against paper and flipping through documents.

When the old retainer came over to look at it after he had rested, Hamor had already read the important part of the document and placed it neatly on the coffee table.

The old retainer quickly rubbed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw that the coffee table was indeed full of processed documents, all signed by Harmore.

He knew that Hamor's work efficiency was very high, but he didn't expect it to be so ridiculously high.

After following Hamol for two months, the assistant's speed in processing documents has improved a lot. At first, he was so busy that he was dizzy, but now he can keep up with Hamol's pace.

The old retainer started to cry again, why did such a good princess end up with their worthless Highness.

The old retainer who had checked all the documents walked to the desk. He coughed as he looked down at Hamel, who was quickly processing the documents, and cautiously asked Hamel, "Princess, do you like a husband who is younger than you?"

Hamel, who signed the document without raising his head, said in a cold voice, "I don't like it."

It was bad enough that Saiman was the same age as him, but Saiman was still young so he couldn't go crazy.

"Just be a little younger, so I can be mature. I'm more mature than His Highness."

The old retainer is working hard to sell, and the wealth does not flow to other people's fields, so it is better to benefit his own grandson.

Hamor stopped processing the documents and looked up at the old retainer, wondering why he suddenly told him this.

When Hamor saw his old retainer, he immediately introduced him excitedly, "The grandson of the old retainer will be able to enter the palace to assist His Highness this year. He has a good mind, a good figure, and a good appearance."

puff! Is this a blatant poaching of His Highness Saiman?

The assistant who was sitting on the sofa reading documents was shocked. There was actually a retainer who wanted to kidnap His Highness's wife, and he didn't shy away from it at all.

Hamel is not stupid and he heard it.

Just now, when the old retainer asked him whether he liked his younger husband, he thought it was impossible. When he looked up at the old retainer, he actually introduced his grandson to him, with a look of excitement on his face.

Hamor did not answer the old retainer's question. He turned to look at the assistant on the sofa and said, "Inform him truthfully."

The assistant already had a tacit understanding with Hamel, and knowing that Hamel was talking about Saiman, he immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Saiman saying that his retainer wanted to poach him.

The old retainer did not have such a tacit understanding with Hamel, and did not know what Hamel asked his assistant to do. He continued to sell Hamel, "My grandson is not short at 190cm, and he has good physical strength."

"If you are interested, I will give you my grandson's number right away, so we can meet and contact you now."

"Good physical strength?"

Hamor raised his eyebrows, wondering why the old retainer emphasized this.

In fact, the old retainer misunderstood that Hamor fell in love with Saiman because Saiman had good physical strength. After all, Saiman was tall and powerful. Except for his poor brain, he was impeccable in other aspects.

"Didn't you fall in love with His Highness because of His physical strength?" The old retainer scratched his head in confusion.

Hamor frowned, "Who passed it on?"

"This...does this still need to be passed on?"

Isn't this obvious at first glance?

The old retainer was a little confused.

Hamor was speechless. He fell in love with Saiman and it wasn't because of Saiman's physical strength. Could it be that he liked being fucked?

The assistant who was silently watching the show took a picture of the scene and sent it to Saiman. He typed with his hands clicking: Your Highness, if you don’t come back, the princess will really be taken away by your retainers.

"Who keeps texting me?"

Saiman, who was hiding in the tree with his arms in his arms, was irritated. He took out his phone angrily and read text messages.

"Damn it, damn old man, I just didn't read the documents and you poached me."

After watching the video, Saiman was furious. He quickly climbed down from the top of the tree, jumped off the tree and ran quickly towards his office.

"I saw Your Highness, I saw Your Highness, running over there."

The knight finally saw Saiman, and a group of people chased after Saiman.

Saiman was wondering if the air traffic control had been discovered and he ran towards the main hall.

He kicked open his office door, panted and ran to his desk. In front of his old retainer, he bowed his head and gave Hamol a passionate kiss. The whole office was instantly filled with stickiness.