Entrepreneurship in a different world

Originally, I just came to pick up my own custom-made clothes, so I picked up a pair of father and son and went up the mountain. Kuo Mo was in a very excited mood on the way back to the mountain.

He didn't know why he felt excited when he met Wen Rong and Dabao.Probably, every time he saw their father and son making their master speechless, he was also secretly happy.

Wen Rong also had a speechless expression on his face.Just to send a piece of clothing, how did you know it would be so troublesome?I have to go to other people's homes to return it face to face.

It would be nice if they left the store one minute earlier and didn't meet this Mr. Kuomo.

The housekeeper, Tang Na, looked gloomy at the dinner that the master didn't touch today, and was very worried that if this continued, how many days would his head remain on his neck?

Although the poor taste of this dish is not the fault of the cook, it is the fault of the raw materials.However, as a housekeeper, he also has to bear a lot of responsibility in this matter.

"What should I do if the master is a picky eater?" He wanted to post a question online to ask those netizens outside.

"Mr. Como is back!" His assistant's voice came from outside the door, "Mr. Donner, that gentleman came with his son last time."

Tang Na's originally bad mood became even worse after hearing the news.Why are you here again?

It's not that he really doesn't like Wen Rong and his son, it's just that they... lack ethics and shame.Especially the child named Dabao, who actually called his master 'Daddy', and his real father was beside him, and he didn't know how to educate him well. Can this kind of name be called casually?What's more, he didn't know how to serve the table before the host's house arrived, wiped the bread by himself, and how to use the tableware correctly... There are too many things he can complain about.

In Tang Na's eyes and heart, Moshi tolerated them because he was in a good mood for a while, and keeping them for a meal was a pity that they hadn't eaten. However, if such kindness is misunderstood by others, they think that they can come here at any time to "play the autumn wind" ', then this person will be looked down upon even more.

Kuo Mo opened the door and walked in, looking at Tang Na standing in the entrance, he wanted to remind the old guy, who knew that Tang Na walked directly through him to meet Wen Rong and Dabao as if he didn't see him, and saw They held the packing bag in their hands, and their faces were downcast: "Didn't I tell you to send the clothes to the tailor shop, why are you here again?"

Wen Rong took a quick look at Kuo Mo, overjoyed.Throwing the thing into Donna's hand, "Then I'll return the thing to you, goodbye!"

If he had only vaguely felt that the steward's attitude towards them was not good before, now he was pretty sure that the other party didn't like him coming here.

He doesn't want to come either!He was arrested last time, but this time... he was invited.It wasn't that he wanted to hang on to Mr. Levek.Although he wants to make some friends and expand his social circle, he also knows that his identity is very different from that of Mr. Levik, and he is not that thick-skinned.

Seeing Wen Rong's eagerness to leave immediately, Kuo Mo thought it was quite funny.

"If you leave now, I will catch you back later." Kuo Mo kindly reminded him.

Tang Na turned his head and glanced at Kuo Mo, what does this mean?

"Donald, I invited him back. Last time, the master said that he should return the clothes to him in person." Kuomo specially emphasized the word 'he'.

Tang Na's face changed slightly, and he handed the bag in his hand to Wen Rong, "Hug, sorry!" He didn't hear this sentence at the time.

Wen Rong slandered in her heart that this group of people were too afraid of Mr. Levik.Could it be that the other party can do something to them for a small matter?

Just as he was thinking wildly in his heart, a tall figure in dark green home clothes appeared at the stairs on the second floor. His stern eyes shrank slightly after seeing a father and son standing at the gate who were incompatible with the environment here. shrink.

"Mr. Levik!" Wen Rong waved his hand to greet him.

Dabao imitated his father and shook a small meaty paw, "Dad!"

Butler Tang Na cast a dissatisfied glance at Wen Rong when he heard the 'Dad'.That's why he didn't like the father and son.Why can't you discipline your own children?Is it true that you can't discipline or do you teach children like this on purpose?

Wen Rong really felt a little wronged.A child also has his own insistence. He has to call it that way, just like he had to call himself "Mom" back then. He needs to be willing to change his words, and he won't understand even if he is forced to.

"Have my clothes been washed?" This was what Moshi asked in the first sentence.

Tang Na breathed a sigh of relief.It seems that the master really wanted him to come, and he really doesn't know the master as well as Kuo Mo and the others.

"It's finished, I'll return it."

Mo Shi walked down the stairs slowly, this movement of going down the stairs seemed casual, but Wen Rong saw a kind of elegance and nobility.

Do you always maintain a gentleman's attitude in your own home?

Mo Shi walked to Wen Rong's side, and Wen Rong handed the bag to him with both hands.He said he wanted to return it to him in person, that’s right.

After taking the clothes bag, Moshi handed it over to Tang Na.Tang Na took a look, "What brand of 'detergent' did you use to wash this?"

Why no fragrance?

"Grass ash." Wen Rong said with a smile.

"What brand is this? Our husband's clothes are made of the finest fabrics. They are unique fabrics here. Even the tailors have never touched them..."

Moshi's eyes suddenly fixed on Tang Na, feeling the threatening gaze, Tang Na couldn't help trembling slightly, "Mr, sir..." Did he say something wrong just now?

Dabao looked at Moshi with sparkling eyes. To others, the air pressure around him was almost suffocating, but to him, he only found it very attractive.

The little guy took the initiative to approach Moshi and inserted himself between Moshi and Tang Na. Tang Na's breathing eased, and he looked at the child in front of him in disbelief.This kid actually blocked the coercion from his master for him.

Dabao tilted his head and looked at Moshi, the two energies that belonged to them stuck together, Moshi put away most of the coercion, leaving only a small part to stick to the kid's 'curiosity'.

Kuo Mo raised his thick eyebrows.Yo yo yo~~ This little doll... is not low-level!

At some point in the living room, some guys who didn't know where came out silently, their eyes turned around between Moshi and Dabao, and they also stared at Dabao with scrutiny.

Wen Rong scratched his hair: These bodyguards were really elusive, and several of them suddenly appeared in the blink of an eye.

But, why did they all come out?Is it dangerous?

Kuo Mo waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to leave.Just now, the kid's 'curiosity' was stimulated, and he attracted all these guys out.This brat...not bad not bad!It's rare to find such a powerful brat here.

It's just that the kid... doesn't know how to use it.He simply released the power purely based on his instinctive curiosity about powerful power.

Moshi put away all his strength and walked to the restaurant, "Is there any more dinner?"

After he turned around, Tang Na quickly wiped the sweat from his brow, "There is more! I'll prepare it for you right away."

"Little devil, come here." Mo Shi called Da Bao.Dabao happily ran over and grabbed Moshi's clothes.

Regarding his action of grabbing the corner of his clothes, Moshi just stopped and looked at him one more time, seeing that he was unmoved, he let him go.

Wen Rong originally planned to say goodbye and leave, but when he saw this scene, he got a little dizzy.Son, he is really not your father, why are you so close to him?

"Here, Mr. Kuo Mo... It's getting late, we have to go back." Wen Rong glanced at Kuo Mo, hoping that this guy could say something for him.

Kuo Mo shrugged helplessly, "Go and talk to Mr. yourself." He is a man who cherishes his brain.

Wen Rong has a 'sixth sense'. He feels that if he runs in to say goodbye now, Mr. Levik will definitely 'stab' him with the knife that turned from those cold eyes. He... is a little cowardly.

Bite the bullet, Wen Rong followed them towards the restaurant.

Tang Na slapped himself hard on the forehead a few times, he almost said goodbye to this world just now.No matter how dull he was before, he can see that something is wrong now. Their master seems to be a little special to this father and son.

Think about it too.The kid called his master 'Daddy' several times, but the master didn't look displeased.Just let him pull the corner of his clothes, who among them would dare to pull the corner of the master's clothes?Even Miss Shahua didn't dare to do this when she was young.

Could it be that the master came back to life with 'father's love'?Want to find a feeling on this little brat?

That little brat was also a tough one, he couldn't bear the coercion of his master, but the little brat endured it as if nothing happened.According to his opinion, he is at least a 'dominant' brat!

Better than him!Can't afford it.

After thinking about all this information in his mind, Tang Na put away his previous dislike of Wen Rong and his son with special self-knowledge.Wen Rong, a father who can raise a 'dominant' kid, will not be low-level.

How stupid I am!In the future, I will never dare to underestimate the people here.Although this place is closed and backward, but... the level and quality of their kind here are much higher than those outside.

Worthy of being the 'land of awakening'.

The chef rushed over to work overtime for the master, a little uneasy, "Master, what do you need to eat?"

"What to eat?" Mo Shi glanced at Wen Rong who was sitting opposite.

Wen Rong was flattered.ask him?He looked at Dabao subconsciously, and asked the children.

Moshi turned his gaze to Dabao who was sitting next to him.

Dabao cleverly understood what it meant, and snapping his short fingers was not polite at all: "Food meat, vegetables, noodles, noodles..."

"Is that bread?" The cook still remembered the bread with jam that these little guys were most interested in last time.

"Um"!

"That's all." Moshi nodded.

He agreed to the chef before he dared to take the order to leave.

Wen Rong was a little restless, although there was delicious food in front of him, he was not as calm as last time.Last time, he was very courageous and wanted to eat with the idea of ​​breaking the pot, but this time...he had no plan to eat, and he didn't understand why it became like this.