My years as a menswear boss

"Gui'an, Mr. Darcy." Jiqiu took off his hat, and looked at the old Darcy sitting in the hall with a smile on his face.

"Welcome, Mr. Hyde." Old Darcy stood up smiling and gestured, "You've grown a little taller."

"Really?" Jiqiu made a surprised expression, and his smile deepened, "That's really great, I hope one day I can be as tall as Darcy!"

"Of course." Old Darcy liked Elvis Hyde very much. To be precise, everyone in Darcy's family, including the servants, liked this young man who came from an old aristocratic family but was friendly to others.

"The family just hired a chef who returned from studying in the East a few days ago. You can try his skills."

After a year of getting along, Darcy knew that Jiqiu was extremely repulsed by British cuisine, as long as he could eat dishes from other countries, he would resolutely refuse to eat British cuisine.

"It's great." Jiqiu's eyes lit up, and then he wanted to say something else, but he saw a man walking not far away from the corner of his eye, put away his smile, and put on a polite and distant expression.

"Long time no see, Mr. Hyde!" The smile on Wickham's face was just right, making people feel good at first glance.

Jiqiu nodded slightly, "Hello, Mr. Wickham."

In the eyes of others, the son left behind by Old Wickham, the butler of the Darcy family, looks handsome, gentle and refined. Darcy will have a sense of superior distance, but Wickham will not. Like his own son, he has no sense of humility at all.

It stands to reason that Jiqiu would not hate such a nearly perfect person, but she couldn't like Wickham.

"Pride and Prejudice" was something she once read in the small library of the orphanage. Except for a few main characters, the general plot has almost been forgotten in her memory.

'Looks like there is a villain in it, what is the name of the villain? '

Jiqiu's brain began to recall that his face was calm, echoing Wickham's sentence after sentence, and Darcy next to him remained silent, because everyone could see that the relationship between the two was not good.

"Yeah, not bad." Jiqiu nodded perfunctorily. She thought that her attitude would make Wickham shrink back, but the fact was just the opposite. The more the man chatted, the more active he became.

The three of them came to the dining-room, where old Darcy and Georgiana were already seated.

Jiqiu sat in the guest seat, spread the napkin on the table on his lap, and bent his eyes, "I can't wait to taste the food."

"It must be to your liking." Darcy, who was sitting on the other side of Jiqiu, said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the servant pushed the dining trolley into the dining room, put the dishes in the tray on the table one by one, opened the lid, and the aroma rushed to the face.

Jiqiu waited for old Darcy to use it before picking up the knife and fork. She couldn't wait to taste the beef brisket with tomato and potatoes in front of her.

'It's a pity that there is no rice. 'The taste is quite authentic, and Jiqiu feels that her soul is slowly flying to another country by the sea. She hasn't eaten an authentic Chinese cuisine for a long time.

"Mr. Hyde likes oriental food very much?" Wickham pulled Jiqiu's wandering soul back to his body as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I really like that country built on civilization, mysterious and beautiful." This time, Jiqiu didn't act as perfunctory as before, but replied seriously, "If there is a chance, I would like to visit there."

"I hope you realize this dream as soon as possible." Wickham looked at the boy's face, he seemed to have found a way to befriend the little nobleman.