ugly moth

Regarding Qianzhai's account book, it is actually unlikely that there is a problem. Fei Mo just went through it once, and has a bottom line in his heart. In case there is a problem in the future, he can compare it based on his current impression.

When it was close to noon, Fei Mo asked Ansi where Qian Misheng had lunch, because according to Anyi, Qian Misheng didn't seem to eat in his room at noon.

"The head of the sect will meet with the principals of the major branches at noon, and then have lunch with them. If not with them, he can eat in the study by himself." An Si replied sternly.

"That's it..." Fei Mo nodded, probably guessing so.

After all, he is the head of a sect, and he always wants to get in touch with his subordinates, but he doesn't know if Chien Misheng wants to see his subordinates today.

On this side Fei Mo hadn't decided whether to ask An Si to go to the study, but An Yi had already been sent over there.

"Housekeeper, the owner of the door invites you to come and have lunch together." He said sourly, wondering why this kid only came for half a day to please Qian Misheng.

Fei Mo was taken aback, unexpectedly Qian Weisheng still remembered to tell him about eating together, so she put down the account book: "Okay, I'll go now."

Before looking for Qian Weisheng, Fei Mo went to the big kitchen to see the meals prepared for Qian Weisheng.

Qian Misheng didn't pay attention before, and might eat some food that is not good for health. Now that Fei Moth has come, it must not continue like this.

Many things at the entrance have to be carefully checked.

The big kitchen is on the west side of the house, just like Qian Weisheng's own yard, the kitchens are all on the west side, probably because he really doesn't like the smell of fireworks.

The meal for Qian Weisheng at noon is quite simple, black beans and green peppers, stir-fried pork slices, steamed fish, stir-fried lettuce, mustard green oyster soup, especially light dishes, but it is just right for Qian Weisheng to eat raw.

Qian Weisheng doesn't move around all year round, and he doesn't have much passion||, so it's just right to eat some light but nourishing dishes.

After Fei Mo made sure that the food was okay, she took two sets of bowls and chopsticks and went to the study to find Qian Weisheng.

The doors and windows of Chimisheng's study room were tightly closed, just like his own yard. If it wasn't daytime, it would be pitch black if he entered.

I don't know how Qian Misheng endured living in darkness every day, Fei Mo complained.

"Master, the little one is here." Fei Mo walked into the room carrying the food box, greeted Qian Weisheng from a distance, and then put the food on the table, waiting for Qian Weisheng to come.

Qian Weisheng put down the pen in his hand, and pushed the wheelchair over: "Listen to An Yi, have you gone to the accountant?"

Fei Mo nodded: "Yes, you still have to go through the ledger yourself."

"You have to go through it yourself, but those in the accounting room are only a part, and there are others that will not be sent directly to the accounting room. If you want to see it, you can come and ask for it." Qian Weisheng said lightly.

"This... no need." Fei Mo was stunned for a moment, then hastily refused, "The little one is just the housekeeper, just take care of the affairs of the house."

Only on this point, Fei Mo was extremely insistent, and refused to contact Qian Misheng's other business no matter what, it seemed that life was the person of this house and death was the ghost of this house.

Qian Weisheng didn't understand either, they were all in charge of things, so what's the problem with having more or less?

Fei Mo silently scooped up soup for Qian Weisheng, and said in a low voice, "Actually... I used to be the housekeeper of the Cao Gang, but I was thrown out because I took too much care..."

"What do you think is too much control?" Qian Weisheng asked after a moment of silence. .

"After taking care of my own affairs, I want to meddle in the master's family's nosy. I just meddle too much." Fei Mo said in a flat tone, but it was different from usual.

Normally, even though Fei Mo spoke calmly, she would still have a bit of gentle emotion, but at this time, there was no gentleness in what she said, as if she was saying something disgusting.

Qian Misheng picked out all the mustard greens and oysters Fei Mo scooped up for him, and continued to ask, pretending to be normal, "Then do you think it's your job to take care of how much?"

The corners of Fei Mo's eyes twitched when she saw Qian Misheng's behavior, she didn't care about answering Qian Misheng's question, and persuaded in a low voice: "Master, oysters and mustard greens are good for your health..."

"..." Qian Weisheng paused his hand for picking oysters and mustard greens, and silently put down his chopsticks, "You haven't answered yet, what do you think is your job?"

Seeing that Qian Weisheng finally stopped picking, Fei Mo's mood was interrupted, and he was a little funny for a while: "Of course, it's good to manage the affairs of the house well, if there are too many, it will make the master feel disgusted."

Qian Weisheng sneered: "That's not necessarily the case. The so-called duty is how much the master gives you and how much you do. The Cao Gang only gives you one house. Of course it's nosy, but I give it to you." It's far more than a house's business, if you don't do it, you haven't done your job well."

Fei Mo was startled: "What are you talking about? You can't talk nonsense."

"I'll leave it at that. In the future, not only Qianzhai, but you can also help make decisions about Qianjimen." Qian Weisheng suddenly made a decision.

"Are you joking? How many times have you only seen me?" Fei Mo felt that Qian Misheng was capricious, how could he be like this?