"Need not."
Emperor Minghuang signaled to Xin Wu, telling him not to go out.
"Okay! Then, this is my urban construction plan for 'Xinghuang'. Please allow me to demonstrate it to you."
Qianru was stunned, but she quickly returned to normal, with a smile on her face and reported in a soft voice.
"Need not."
Emperor Minghuang is still just two words.
"What? I do not get it."
Qianru just opened the drawing in her hand and was about to show it and give a speech when she heard these words.
"'Xinghuang' no longer exists. What you have to do now is to design the 'Quanye Center'."
Emperor Minghuang simply wiped out the results of her hard work for nearly half a month!
"Why? What is the 'Encouragement Center'?"
Qianru stared at Emperor Minghuang's eyes in disbelief, but found that Emperor Minghuang today was very different from usual. He didn't even look at her at all. He just lowered his face and was minding his own business. He was playing with the tea sets on the table and nonchalantly wiping the water stains on the tea table in front of him with a tea towel.
When she didn't get a response, Qianru turned her eyes to Xin Wu's face who was sitting next to her. She stared at the mature man who had caught her "eyes" and found that the uncle's eyes did not fall on her, but on her. Along with the tea towel that Emperor Minghuang was wiping, it turned left and right, forward and back.
"There is no 'why'. From now on, you, Qianru, are no longer the manager of 'Xinghuang', but the assistant of this gentleman, Taoist Master Xinwu. Together with him, you will compile a brand new 'Xinghuang'" Quanye Center' planning."
Emperor Minghuang finally finished wiping the tea table, and then raised his eyelids, still looking down at Qianru, revealing his three white eyes, which made Qianru feel a "chill" that she had never felt before.
"Hello, Taoist Master Xin! Please give me your advice!"
Qianru put away all the "little reluctances" in her heart and the half-opened "planning book", turned to Xin Wu and bowed, which was regarded as "obeying the order".
"Don't take it as 'advice'! Then, you will have to work hard later. I may be a bit demanding in my work, so you'd better be mentally prepared."
Xin Wu was suddenly "assigned" a "female assistant" by "Hu Tou'er". He didn't react for a while, thinking:
"I didn't say I wanted an assistant! Especially, it's a female assistant! How do you want me to explain to Zhou Shukang? Hu Tou! You really do bad things with good intentions!"
However, since she was "assigned", she had to deal with it first and deliberately made the conditions harsh so that she could "back out".
"No problem! What I'm not afraid of the most is 'hard work'."
Qianru promised sincerely.
"That's right, 'Ru', doesn't it mean 'endure hardship'!"
Xin Wu smiled bitterly to himself and figured this out.
It is said that this name is the shortest "spell" for a person; obviously, this "Qianru" is destined to "endure hardship".
"Okay, Qianru, just take Xinwu to your office and start working! I still have something to do, so I'll take the first step. You two, cooperate well!"
Emperor Minghuang made the arrangements clearly, then got up and went out.
"OK!"
The luxurious office that Qianru finally had had just a few days of enjoyment, and it became the office of Taoist Master Xin Wu; and she had no choice but to sit in the corridor outside the door, where the office that was originally intended for her Assistant, arrange the position.
Because she was so dedicated, she didn't even have time to recruit her own assistant; but now, this matter was completely eliminated.
As a woman who loves beauty and is diligent, Qianru decorated this 'Xinghuang' office with a natural style of green plants: the whole room is decorated with suitable green plants everywhere, from the top to the bottom, it is green everywhere. It is full of meaning, just like being in a tropical botanical garden.
The first task Xin Wu assigned her was to remove the "Xinghuang" house number outside the door:
"Qianru, you should make a 'Quanye Center' brand and replace this one! It doesn't need to be luxurious, just simple."
"OK!"
After successfully sending Qianru away, Xinwu could finally relax and began to look around with great interest, admiring the flowers and plants. He felt that there was still something missing. After thinking for a long time, yes! Less "bird singing"! With the "scent of flowers", how can we not have the "scent of birds"?
"Hey, this is the second 'mission' for Qianru."
Xinwu didn't really want to discuss the plan of the "Encouragement Center" with this girl who could "endure hardship", but he couldn't disgrace Mr. Hu, so he had to keep thinking of ways and arrangements. She went to do some "boring" but "necessary" "assistant" work.
Xin Wu was lying on the "beauty couch" style, half lying down and half lying down, trying to feel the pleasure of being a "beauty"; but he soon got up and felt that he was very "girly" like this; he returned to the office Sitting in a high-backed chair in front of the desk, he opened the drawer under the desk, took out a pen and paper, and began to design the "mind map" that he was good at.
Over there, Wang Li has confidently gone to the "Fan Bu Dao Hall" to deliver the letter.
Dumu's disciples did not know Wang Li, but when Wang Li showed them the envelope from Emperor Minghuang, they immediately recognized the LOGO that belonged exclusively to Emperor Minghuang, and they quickly showed Wang Li respectfully. Welcomed in.
When he came to the "reception room", Wang Li was also struck by the "awkward" layout of the diagonal room.
Of course, he also noticed the famous "triple couplets":
"嬬呑", "奀覔", "孭不".
"It's really snobbish and evil!"
Wang Li secretly commented that it was exactly the same as Xin Wu thought.
"Our hall master is having lunch. Please wait here for a moment. I will go and report now. He will be here soon! You have tea first! What is your name?"
"Nothing."
"Okay, Mr. Wu, I'll treat you to some tea, and you can just hang around!"
The student in charge of reception gave him a seat, poured tea, and went out to report.
Jifu was enjoying the salmon. He thought the master's knife skills were not good enough and asked the master to get out of the way. Then he went to the battle himself, filleting the fish as thin as a cicada's wings and shining it against the light, so that the light was hazy. Through it, the meaty texture of this piece of salmon looks like a painting.
"See? This is the 'standard'! Come on, cut it according to this!"
When the master chef saw such thinness, he was a little depressed: This is obviously the way to cut it for hot pot! But this is salmon, and it needs to be dipped in sauce. If it is cut so thin, it will taste like salty sauce. How can you still taste the original flavor of the fish?
However, there is no other way. This is the "Fan Bu Dao Hall" and the home of the Evil Lord. Whatever he says is right, he will do it.
