Luo Qiu put the information of Black Soul No.18 casually on the table after receiving it.
Black Soul Eighteen didn't show a disappointed look. She just waited for the order quietly. She didn't plan to do anything before she figured out the new master's mood.
Although all the staff in the club had the same loyalty to the boss, the Black Soul Envoys and Miss Servant Girl were not the same.
If one had to name it … there was a hierarchy in the club that was not officially stated, but was abnormally strict. The one with the highest authority was naturally the club's owner. And there were many things worth pondering about.
"Anything else?" Luoqiu asked softly.
"No, nothing else." Black Soul Eighteen answered subconsciously. Then she looked at the new master confusedly, "But, master, I should …"
"Just put the information here." Luoqiu said indifferently, "I'll take action when it's appropriate. You Ye will remember your performance. Well … "
He looked at Black Soul Eighteen again and smiled, "If you want to go back to your previous place, you can go back. If you want to have a rest, you can wander around as you like."
"This …" Black Soul Eighteen couldn't figure out the new master's meaning … Wasn't he too lenient?
"Master means you can act as you like." Miss Servant Girl said indifferently, "Black Soul Eighteen, have you forgotten the autonomy the club gave you after so many years?"
"That's not what I mean." Black Soul No.18 quickly lowered her head. She deliberated over her words and said, "Then I'll wander around nearby. I won't relax myself. I'll remember my duty. If there's a suitable boss, I'll present it to him at once. "
After that, Black Soul No.18 stepped back slowly, facing the boss of the club. She walked away step by step until she reached the gate of the club. Then she turned around and left.
Looking at this scene, Luoqiu thought for a while and suddenly asked, "You Ye, are there more Black Soul Envoys like this?"
"Before Black Soul 18 was transformed, she was a witch in the Middle Ages." The servant girl knew what her master was wondering about, so she answered softly, "Some habits have been preserved since then."
Luoqiu smiled and stretched. "If that's the case … I think if I was in the Middle Ages, I would probably be the most incompetent monarch."
"I once heard from the former boss that it took him a hundred years to open the critical door." The servant girl said indifferently, "But the master only took less than five months."
"Probably … luck." Luoqiu shook his head. He grabbed the information on the table and went upstairs.
Miss Maid also continued her daily work. Qin Chuyu was still meditating. She didn't say anything and had forgotten everything.
"Me!! Me!! Did no one think of putting me down? "
Oh, right, Taiyinzi was still shaking his body, hoping that someone would respond to his request.
…
…
In the end … he still went on his own.
Did he indulge these little bastards too much? Ma Houde squinted his eyes and stared at the big recruitment sign of Chaoyang Cram School. He threw away the cigarette butt in his mouth and stamped it out. He took a deep breath and went up the building where the cram school was located, looking like a solemn and stirring wind blowing in his face.
Today, Ma Yizhong learned from another good brother. He wore a khaki-colored windbreaker and a hat of the same color.
"You have a cram school for adults, right? I … "Ma Houde looked back sneakily at the front desk. Then he turned around and said," … I saw it on the billboard downstairs. "
"Sir, you …" The receptionist looked at this uncle in surprise. She seemed to think of something and smiled, "Sir, you want to enroll in the cram school for adults, right?"
"Shh! Keep your voice down. "Ma Houde made a gesture of silence.
"Sir, it's better for you to relax." The receptionist still smiled, "Sir, it's amazing that you are still working hard for the Adult College Entrance Exam at your age! I'm starting to admire you! You must be a very great person! "
"Am, am I?" Ma Houde cleared his throat. He felt that girls were good at talking. So he slightly closed his beer belly and straightened his chest, "Yes, many people say that about me."
"Of course!"
The receptionist was so charming that Ma Houde paid the tuition fee. When he came back to his senses, he was already sitting in one of the classrooms of the cram school.
Damn it …
Ma Houde looked around at the guys sitting in front of him. Some of them were in their twenties, while some were in their thirties … He did see some who were about his age.
Ma Yizhong casually flipped through the information that was sent to him. In less than three minutes, he had already flipped through a book … Who the hell knew what he was reading?
X axis? Y axis? Z axis?
Just as Ma Yili was stupefied and listening to the old man on the podium, he suddenly felt something poke him in the back.
"Who is it?"
Ma Houde, who was used to the rough voice, turned around impatiently and saw a woman wearing a headscarf and sunglasses. He was stunned and said, "You are …"
The other party lowered his glasses slightly and winked at him.
At this moment, the private police officer couldn't hold onto his textbook and almost dropped it on the ground. He almost jumped up on the spot. "Sister-in-law … Sister-in-law …"
But at this moment, the woman in the backseat covered his mouth and gestured for him to keep quiet. She lowered her voice and said, "Sweep your head! Keep your voice down! "
Ma Houde opened his eyes wide and nodded. Why is Ren Ziling here? What the hell is she doing here?
He looked back at the old man on the podium and sat up straight. However, he leaned back and covered his mouth with his textbook. "When did you get here? Why didn't I see you? "
"When did I come? Of course, I came earlier than you. You can't see? Isn't it because an old bastard like you was coaxed by the receptionist's little sister and sat down without even knowing your own name? "
"I … I'm observing! Investigating! Do you understand? Don't talk nonsense … Wait, why are you here? "
"Then why are you here?"
"Be honest … Sister-in-law, did you find something?"
Ma Houde sighed. Who was the woman in the back seat? She was his sister-in-law, the cancer of the industry. Ren Ziling being here seemed to be out of his expectation. But thinking about it, it seemed to suit her personality.
As for the reason, Ma Houde already knew.
"I've been here for two days and I didn't find anything. Damn it! The tuition fee of this cram school is ripping me off! "Ren Ziling shook her head," My tuition fee will be reimbursed by the informant fee! Otherwise, I'll have to eat dirt this month! You know what? It doesn't matter if I'm hungry, but can you bear to let my baby son be hungry? I'm the only one making money to support the family, Brother Ma ~ "
"I've never seen such a shameless person like you!"
So the old man on the podium patted the ruler in his hand and said in a deep voice, "The bearded man in the yellow windbreaker, be quiet!! Don't you know what the classroom discipline is? "
Ma Houde … Ma Houde couldn't help but think of the dark and humiliating history of being ruled by the teacher for decades.
…
"Smoke less."
Although the cram school was over, Ma Houde and Ren Ziling didn't leave. Instead, they came to the rooftop of this building.
Ma Houde tried to persuade them, but it seemed to be useless. He was also addicted to smoking, so he simply lit one.
"How about exchanging information?" Ren Ziling suddenly said, "You go first."
Ma Houde rolled his eyes and said, "We found from the mobile phone of the fifth victim that he had an appointment with someone here before the accident. He called that person a teacher. I suspect that person is the teacher of this cram school. "
"What a coincidence!" Ren Ziling was stunned, "I also chatted up two hotheads and heard that there was a very mysterious' teacher '."
"Chatted up?"
"Don't mind the details." Ren Ziling blinked, "Don't you think I'm very charming?"
"…"
…
"Sister Long, this is the big sister I met the other day."
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