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The cold-faced man replied, ”Half a year.”
Manager Zheng said, ”Half a year?”
The fat guy interjected, ”He doesn't look like someone who's stayed in the Western Regions for half a year. His accent sounds like a foreigner who just entered the city!”
Manager Zheng nodded. He felt the same in his heart.
Tall and thin. His aura was cold and merciless.
The people of Central Plains who had just arrived in the Western Regions knew martial arts …
These characteristics were all very consistent!
Manager Zheng muttered to himself for a while before saying, ”Zhang Xiu, right? You don't need to queue up! ”
The cold-faced man asked, ”Why?”
Chief Steward Zheng said, ”From what I see, you don't seem like someone who's used to people around you.”
The cold-faced man said: ”Don't tell me we have to look at the appearance of the family guards?”
”Humph!” If this manager says you are not suitable, then you are not. Your name is Zhang Xiu, right? In short, you don't have to queue up. This manager will remove your name from the name scroll! ” Manager Zheng said angrily.
”Zhang Xiu is somewhat unwilling to accept this. He is fighting for the Royal Mansion's recruitment to be fair in terms of competition.” ”Why did you want to eliminate me from my name card before I even participate in the primary stage?”
Zhang Xiu?
Xiu, Xiu, Nangong Xiu? The person that the Prince was talking about seemed to be called Nangong Xiu.
From the looks of it, it seemed even more suspicious.
Manager Zheng said, ”This manager says that as long as you pass, you pass. As long as this manager says that you don't pass, you don't pass.” In short, there's no need to say anymore, you've lost! ”
This man called Zhang Xiu was extremely angry. Wasn't this person, the head steward, way too unreasonable? No matter what, if he didn't even give a chance to others, wasn't that the exact opposite of the Royal House's goal of fair recruitment?
Manager Zheng left with a flick of his sleeve.
The fat guy quickly caught up with them. Director Zheng, Manager Zheng, please wait.
Steward Zheng said, ”Is there anything else you need?”
The fat man said, ”It's like this. ”Manager Zheng, if you can make things easier for me, then this one will be forever grateful and will remember your great kindness for the rest of my life. This is just a small matter, and I don't respect you at all. I hope you can grant my wish.”
After saying that, the fat guy took out 5 or 2 servings of Snowflake Silver from his bosom.
Manager Zheng weighed the silver, his expression unreadable.
His meaning was very clear.
You want to bribe me?
Yes.
But isn't five taels of silver a bit too shabby?
If you really know what's good for you, then you should know what to do!
How could the fat guy not understand? Laughing steward of the Dao, you see, I am just a laborer, how can I have a lot of silver as a form of filial piety? If the steward was able to do something convenient, there would naturally be many times when he could be filial to the steward. Moreover, this young one is a local, and is very sincere. I'm not like those outsiders who are cunning, and I don't know what they are planning to do.
Are you from here?
The fatty's words had obviously hit the mark on Manager Zheng's heart.
What he was worried about the most was Nangong Xiu sneaking in.
Therefore, he was very wary of these outsiders. If he was a local, there was no need for him to be so cautious.
The fat guy said respectfully, ”This little one is a proper local!”
Manager Zheng said, ”But they don't look very similar!”
Fatty Yang said, ”This young one's ancestry belongs to Mo Bei. When I was young, I already moved to the Western Regions to live there. My family has been working for rich families for generations!”
Manager Zheng nodded. ”No wonder!” ”You don't look like you're from the Western Regions, but your Western Language is very good. You shouldn't be a newcomer!”
Fatty Yang said, ”Chief Steward is wise.”
Steward Zheng was stunned for a moment before he said, ”Then it'll be you!” Come with me to the prince's mansion. First, register the information regarding the next household and then change your clothes. ”
Fatty Yang said, ”Thank you, Manager Zheng! ”Thank you!”
Manager Zheng said, ”Go on.” ”Don't delay the other workers' primary elections.”
”Yes!” ”Yes!”
The fat guy left happily.
Manager Zheng was relieved.
Just in time to pull that suspicious fellow out from the crowd and kick him away, the task given by the prince was finally completed. And this way, they could avoid a direct confrontation with the wangfei. Doing things well without offending the princess, this could be considered the perfect ending.
Manager Zheng wasn't too concerned about the remaining preliminaries. Anyhow, the suspect had already been solved.
Looking at those people coming in one by one for the interview and then leaving one by one, Jing Jing Jing secretly muttered in her heart: ”How did I, the brother-in-law, do it? It had been half a day, but he still hadn't shown himself? If that's the case, then the following matter will be difficult to handle! ”
”AHH!” Help! So painful! You're going to beat people to death! ”
Another person howled miserably after being beaten and was carried away by someone else.
”Sigh!”
”Why are these people so useless?”
”Nangong Xiu, where exactly are you?”
”Are you coming or not?”
Jing Jing looked at the portrait in her hand, she looked at those family servants who were rejected one by one, she started to worry a little in her heart …
Back then, he had watched Manager Zheng walk around outside. Could it be that he had kicked Nangong Xiu away?
Looking at the ”crooked melon and split jujube” in front of her eyes, they were not much like her charming, handsome, and overbearing brother-in-law …
Jingjing sighed, thinking that this Manager Zheng didn't know what was going on.
Ever since he had wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and returned, he had become absent-minded.
Shaoyan was holding an unknown blue book in her hand, and she was gesturing while she read it.
He was probably reading some martial arts manual.
Jing Jing was also bored as she looked at these men who were 'troubled' by her specially invited men, those people who were lolling about, supporting their chins in low spirits.