Boss, did you speak well today?

Su Xici, you managed to get my attention

Su Xici had never met Nangong Ran in person, but he knew a lot of information about him.

The past, and the future.

He is a book walker.

And Nangong Ran is the hero who is the domineering president.

At the beginning, he mistakenly thought that this was some kind of urban slap in the face, but he didn't expect that after he finished reading it patiently, he could only use the four words "thunder rolling" to summarize the thoughts in his mind.

I was so sick I couldn't eat for three days.

What's even more hateful is that he suffered from hypoglycemia because of this, and he successfully passed through when he woke up.

It's just outrageous fucking open the door to outrageous, outrageous home.

What's even more outrageous is the f*cking plot of this world.

Nangong Ran is the overlord, worth tens of billions, and has all kinds of crazy, cool and domineering styles, and has the ability to make women all over the world go crazy.From the 80-year-old old lady with dim eyesight, down to the toddler girls, they are all her fans, and they all strive to become Mrs. Nangong as their lifelong goal.

Such a man finally fell on the heroine's little white flower without any accident, the kind who was so blinded and paralyzed that he couldn't get up again.

Stand-in Bai Yueguang, pregnant and running with the ball, planted and imprisoned, dug out a kidney, kidnapped and insulted as an abandoned child, amnesia and disfigurement in a car accident, cheated and misunderstood for your own good, the supporting role is proud of the whole book, the ending is forced to HE, what a tyrant should do Nangong Ran didn't miss anything.

However, this has nothing to do with him as a tool man.

As the overlord's butler, the three words Su Xici don't even have a chance to appear in full in the book. There are only five lines in the full text, and the rest of the time plays the role of the background board like the bodyguard passer-by. , the full text appeared in less than 10 minutes.

And because of his five lines at the critical moment, the heroine proposed to Nan Gongran at the end to transfer 1% of the group's shares to him as a reward.

1% of the shares means tens of millions of income every year.

Thinking of this, Su Xici almost had tears in his eyes, working for half an hour, happy for a lifetime, only a fool would not do it.

But the half an hour he counted was only the time when he had scenes in the book.

It was only after he took office that he realized that as the butler of the Nangong family, there were no major issues, but a lot of minor issues. He was on call 24 hours a day, which was 996 more than 007.

In order to be able to retire early and enjoy the life of salted fish, he decided to shorten the eight-year entanglement between the male and female protagonists to four years, and strive to retire honorably with shares before the age of 30.

To this end, he wrote down a 1000-page action plan, each step was clear, rigorous, and well-founded. If the university tutors saw it, they would probably ask him to change his career as a screenwriter.

"Butler Su." A man with yellow hair on his head came over, "The president invites you to his study."

Su Xici changed his clothes, and was stopped when he just went out.

Ten minutes later, Max knocked on the carved oak door, and after hearing a positive answer from inside, he opened the door and invited him in.

Su Xici was a little puzzled, he had a background board, and there was still some time before the heroine's appearance at this time, what should he do.

After tidying up his expression, he nodded to Max by the door and walked into the study.

The door slammed shut behind him.

The study room is very spacious, but only a few wall lamps are turned on. A dozen rows of vertical bookshelves look like hideous giants hiding in the darkness. The invisible sense of oppression spreads from the moonlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows to the feet.

Beside the simple and spacious walnut desk, Nangong Ran was flipping through a document under the desk lamp, without raising his head, he said, "Sit."

Su Xici didn't think sitting down and chatting was a good start.

"Master, the banquet downstairs is still going on. There are still many things to do in a while. I can just stand and listen. Please tell me."

Nangong Ran put the documents in his hands together and threw them on the table, crossed his legs and leaned back on the solid wooden chair, looking up at the person in front of him.

"Su Xici, Steward Su." He seemed to be thinking about the meaning behind the name, his eyes were flickering, and the light from the desk lamp smudged his angular face and full forehead, light and dark intertwined, and the perfect European-style facial features were enhanced. It looks deep and three-dimensional, and the depressed brows are also sharper, menacing and unstoppable.

Like a classic medieval oil painting, the god with supreme power holds up the scepter, judging the belonging of the small and fragile human soul.

"Your performance tonight made me feel refreshed."

"Thank you, young master, for your compliment." He said calmly and politely.

"Before I met you, I investigated your background in detail." Nangong Ran said bluntly, I will investigate you, even if you are angry, you can refuse to accept it or what to do.

His elbows rested on the wooden armrest, his fingers crossed in front of him, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to the elbow, revealing smooth muscle lines.

The tie had been torn somewhere, and the three buttons of the shirt on the chest were undone. The collarbone and wheat-colored solid chest loomed in the messy neckline and the shadow of the ambiguous light, lazy and wild.

At this moment, he looked at every expression on Su Xici's face without blinking, "It's surprising that in the past 26 years, you have never touched a gun."

Su Xici stood alone in the middle of the study, lowered his eyes, and swallowed under the cover of the darkness covering most of his body.

"And tonight, your performance can be said to be just right and excellent. It completely frightened Wang Hong, but it won't kill anyone." Wang Hong was the one who came to make trouble.

"It's just a coincidence, young master. My hands are still shaking right now. I'm afraid that something will happen and the Nangong family will be disgraced." His tone was calm, and there was no fear at all.

"It's not enough to sweep the floor, it's just a life, it's just a disappointment."

Su Xici heard his extremely indifferent words, looked up at him, and found that the other party's gaze on him was more sharp and dull, and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Even if a blind cat encounters a dead mouse, I just let you fire that shot." Nangong Ran propped his chin and sideways face, looking at him with great interest, "How do you know that the gun in Wang Hong's hand is just Realistic toy guns."

"I do not know."

"I don't know?" His questioning followed closely, biting him and refusing to let go, "When a normal person sees a gun, the first thing he thinks is that he should dodge like other guests instead of facing it directly, don't you think? Have you calmed down too much?"

"Real guns are hard to come by..."

Nangong Ran sneered.

Su Xici opened his thin lips slightly, wanting to say something to explain, but felt that none of them were convincing enough.

The evil overhead background, can you talk about the rule of law like in the previous life.

"Steward Su, your answer will make me feel that you have no common sense at all." His eyes have completely locked Su Xici, and he watched with satisfaction that his prey gradually became incoherent and confused.

The palms began to ooze fine sweat.

Seemingly not expecting the other party's answer, Nangong Ran's words hurled at him, not allowing him a chance to breathe.

"There are only temporary street lamps and candles on the lawn downstairs. The light is dim and the distance is far. How can you tell that the gun in his hand is not a real gun? He has a quick mind, quick response, and mature and experienced gun posture. At least he has been in the army for a while. , but your past experience tells me that there is a huge discrepancy. Steward Su, can you give a reasonable explanation?"

silence.

Nangong Ran sneered, staring at his prey like an eagle, "Can't answer?"

Su Xici was just too surprised, the brain of the boss in front of him unexpectedly brought a little IQ.

Maybe it will be scrapped like mentally retarded after meeting the heroine.

"I like to play shooting in the playground, master." He quickly regained his composure from the brief surprise and surprise, and stated calmly.

"Shooting game in the playground?" Nangong Ran looked at him with a half-smile, with an appearance of "you are still trying to fool me like this".

"Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth." He insisted, anyway, it is impossible for this person to travel to another world to investigate him.

"Toy guns and shotguns, the difference is as big as Nangong Yao and me." Nangong Ran seemed to just mention the name casually, and pointed out, "No matter how powerful a toy gun is, it is always fake after all. , The ones that are truly lethal must be considered real guns. Butler Su, you seem to be treating toy guns as real guns."

Su Xici slowly inhaled a big breath, and then exhaled slowly, trying to restrain his urge to punch the face that needed to be punched, and said calmly: "Master, you are interrogating me like a prisoner now. Is it?"

"Correct."

"So what I did just now was wrong?"

If this guy dares to be right, he will dare to let the bodyguards "not be in their proper positions" at critical moments in the future.

"It's the right way." Nangong Ran affirmed what he did just now.

"I've asked a lot of questions. I don't think you're bored enough to talk nonsense to a stranger." He bluntly asked the real intention of this conversation tonight.

All the expressions on Su Xici's face were restrained, and his whole body almost merged with the quiet night, cold and lonely.

The moonlight and ambiguous lights interlaced on the milky white skin, presenting a warm and oily texture and a mysterious tone.From the beginning to the end, his back stood upright, neither humble nor overbearing, as if nothing could knock him down.

Nangong Ran looked at him, and suddenly smiled charmingly, "Su Xici, I have to say, you have successfully caught my attention."

"Thank you for your attention. Would you like to give me another like?" Su Xici thought he was the most patient person, but he didn't expect his patience to run out many times tonight, "Please speak quickly if you have something to say."

"Even if a person erases his past experience, no one will be able to find out, but what is engraved in his bones will not change."

Nangong Ran leaned his head back on the back of the chair, raised his chin, and looked at him disdainfully, "The principle I have always followed is that no one will do useless work. Everything that seems meaningless to you is actually something else. So the picture. Butler Su, tell me honestly, what is your attempt to tamper with your background to enter the Nangong family, and who tampered with these things for you."

"That may disappoint you. I am a boring person." Su Xici said respectfully, "My background experience must have been presented on your table without any concealment. If you don't believe me, you can check it again."

"I've also given you a good explanation about the use of the gun. Whether you accept it is your problem, not mine. If there is nothing else, I think I should go downstairs."

After speaking, he saluted, turned his head and walked out.

Nangong Ran didn't expect this person to be so arrogant, he dared to ignore him and left before he even spoke, his face suddenly became gloomy.

"stop!"

Su Xici took his words as fart.

"Believe it or not, I quit you!"

As soon as these words came out, Nangong Ran was stunned for a moment.

What kind of threat is this? He couldn't believe that he would say such a thing.

Just about to change his words, Su Xici really stopped, with that impeccable expression on his face as always.

"Master, you want to fire me, have you asked the master's opinion?"

Suddenly, a ball of anger arose from the bottom of my heart, and Nangong Ran's face was darker than the bottom of the pot.

Su Xi resigned and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, knowing it well.

He said a bunch of specious things, had a bad attitude, was extremely annoying, and threatened him with harsh words, which showed that he hated him, although he didn't know where he offended this person.

As for the character of Nangong Ran that he deduced from the plot in the book, if this overlord didn't send someone to do him quietly, he wouldn't be the hero.

Although his IQ is a bit higher than he expected, his temperament will not change.

"Based on my suspicion of you, do you think the old man will not drive you away?" Nangong Ran said proudly, poking the wooden table with his index finger, as if poking the other's thin chest, "Don't forget, who is Nangong Ran?" The real owner of the family, who are you serving, you better understand this."

"About my job as a housekeeper, if you are not satisfied, you can point it out." Su Xici's attitude was humble and respectful, "I have no intention of leaving for the time being, but as for dismissal, you can give it a try."

Arrogant, too arrogant!

It's all the old man's habit!

Nangong Ran looked at him with a hostile face, a storm was brewing in his eyes.

Su Xici took a step back, lowered his eyes, pressed the back of his left hand with his right hand, and stood by the door with his head bowed in the most standard butler posture, "If there is nothing else, please allow me to take a step first."

Nangong Ran's perfectly thin lips uttered a word coldly: "Get lost."