Another Life: Elf Archer

Niannian received a reply from Qiulongzhai soon, but it was not Qi Youfeng who sent the message, but Zimo.

Every year, Song Qing's "radio" became a "transmitter", responsible for transferring stations between these two people who were not close friends.

Although she was shocked by the content of the two people's messages several times every year, she never raised any questions, nor did she interrupt, nor did she modify the content of the message without authorization. Even Song Qing's angry graffiti was copied to the original text. Zimo.

"I think it would be good for you to be my secretary." Song Qing drank tea and affirmed Nian Nian's work.

"Go to hell" Nian Nian immediately raised his head and retorted while he was writing a new negotiation message.

Can't these two people meet and chat?

Although he was so slanderous, Niannian, who was watching the whole process, also knew that the trust between the two people could not reach the level of "meeting and chatting", especially Song Qing's change was too sudden, and Zimo's first message was filled with exclamation marks. enough to explain his inner thoughts

Is this Lord Songqing crazy? Or is Zimo crazy and blind?

"I'm not kidding, please think about it seriously." Song Qing put down the teacup and looked at Nian Nian with satisfaction, "You have to go on the road with me anyway, why not work part-time as a personal secretary?"

"Not interested." Nian Nian didn't even want to raise his head this time.

"You can drive as much as you want, okay?" Song Qing handed Nian Nian a glass of water.

Cough cough cough Zang Jiu, who was drinking beside him, unfortunately choked on himself and coughed until his face turned red.

This looks a bit like kidnapping a child. Aren't you afraid that serious flower protectors will come and beat you to death?

"No salary, no opening, no good." Niannian took the water cup and refused three times in a row.

"It's okay. My invitation is valid for a long time. Whenever you want to earn pocket money, you can go to work directly." Song Qing was not annoyed and expressed his sincerity very generously.

The first reason why Song Qing had this idea was that he performed really well every year.

He could see that Nian Nian was a little curious and had a lot of questions, but her ability to hold back and not ask questions showed that this child still knew how to measure things.

Secondly, after previous public opinion activities, he felt that he could train Nian Nian to be his good eyes and ears, not only for collecting information, but also for environmental investigation, and occasionally perhaps for crisis warning.

Why didn't he mention that this child was so talented before he was a year old? If he had known that she was so valuable, he might have taken advantage of the little ideas of Helen and others and bought this child over as soon as possible.

When she thought of this, Song Qing also softened her attitude, and under Zangjiu's strange eyes, she chatted with Nian Nian about her daily life. From what she likes to eat to whether she has been in contact with Nian Nian recently, this topic has been closely surrounding This person changes every year.

"I said, your intention to pry is too obvious." After answering a few innocuous questions, Nian Nian looked up at Song Qing and smiled.

"Not bad, not bad. Your response is quick and your vigilance is very good. I appreciate you even more." Song Qing nodded in praise, not feeling embarrassed at all about being exposed.

Nian Nian is speechless. The person who co-authored this is conducting an entry assessment. Can she assess this leader?

"Just send this one, you don't need to show me the rest." Song Qing stood up and walked behind the screen.

"it's over"

Looking at this piece of news in his hand every year, it was obvious that this was still in the wrangling stage, not even wrangling. The two people communicated for a long time and only solved one question: why Song Qing wanted to cooperate with Qiulongzhai.

As for whether Zimo is willing to believe Song Qing's words, whether he plans to cooperate, and what the content of the cooperation will be, they have not yet been touched upon.

"That's enough." Song Qing's voice, accompanied by the rustle of clothing materials, reached Nian Nian's ears.

"Let him struggle with it from now on. My intentions and sincerity are enough. Rushing is not a deal." Song Qing seemed to be afraid that Nian Nian wouldn't understand, so he added another sentence, and then said, "You will Also remember, if you want to cooperate with others, don’t act too eager, otherwise you will only be manipulated.”

Nian Nian scratched her head. Although she had known this truth for a long time, Song Qing's obviously instructive tone made her suddenly confused as to how to answer.

"After all, he is my backup secretary, so he can't be too stupid." Song Qing walked out from behind the screen with a smile on his face, wearing that luxurious purple robe again.

The cloth clothes he wore before were only worn intentionally to show to others. After all, although he was no longer Jing Zhaoyin, he still had the false title of Kaifu Yitong Sansi.Although the title is fictitious, it is also a real high-ranking official.

Nian Nian felt helpless towards this person who made him "spare" without permission, and nodded perfunctorily.

"I want to go into the palace. Zangjiu, you three, go walk around these places and help me explore the situation."

After that, Song Qing clicked on four addresses, including the teahouse that the censors loved to go to, the largest casino in the Western City, a restaurant that was gradually being "Westernized", and the registration office at the gate of the palace.

Zangjiu and the others nodded, exchanged a few words with each other, arranged their destinations, and went out directly.

Song Qing looked at Nian Nian, who just lay down on the table and pretended to sleep.

"You should have a good rest. You have worked very hard this day and night. Please take a vacation for the time being. Otherwise, I, the leader, will not be able to bear it."

Nian Nian shivered, goosebumps fell all over the floor, and buried her head deeply in her arms. She didn't carefully raise her head until Song Qing's footsteps disappeared, and she didn't hear any sound for a full 10 minutes. , looked at the empty room and let out a sigh of relief.

I can't stay here anymore. It's inexplicable why I feel like I signed a contract of betrayal.

Nian Nian stood up, wondering where to hide for the past few days, but when he lowered his head, he saw a large white paper placed on the other end of the table, with two lines of words neatly written on it.

"If you want to hide, it's best to ask the people from Qiulong Village to hide together. Although the Bashu area is not small, it is not big either. It just so happens that I also need to meet and chat with them.

In addition, I will pay you according to the workload. "

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Nian Nian simply tore this piece of paper into shreds, racking his brains to think of all kinds of curse words in various languages ​​while tearing.

When Simil walked in, he was greeted by Nian Nian's angry and yelling curses.

Even though he saw Simil, Nian Nian still finished the last curse word in his mouth.

Anyway, these two people are very annoying, and it doesn't hurt either one to scold them.

"What are you doing here? How did you get in?" Nian Nian's face changed instantly and he stared at Simil indifferently.

"You didn't set permissions, and I've been here with you before, so I can directly find out which room you are in." Simil explained calmly, then frowned, "Don't waste time, you seem to be very efficient. question."

"What efficiency?" She was secretly on guard every year. She was wondering whether to kill this person altogether. Even if he really wanted to do something, she could still say it out loud.

"Don't be stupid."

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Nian Nian felt that he should still fight for a chance to survive.

"Is it you who was brought into the palace by Song Qing last night?" Simil asked impatiently.

"Yes." Nian Nian nodded honestly.

"Then why don't you execute the order?" Simir took a step forward and looked at Nian Nian as if he were looking at a low-performance second-hand computer.

"Why should I take action?" Nian Nian slumped lazily in his chair and continued without waiting for Simil's reply, "The task is for me to sneak into the caravan and then kill the national advisor. I haven't sneaked into the caravan yet. Woolen cloth"

Nian Nian's hand hidden under the table had already tightly grasped the short bow, but Simil thought about it carefully and said, "Indeed, the word order was indeed like this at the time, and the effect of the assassination late at night was not good enough."

Nian Nian raised his eyebrows and sneered, "I think so too. After all, I have to let enough people see my face, right?"

“Analyze correctly so that your value can be realized.”

Simil's tone was still calm, but his attitude towards Nian Nian was as if he were treating a tool.

Sensing the change in Simil's attitude, Nian Nian felt an unknown fire in his heart, but he also felt a little sad because of it.

If you really let others know your specialness, will everyone be like the person in front of you and no longer regard yourself as a "person" with emotions, grievances, and rejections? Even Song Qing is not as dissatisfied as Song Qing. Polite threats and instructions can turn into condescending orders.

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