Chapter 853 The Old Dream of the Republic of China 43

"Chen Qi, your luck has come. Miss Lingling has chosen you, so let's follow her from now on." At this time, Zuo Chong naturally wanted to make things better.

Therefore, it is an exaggeration to say that Chen Qi has fallen into the nest of fortune, and he is afraid that he will have to change his luck in the future.

Anyway, good words don't cost money, and talking can't do much.

In case, it really falls into Wen Ling's eyes in the future, it's better than being a mess by yourself.

Zuo Chong had a lot of thoughts, so naturally he wouldn't block his way out, and when he should have left one more, he would have left one more.

Even if Chen Qi is inconspicuous now, what if he becomes popular someday?

These are all bad things to say.

Hearing Zuo Chong's words, Chen Qi turned his head numbly.

Wen Ling always felt that his neck was like a machine that had been in disrepair for a long time. If he had to give it a sound, it would probably be a clicking sound.

The dull and slow look is really not very bright.

But what Wen Ling wanted was a benefactor, not anything else.

Even Zuo Chong's expression was complicated, and Zuo Shi's expression was hesitant to speak, but Wen Ling still wouldn't give up on the person he picked.

"From now on, you will follow me, one yuan a day, and if you perform well, there may be other rewards in the future." Seeing Chen Qi looking at himself numbly, with no light on his face, Wen Ling spoke slowly, trying to let the His own voice sounded softer.

The voice of the original owner, once the pitch is raised, it has a bit of sharp meaning.

When it comes to the little ginseng essence, the voice of this world, although not whiny, is also soft and delicate.

It sounds like the delicateness and softness of a little girl.

Zuo Shi didn't think Wen Ling's voice was any different, maybe it was because of the little cousin's filter.

Zuo Chong was not familiar with Wen Ling, and he had only met him a few times, so he knew there was such a person.

After all, if you are working under other people's hands, you should also remember who the masters are.

I can't remember, I have to memorize the hard face.

This is the basic quality of living under the hands of others.

Otherwise, like Song Liu, it would be interesting if he didn't know when he offended anyone.

And the end will definitely not be too good.

The two of them didn't have much reaction to Wen Ling's voice, but Chen Qi was a little moved in his heart.

Chen Qi actually didn't have any idea about these glamorous ladies.

I was still thinking about carrying a few more bags by myself so that I could stockpile some coal.

Upon hearing Wen Ling's voice, Chen Qi's originally numb eyes seemed to light up slightly, but it was not obvious.

It's fleeting, too fast to catch.

What made Chen Qi's eyes change a little was not the money that made him miss him so much.

It was the voice of a little girl.

Originally, in Chen Qi's view, the eldest ladies of the family like Wen Ling and Zuo Shi were like clouds in the sky to them, just look at them, don't think too much about them.

But now, for some reason, Chen Qi felt that the soft-spoken girl in front of him, whose eyes were soft like Chunshui when he looked at him, should belong to him.

Chen Qi, who was taken aback by his own thoughts, shrank in the depths of his eyes, feeling that he was really influenced by the people around him, why did he come up with such a stupid idea?

Can the clouds in the sky that day be imagined?

Between them, there is the sky, the sea, and thousands of mountains and ravines. Even if he climbs all his life, he can't shorten the distance.

So, what is he fantasizing about?