Madam Xiao smiled like a flower, warmly looking at each new servant, asking about their well-being. Madam Xiao had indeed rolled up her sleeves in the business world; although she was just putting on an act, it already had a good effect. Several sentimental servants were already tearfully moved, directly treating Madam Xiao as if she were their own parents.

  Lin Wanrong's stomach was already hungry, and he couldn't wait for Xiao Furen to arrive. He grabbed a few mouthfuls of food and sent them into his mouth. When Xiao Furen arrived in front of him, he swallowed a hot dish into his belly and was eating voraciously.

  "Madam, this is Lin San," Wang the housekeeper introduced.

  Xiao's wife took a look at Lin San, who looked decent and had a gentle disposition, giving off a very approachable feeling. She smiled and asked Lin Wanrong, "Are you the contract worker Lin San?"

  Lin Wanrong stood up and said, "Yes, madam, I am Lin San." He naturally stretched out his hand to shake hands with Xiao's wife. In his world, shaking hands was a basic courtesy.

  Xiao's wife's face changed, and she coldly said: "What are you doing?"

  Men and women do not give or receive things with their own hands, this is an old saying. Mrs. Xiao was a chaste widow who was extremely self-respecting and strict with etiquette. People say that there are many scandals at the door of a widow's house, but Mrs. Xiao had been in mourning for many years without any rumors or gossip spreading about her, which shows her chastity. Therefore, when she saw Lin Wanrong stretch out his hand, she became involuntarily angry.

  Lin Wanrong also realized that he had made a very serious empiricist mistake, fortunately, he was quick-witted and immediately came up with a plan, so he didn't withdraw his hand, and said straightforwardly: "Let's shake hands with the lady."

  "A handshake?" Mrs. Xiao frowned, unexpectedly this guy bluntly spoke it out.

  "Yes, in my hometown, when two people meet for the first time, shaking hands is the most basic courtesy." Lin Wanrong said this with a simple and natural tone, with a harmless smile on his face, plus his good-looking appearance, making it easy for people to trust him.

  "How dare you!" Wang, the housekeeper, and Pang, the deputy housekeeper, shouted together. What kind of thing is this kid, actually daring to eat Xiao Furen's tofu?

  "It doesn't matter." Madam Xiao smiled and stopped the two stewards. Before Miss Xiao took over the Xiao family, it was always Madam Xiao who managed the Xiao family's business, able to keep everything in order. She was naturally not a simple person. To be precise, she was a strong woman, and in order to protect herself, she was familiar with all sorts of men and all sorts of gazes. She had a good grasp on her own gaze, and this servant's eyes were very natural, without revealing any hint of impertinence. It seemed that she had misunderstood after all.

  Lin Wanrong was also sizing up Xiao's wife. Unlike from a distance, now that he was close to her, she still looked like an exceptionally outstanding woman. Her face was as white and delicate as jade, her eyes were beautiful and captivating, the corners of her eyes didn't have a single wrinkle, only occasionally furrowed eyebrows, seemingly showing that she had some hidden worries.

  This is a real strong woman, Lin Wanrong thought to himself, and compared with the various kinds of female strongmen he had seen when he was a marketing manager, she was not inferior, but more beautiful.

  "Where is your hometown?" Mrs. Xiao was also a bit interested in this contract employee, after all, she had never heard of such a thing before, but the idea was quite novel and innovative. She was also curious about the housekeeper who could come up with such an idea.

  "My hometown? It's very far, very far away. Even if I told you, madam, you probably wouldn't know it." A hint of desolation flashed in Lin Wanrong's eyes; he was now a rootless duckweed, drifting wherever the current took him.

  Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Mrs. Xiao did not force him, because the work contract he signed with the Xiao family was for one year, so although he was a household servant, he might be fired by the Xiao family at any time.

  I'm actually worried that a subordinate would abandon the Xiao family? Mrs. Xiao couldn't help but laugh at her own unnecessary worry, but as long as they're talented, the Xiao family will keep them, this was Mrs. Xiao's conclusion after struggling in the business world for many years.

  Mrs. Xiao smiled at Lin Wanrong and turned to leave, she naturally wouldn't shake hands with him. No matter what broken rules your hometown has, once you're here, you have to follow local customs. If word gets out that you shook hands with a lowly person like him, the reputation of Widow Zheng would be completely ruined.

  Madam Xiao stepped onto the stage and delivered a passionate speech to the newly appointed servants, welcoming them, hoping they would be loyal and dedicated to their posts, love their work, and contribute their strength to the Xiao family.

  Later on, Lin Wanrong saw a vaguely familiar scene - the new student representative's speech. Seeing this segment, Lin Wanrong was both amused and exasperated. He had attended countless opening ceremonies and commencement speeches, each one featuring this cliché, and he hadn't expected it to be any different in this world either.

  The one who went up to represent the newly promoted Dings' family was none other than Xiao Feng, the bookworm, which made Lin Wanrong spit blood.

  Xiao Feng walked onto the stage with a tense expression, took out a piece of paper that had been written beforehand from his pocket, and read it out in a stuttering tone, his hands shaking uncontrollably. Work hard every day, strive for excellence, love Dahua, love Xiao family.

  Lin Wanrong's mouthful of rice was spat out, drawing the angry gaze of countless devout family members around him.

  Back in his own courtyard in the garden, he sorted out his luggage and didn't see Old Man Fu. At this time, he should be taking a nap. Old men who have reached a certain age are all like this.

  Just about to lie down on the bed, suddenly heard a burst of cheerful voices coming from the courtyard.

  "Oh, this peony is really beautiful, it suits me."

  "I think that dogtail grass is more suitable for you."

  "I've heard clearly, the new servant assigned today is under Fu Bo's command."

  "Right, right, I'm here to see him. I've heard he's tall and has big eyes, healthy skin, full of masculinity..."

  "Cut it out, don't look at me like that. Let me tell you, I heard this newly appointed house servant is quite arrogant, not even buying the account from Wang, the housekeeper..."

  "Although Wang doesn't buy the account from Guan's family, since his daughter is giving it to him, he will have to buy it anyway."

  "Cut!"

  "Don't say anymore, let's pick flowers first, then pick handsome guys, yeah—"

  Lin Wanrong covered her mouth tightly, what the hell is this, isn't she supposed to be in the Panxi Cave, how did she run into these female demons.

  He walked out the door, and saw in the courtyard a dozen or so maidservants, youthful and lovely. Although they couldn't be called beautiful, they had the advantage of being young. They were busily picking flowers in the flower clusters, ceaselessly plucking blossoms.