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  Next to the two large tables, there were two armchairs, and the candidates who came to sign up were divided into two teams. Two men who looked like masters were registering one by one on the table. In the middle stood a tall sign that read "Xiao Fu Household Servant Recruitment Registration Office".

  Lin Wanrong took a glance around and saw that the people in front of him were roughly divided into two groups: those who, like Lin Wanrong, were genuinely applying to be household guards, and those who had ulterior motives. There were probably over a thousand people in total. Everyone was eager to sign up, fearing that others would snatch their opportunity away.

  A small position like a household servant has so many people competing for it, it seems that employment difficulties are a universal problem that exists in every era.

  Thinking that so many people would be his own competitors, Lin Wanrong's head was a bit big, this damn old man Wei, completely wanted to get himself killed.

  Lin Wanrong silently cursed Wei Lao in his heart eighteen times, he walked back and forth in the crowd a few times, knowing that today and tomorrow were just a simple registration procedure. Since Uncle Wei had already signed him up, Lin Wanrong was spared the trouble of queuing, so he started patrolling around.

  Most job applicants looked worried and anxious, apparently concerned about whether they could be hired, similar to the psychology of job applicants in Lin Wanrong's era.

  Those self-proclaimed elegant scholars obviously disdained to associate with those inferior white-collar workers, chatting in groups of three or five, their common point being that they all held a fan in their hands, and when reciting poetry, they would unconsciously wave two fans.

  It was already late autumn, and these gentlemen were fanning themselves with fans. Were they trying to ward off the cold? Lin Wanrong couldn't help but laugh inwardly.

  Talents gathered together, it's inevitable to compare and show off. A guy next to Lin Wanrong saw the other three and shook his fan, laughing loudly as he approached: "Hey, Brother Wang, Brother Zhao, Brother Li, you're all here too."

  The four men bowed to each other and said "goodbye" to one another.

  "It's not our turn to sign up yet, instead of sitting idly, why don't we recite a poem in succession?" The first guy spoke again, and the other three brothers cheered. In this era, reciting poetry in public is fashionable, just like Lin Wanrong's world, it's all about being trendy.

  The person who first proposed it was deservedly elected as the leader and took on the heavy responsibility of setting a good example.

  That guy hesitated for a long time, seeing the few leaves that had fallen to the ground, his eyes lit up, and with great joy, he shook his head and chanted: "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces..."

  "Five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces..." King brother murmured.

  "Nine pieces, ten pieces, eleven pieces..." Zhao continued.

  The leaves were all counted, and at the end, Brother Li's eyes rolled over, and he loudly recited: "Falling into the midst, none are seen."

  "Good poem, good poem." The four of them cheered loudly together.

  Lin Wanrong felt helpless beside him, the old man was already shameless enough, but compared to these three kids, his skin was still not thick enough, ashamed, ashamed.

  Suddenly there was a commotion in front, and someone shouted loudly: "Mrs. Xiao has come out, Mrs. Xiao has come out." Lin Wanrong's heart was overjoyed, waiting for you.

  The crowd in front had already become chaotic, with everyone rushing forward in a scramble. Those who were proud of their literary talent and elegance also couldn't care about their identity anymore, and they crowded together with these commoners they looked down upon, as if going one moment earlier would allow them to win the favor of the mother-in-law first.

  The shameless Fourth Brother, who was just reciting poetry beside Lin Wanrong, had already rushed forward. Lin Wanrong hesitated for a moment, thinking that it's better to strike first and gain the upper hand, rather than being hit later. At this point, what gentlemanly demeanor could he still maintain?

  Lin Wanrong stepped forward and separated the four of them, shouting: "Enough, it's enough!"

  Wei old man gave Lin Wanrong a baptism, oh no, it's a dunk, after the dunk, Lin Wanrong's strength compared to before increased by more than tenfold, easily opening up the four people.

  The four kids looked at Lin Wanrong's tattered clothes, and since they couldn't squeeze past him, they exchanged a glance, shook their heads in dismay, and said: "This is purely a matter of quality, I don't even want to mention you."

  Among the crowd stood a beautiful woman, wearing a long palace dress, with delicate eyebrows, bright eyes, smooth skin and a radiant complexion. She didn't look like someone who had given birth to children, but rather like a thirty-year-old elegant lady. Her demeanor was dignified and composed as she greeted the officials and guards, exuding an air of elegance and nobility.

  From other people's titles for her, Lin Wanrong knew that this was the hostess of the Xiao family, Mrs. Xiao. This Mrs. Xiao married into the Xiao family at the age of 16 and had two daughters. She was a virtuous wife and mother, dignified and kind, and had always been Mr. Xiao's good helper.

  Unfortunately, Xiao Lao Ye passed away in his prime, leaving behind only the lonely mother and daughter who relied on each other for survival. Fortunately, the eldest young lady of the Xiao family had a keen business sense and had been quietly managing the household in recent years. Although it couldn't be said to be thriving, at least she maintained the prosperity of the Xiao family. This girl was indeed worthy of admiration.

  Lin Wanrong suddenly thought of a very serious problem, this Xiao family is a widow with two young girls, what if they invited a scoundrel into their home, and he took advantage of the older sister but still didn't die of shame, then turned his attention to the younger sister, wouldn't that be enough to make people jealous to death?

  Lin Wanrong's heart skipped a beat, he absolutely wouldn't allow a man happier than himself to exist in this world. How dare you, what can you do to me? Lin Wanrong thought with great arrogance, in this world, there was fundamentally no one he feared.

  He couldn't help but laugh at himself, what's the point of all this? Worrying about trivial things, it's better to think about how to survive in this world.

  When it comes to mixing, Lin Wanrong has some ideas in his heart. The Xiao family is a big household in Jinling City, although the current situation is not as good as before, but a hundred feet of insects, dead and not stiff, after all, it's a big tree, under the current circumstances of no power, no influence, no money, and no people, this Xiao family is a big tree, although it can't drop sweet dates, but the principle of leaning on a big tree to enjoy the cool breeze, Lin Wanrong still understands. From this point of view, Wei Lao's letting him go to the Xiao family is not impossible to understand.

  Lin Wanrong originally had a take-it-or-leave-it attitude towards this dog-eat-dog competition, but once he had the idea in his mind, he slowly began to take it seriously. He used to be a sales manager, accompanying clients to eat, drink and gamble, looking glorious on the surface, but actually feeling empty and lonely inside, which only he himself knew. If not for supporting his parents and funding his sister's education, he would have quit long ago.

  Now, he has come to this strange world with a wrong identity, no one knows him, and he is alone, nor does he need to set any goals. In that case, it seems not bad to be a carefree housekeeper.

  Madam Xiao slowly walked up to a large platform, elegantly saying: "Thank you everyone for your attention to our Xiao family. Please believe us, we will certainly follow the principles of openness, fairness and justice in recruiting house servants. Please line up in order, do not crowd, each person has an opportunity."

  Her voice was soft and pleasant to hear, although it wasn't loud, but everyone listened attentively, and could hear clearly.