Chapter 3: : Demon's Contract

On the top floor of the SE International Building, a huge 270° French window reflects the bright spring sun.
Gu Yuze leaned lazily on the soft chair, and the family doctor was carefully treating the wound on his right wrist.
The middle-aged fat butler walked in, bent over, bowed, and said with a smile: "Master, that group has been cleaned up. Behind the scenes is the son of the Xicai Group."
"That kid Xicai---huh."
The fat butler nodded and asked, "Master, do you want to send someone to deal with it?"
"No, keep him alive for a few days." Gu Yuze seemed to think of something funny, his delicate lips raised slightly, "Old money, all the people in the first floor interior hall are blasted away. One named Munan, stay."
The butler was surprised, but did not dare to resist, his eyes quickly motioned to the waiting secretary. The secretary is shrewd and knows how to find Munan in the computer.
"Report Master, 1890 people signed up today. There are 5 young people named Munan, one woman and four men."
"I want this person."
A wrinkled business card was thrown over. The young man on the business card had picturesque eyebrows and smiled innocently, unaware that the nightmare was coming.

Munan ran all the way from Wuzhen to Shenghua Financial District. People were too sleepy to open their eyes. Looking at the crowds, it was estimated that she would not be her turn for a while, so she simply found a few people to sleep.
In the dream, she found the bracelet that her mother had left in Gu's house. Her mother's illness was also cured and her life was stable and comfortable.
"Mr. Mu?"
"Mr. Mu?"
"Um..." Munan rubbed his sleepy eyes, and the pretty face of the lady at the front desk gradually became clear. Her mind instantly returned to her mind, and she stood up quickly, "I'm here? Sorry, too sleepy."
The lady at the front desk blushed and shook her head with a chuckle: "Steward Qian is looking for you, please come with me."
Along the way in a daze, Munan followed the lady at the front desk to the elevator and rose to a hundred floors.
Munan was led to a spacious and luxurious meeting room.
There was only one old man in the meeting room, with a round body, like a white meatball, looking inexplicably festive and cordial. The neat tuxedo, gray hair, and the savvy spirit reveals the shrewdness of the sophistication.
Munan thought to himself that this should be the money steward mentioned at the front desk, and said hello politely: "Hello money steward, this is Munan 1314, please start the interview."
Steward Qian seemed to be stunned for a moment. The young man in front of him was generous and handsome, with indistinguishable and handsome sunshine, and there was no half of stage fright.
The eyebrows are fresh and straightforward, the complexion is fair, and the sky is full. He is the kind of intelligent and bold person.
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The pace is steady, the body is slender, the breathing is even, and he should be good at some martial arts.
This boy is indeed one of the best, Qian Manager secretly sighed, Young Master really has a good eye!
"Brother Munan, this is an assistant contract, in duplicate. You can read it first, and you can ask me if you have any questions. If there is no problem, please sign at the end and implement it three days later."
Munan sat down cautiously. There was already a thick pile of paper on the table, and a new marker pen was placed next to it.
Munan turned a few pages and was blinded by a series of favorable conditions such as "annual salary of one million US dollars, five social insurance and one housing fund, advanced living conditions, accompanying enrollment". I was excited, and suddenly realized something was wrong, so I hurriedly raised my head and asked: "Qian, Qianjian, is this also the content of the interview?"
"There is no need for an interview, you have been hired exceptionally."
Munan:. . . ? ? ?
"Well, Manager Qian, I don't know how to cook or wash clothes... I'm good at beating people, oh no, good at defensiveness."
"No, it doesn't matter if a man doesn't know how to wash and cook. The young master needs a male assistant who can fight, be loyal, obedient, and able to withstand stress."
Munan bowed her head with a guilty conscience, and did not put her mind on the words "strong ability to withstand stress". She had a guilty conscience with the words "male assistant".
In fact, she is a real girl.
Except for her sick mother and her dead father, almost no one knew about it.
"Well, Manager Qian, I have a lot of shortcomings, do you want to think about it?"
The housekeeper Qian only treated Mu Nan as humble and smiled kindly: "Don't worry, I won't misunderstand the person. You are indeed suitable for this job. This is a good opportunity to choose one in a million. Don't refuse."
Munan:...
Golden bricks in the sky? Goodness, dementia recently?
Munan looked at this sleek and decent money housekeeper. Every piece of paper in the contract was exquisite and gorgeous, and the world outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was prosperous and bright. He couldn't help but bit his tongue secretly, telling her with a little bit of pain that God is really demented . . .
The annual salary is as high as one million, and the important thing is that he can still study at Shenghua, a world-class college. The daily assistant job is just to take care of the young master. Munan can't help but be moved by a hard rock.
Munan, who was rushing for a while, quickly picked up the marker and wrote two words neatly on the signature:
【Munan】
Just after writing these two words, Munan suddenly felt a strange coolness, as if writing his name on the death certificate.
The contract was signed in a silly way, and the steward Qian’s eyes smiled into a kind seam:
Little Brother Munan, SE has always taken integrity as its corporate belief. Three days later, please be sure to start working at the young master’s address. The assistant’s daily work has been written in In the contract. In addition, the young master has never liked people who rebelliously deceive, so you must put yourself where you should be."
Munan's head was so busy as a chicken pecking at rice.