Chapter 38 It's hard to be a nanny

Chapter 38 It's hard to be a babysitter

Hearing what Ya Lingyue said, Shen Zhu Tuo quickly raised his hand and surrendered: " boss, I was wrong! Am I wrong? Please let me go! I promise I won't joke anymore! Let's talk about business!"

"The business is to throw you to South Korea for surgery!" Shangya Ling added another sentence angrily before saying to Shangyahua, "Xiaohua, if the tree can really control the plants, will you be affected?" If the answer is yes, then no matter what the plan is, Shangya Ling will send Shangya flowers back to China!

Shang Yahua shook her head: "No! His strength should not be that strong! My body is not here, and after all, I am the king of flowers. Controlling ordinary plants and controlling kings are different! So I just felt uneasy and didn't feel afraid!"

Although Shangyahua answered like this, Shangya Ling still told him uneasly: "Anyway, try to stay away from that guy in the future! If he dares to do anything to you, don't be polite and talk about it first! Don't forget that you are a girl now, and you take advantage of public opinion!"

"Hmm!"

Don't care how Yaling teaches bad children. In Janice's office, a middle-aged woman is asking Mr. Janis: "Father, why did you stay in Kamimura to see the crane? Although he is excellent in all aspects, it is not a good thing for such a unique person to become an artist under ours! Especially his bodyguard is often by his side, which will make others have opinions!"

Mr. Janis gently knocked on the table and looked at the bright night scene outside the window: "You don't understand! Kamimura... we can't refuse! Anyway, he's just playing. When he's enough, he'll leave!" Such words from Mr. Janis made the middle-aged woman feel very incredible. In her information, Uemura is only a descendant of a famous family, which is not a rare thing in the art world. Changgu Satoshi's maternal grandfather used to be the governor of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but he still became an artist and obediently obeyed. Following the rules of the art world, what kind of background does this village have to enjoy such treatment?

Janis turned his head and looked at his daughter and said, "I'll deal with the matter of Shangcun. You don't have to worry about it!" Also, check if there are any recent projects suitable for working with BURNINGRRODUCTION, preferably with HYH. I'm very optimistic about this combination! Maybe we should consider absorbing girls as our artists!"

"Father?!" Since its establishment, it has been so many years that it has not met a good female artist and a good seedling, but Mr. Janice has never had such an idea. Today, he suddenly heard him say that how can middle-aged women not be surprised: "Are they really that good?"

"Next time, you will know when you contact them!" At the thought of the proud god Zhutuo, the shy Shangya flower and the energetic Shangya Ling, a faint smile appeared on Mr. Janis's face: "Also, when will Chacha Kimura, YAMAYP, Guili and Chiren be free recently!" This Shang Yaling is really discerning and has almost caught all the handsome men at the top of his office!

Seeing her father's expression, middle-aged women can't say anything more, so they can only respectfully answer, "Yes!"

Compared with the bustle of Janis Office, the Uemura family is relatively deserted. Uemura is sitting on the sofa, while the tree stands beside him without saying a word. Judging from Uemura's awkward expression and the melted ice cream in front of him, he has already sat here very much. It has been a long time.

After hearing the clock beat ten times, Uemura finally couldn't help saying, "Tree! I know it wrong! Don't tell Dad about it!"

"When I left, the master ordered me to tell me in detail about the young master's itinerary and the size of the day!" The tree stood there and said faintly, as if he didn't care about Uemura's embarrassed expression.

Uemura stood up depressedly and pulled the sleeve of the tree: "Tree! Please!! If you tell your father, I will definitely be scolded again! Don't tell him, okay?"

"If the young master hides something from his subordinates just to avoid being scolded, please forgive him for not obeying!" The tree ignored the coquettishness of Shangcun and still maintained a straight posture, as if he was really a tree.

Uemura Jianhe certainly knew what the tree meant, but as the pride of being a young master, he couldn't ask himself to admit his mistake like this: "Now I'm your master, and you must listen to my orders!"

"Then I will ask the master for instructions, because I can't meet the young master's requirements, so please send other people to serve the young master!" The tree is like an old tree that has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, ignoring any wind and rain, and does not care about the threat of the crane in Kamimura.

Hearing the tree say that he wanted to replace people, Uemura's momentum immediately disappeared without a trace: "No! I don't want to change people!! I don't want anyone but trees!!" Speaking of this, there was even a little crying in the village's voice: "The tree is not allowed to leave me!!"

Seeing the appearance of Uemura, the tree finally softened: "Young master! Do you know it's wrong?"

"Well, I was wrong! I'm no longer capricious! I won't use my ability to bully that guy! Whether she is a saint or not, whether she is a witch or not, I won't bully her!" Seeing that the tree reacted, Uemura nodded as if holding a life-saving straw and admitted his mistake. Anything else was easy to say, only the tree's departure was absolutely not allowed by him!

Uemura's nervous appearance made the tree sigh, helped him sit back on the sofa, and then squatted in front of him: "If I didn't arrive in time today, would you really kill her?"

"No! Even if you don't arrive, I'm ready to let her go! I just want to teach her a lesson. I don't want to hurt her!!" At this point, Uemura told the truth. He didn't want to kill Shang Yaling. He was just dissatisfied with her disrespectful to himself several times and wanted to teach her a little lesson.

Obviously, the tree also understood Shangcun's idea. He shook his head: "But have you thought about it? We are not sure whether she is a saint now, and we are not sure whether she has the ability of a witch. In other words, she is just an ordinary human being. Isn't it too much for you to do such a thing to ordinary human beings? You just think about how angry the master would be if he knew about it, but have you ever thought how disappointing he would be if you did this? What is the existence of our witches? What is our power? Does it exist just to vent your anger? So what's the difference between us and ordinary humans?

When Shu said this, Uemura also fell silent. After a while, he nodded: "Tree, you're right. I was wrong about this today! You can report it to Dad! No matter what the punishment is, I am willing to accept it! And I will apologize to Ling in person tomorrow!"

Seeing that Shangcun had understood the reason, Shu stood up with a smile: "I forgot to tell you one thing. The energy of the communication stone was used up yesterday. It will be put in the gathering array tonight to replenish energy, and it can only be used tomorrow night!"

"Huh?"

"The master wants me to report the young master's daily itinerary and size, so I will truthfully report all the actions of the young master tomorrow!" After saying that, the tree put away the table and melted into a pool of ice cream that could not be eaten: "It's getting late. Young master, go to bed early! I have put the bath water away!"

"What?" Uemura obviously recognized the meaning of the tree's words: "Tree! I know you love me the most!!"

Being held so happily by Uemura, the tree raised the plate in his hand helplessly: "Young master, go take a shower and go to bed!"

"Yes!!" Uemura happily let go of the tree and ran upstairs. The tree said to the dark shadow in the corner, "That's all for today! If I hear any unnecessary words..." The tree's eyes were soar, and a vase more than a meter high on the wall seemed to have been cut by something sharp, falling from the position of the bottleneck, and the incision was as smooth as if it had been polished.

The shadow in the corner answered lowly, "Yes! Lord Tree!!" After saying that, it disappeared.

The tree sighed softly: "The position of nanny is really difficult!" After saying that, he turned back to the kitchen.