allendalepharm Chapter 37 A stunningly beautiful foreign language teacher loses her job and happens to come to the
Chapter 37 A stunningly beautiful foreign language teacher loses her job and happens to come to the
Lin Xian clicked on the holographic monitor on the floating panel, and in the picture, the blonde, blue-eyed foreign girl was wiping away tears.
She was dragging a pink suitcase with one wheel chipped in half, and several red, swollen blisters were rubbed off her fair ankles.
Zhou Bapi, wearing large black sunglasses, brandished the high-voltage electric baton with great force, determined not to let the foreign woman get even a step closer to the fiber optic staircase.
Lin Xian yawned, casually pressed the communication button, and told Zhou Bapi to let him pass.
The portal flickered, and the blonde beauty, carrying a tattered suitcase, stumbled into the floating manor ten thousand meters above the ground.
The moment she stepped onto the constant-temperature lawn, her sapphire-like eyes widened in shock, and even her breathing became erratic.
The holographic star map in the sky slowly rotated, and the mechanical maid shuttled through the peach blossom forest. This scene shattered her pitiful materialistic worldview.
The girl's name is Helen, and she was originally a top-notch foreign teacher at a prestigious private school in Shanghai.
Because she was too beautiful, she stole the spotlight from the school's female board member and was expelled on some pretext without even receiving her last month's salary.
Penniless and stranded on the streets, she came across a video of the Fairy Manor in Qingshui County online, gritted her teeth, bought a hard-seat green train ticket, and came to try her luck.
With tears in her eyes, Helen poured out her tragic story in fluent Chinese with a slight Beijing accent.
She crumpled the hem of her skirt, her voice pleading, saying that as long as she was given food, she would do anything, including washing dishes and sweeping the floor.
Lin Xian leaned back in his rocking chair and glanced disdainfully at the fully automated housekeeping robot in the distance.
I have a nano-cleaning chamber for washing dishes and an intelligent robotic dog for sweeping the floor, so there's really no physical work for you to do.
Upon hearing this, Helen paused, her hand holding the paper cup still wet with the spilled warm water on the grass. Tears streamed down her face like a broken string of pearls.
Just when she thought she was going to be forced to sleep on the streets, she suddenly heard the sound of flapping wings coming from the peach tree branch above her head.
A mutated macaw, larger than an eagle and with feathers shimmering with a metallic sheen, landed on Lin Xian's shoulder.
This parrot was a spirit pet that the system had just refreshed a couple of days ago. It was incredibly intelligent and was tilting its head, curiously examining Helen.
Lin Xian casually picked up a nut from the plate and stuffed it into the parrot's beak, then thoughtfully stroked his chin.
This bird hears us speak Chinese every day; it's probably tired of it.
Lin Xian looked up at Helen and pointed to the parrot chewing nuts on his shoulder.
Since you speak several foreign languages, I'll leave this bird to you from now on.
Teach it a few English, French, and Russian phrases every day, and I'll give you an annual salary of one million, including food and accommodation. If it performs well, you'll also get a year-end bonus.
Helen opened her rosy lips wide, and the handle of her suitcase slammed against the back of her foot with a loud thud. She didn't even remember to cry out in pain.
Earning a million-dollar annual salary by teaching a bird to speak a foreign language is an absolute fantasy in the fiercely competitive white-collar world of Shanghai, a dream that would make anyone green with envy!
At that moment, Zhou Bapi was outside the gate, showing off his manor's grandeur with a live stream on his phone, broadcasting Lin Xian's words verbatim.
The hundreds of thousands of online workers in the live stream instantly broke down their defenses.
The screen was covered by a dense barrage of comments, all of them consisting of sour lemon emojis and desperate wails.
Boss, I have a professional English level 8 certificate and also study German. I can not only teach parrots, but I can also be a simultaneous interpreter for the guard dogs on the estate!
Is it too late for me to quit my job now? I don't ask for much, I just want an annual salary of 500,000 to scoop the bird's poop!
Those workaholics who work overtime in office buildings until the early hours of the morning every day were so angry that they smashed the instant noodle bowl in their hands.
They work themselves to the bone for a year and only earn a few hundred thousand, while a foreign woman can achieve financial freedom by teaching a bird to talk.
This kind of ostentatious display of wealth, which is so overwhelming, has made working people across the internet shed tears of envy, jealousy, and hatred.
Helen, fearing Lin Xian might change his mind, bowed repeatedly and shouted "Long live the boss!" Her hearty laughter echoed throughout the manor.
After spending a few days together, Helen completely adapted to the relaxed lifestyle at the manor.
She has a warm and outgoing personality. She changed into a bikini and had a water fight with Xia Anran and the others in the infinity pool, making these oriental beauties laugh and squirm.
With this exotic pistachio, the manor high in the sky is filled with a cheerful atmosphere every day.
Every day after lunch, Helen would move a small stool to sit under the peach tree, take the high-grade melon seeds provided by the system, and teach the mutated parrot to speak, word by word.
The mutant parrot has a brain capacity far exceeding that of ordinary birds, and it learns language incredibly quickly.
On a sunny afternoon, Lin Xian was lying on a holographic beach fishing for a virtual great white shark when he suddenly heard a strange bird call.
The mutated parrot flapped its iridescent wings and landed steadily on Lin Xian's fishing rod.
It cleared its throat and shouted out in perfect French with a heavy Parisian accent.
Dear boss, I wish you a prosperous day!
Lin Xian paused for a moment, then burst into a hearty laugh, casually grabbing a handful of peeled mutated walnuts from the side and tossing them to it.
Helen ran over wearing a cool sun-protective shirt, her face beaming with pride, like a kitten asking for a reward.
Boss, I've taught it pretty well, haven't I? It's even learned a couple of Russian swear words now.
Lin Xian gave a thumbs up, thinking that the money was well spent. Just listening to the bird's antics every day would make him eat two more bowls of rice.
Su Qinghan walked over with a plate of sliced fruit. Seeing this harmonious scene, her guardedness lessened considerably.
Just as everyone was amusing themselves around the mutated parrot, a person swayed up the holographic light guide staircase.
Village chief Wang Fugui, with his hands behind his back, wearing black cloth shoes, puffing on his pipe, and looking worried, strolled into the yard.
The wrinkles on his forehead twisted into a pretzel shape, and he let out a long, rough sigh that smelled of cheap tobacco.
Hey kid, you'd better come up with a solution for Uncle Fugui. The old folks in our village are so bored they're practically growing mold.
They used to fight every day for two square meters of land, but now that you've taken over all the land, they're always clamoring to do square dancing when they have free time.
Wang Fugui tapped his pipe on the sole of his shoe twice, then pointed helplessly down the mountain.
But the village's old base station was struck by lightning yesterday and it's broken. There's not even a 2G network. The old ladies can't even play square dance music because it's so choppy. Can you get them some internet?