"But..." Doomsday Boss looked curiously at his right-hand man. "Will Asking Sword take the people we send over?"
He knew, of course, about the bad blood between Lu Huayu and Young Master—if it could even be called that. Frankly, if Young Master had called to object when he hired Lu Huayu, he could never have kept him on, no matter how useful he was.
Young men like them certainly lived carefree lives, but those who stayed comfortable understood why: they didn't cause trouble for their families. They had to watch out for even the smallest things.
Of course, Lu Huayu could only help him with his daily life and entertainment. If his business had been at stake, that would have been different. No one would think twice about fighting someone for profit.
Thank goodness Young Master really is an upstanding guy. He never even thought of dragging a game dispute into real life, Doomsday Boss thought with relief. A personal assistant as useful as Lu Huayu was genuinely hard to find!
He was just a little too levelheaded. There were some kinds of money he simply wouldn't earn.
Lu Huayu attended to his every need in the game, but when Doomsday Boss had tested whether he could get the same treatment in real life, Lu Huayu had refused—politely but firmly.
At the thought, Doomsday Boss gave his right-hand man two regretful looks. Virtual butlers seemed attentive enough, but they couldn't give him this feeling of being so effortlessly looked after!
"So we can only have the girls in the family sail them over," Lu Huayu said, his expression unchanged. "Their families may not be close, but they're all devoted fans of Hill's Curio Shop. They should be able to strike up a conversation with the girls from Asking Sword.
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