Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite

"What are you doing? Don't leave!"

Seeing that Qu Yizhao was about to leave with his legs raised, Quan Zong immediately stopped Qu Yizhao and said hastily.

As soon as Qu Yizhao left, he stayed here alone, and he didn't want to face the group of things outside alone.

Qu Yizhao glanced at Quan Zong who looked flustered, a little puzzled, and said, "Of course I'm leaving!"

Quan Zong pointed at himself excitedly, and said, "Take me away with you!"

Qu Yizhen folded his arms around his chest, looked at Quan Zong, and said very coldly: "Why? Or, why?"

Quan Zong opened his mouth, wanting to say that his younger uncle is Quan Bingyan, his parents, and his maternal grandfather are all famous people.

But his family members are all well-known figures, so why can't he do it? He scratched his head a little dejectedly.

He pursed his lips, said hoarsely, "I can be your driver and drive for you."

Qu Yizhao waved his hand, and said casually: "I have a driver at home, an old man of more than ten years, and you are a young master, driving is not important."

Quan Zong choked, and then quickly said: "Aren't you still a high school student? I used to study in the United States. My English is very good and standard. I can teach you English!"

Qu Yizhao rolled his eyes, and said, "Let's not talk about your English, let's just talk about you studying in the United States, and your English is indeed fluent, but our exams are all about grammar, and we are outside with you. Life is different. And! I have already taken the college entrance examination..."

Quan Zong fell silent all of a sudden, this doesn't work, that doesn't work, so what can he do?

He felt that no one could be trusted, but the young man in front of him looked a bit like the man he was afraid of.

It was because of this that he wanted to follow this boy.

The rest of the people couldn't believe it.

How kind he used to be to his cronies and friends! But what did they do to him?

Thinking of this, Quan Zong couldn't help being silent.

Qu Yizhao looked at Quan Zong's appearance, thought for a while, and then said, "Otherwise, why don't you become my friend's assistant?"

Quan Zong's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and he said, "Yes, can I?"

Qu Yizhao nodded and said, "Go back to my home with me first, and I'll talk to you in detail. If you can, sign the contract right away, and I'll pay you your salary in advance."

Quan Zong immediately shook his head and said, "I don't want a salary! I'll just live in your house!"

Qu Yizhao frowned, no salary? This is not acceptable! If people outside knew about it, they would think that her studio oppressed the employees!

This is not good for Xiaoxiao's reputation.

Quan Zong thought that Qu Yizhao didn't want him to live in his house, so he was very disturbed.

He whispered: "You have also seen my situation, I don't dare to live outside alone..."

Qu Yizhen rubbed the center of his brows and said, "Okay, but you still have to get your salary. Isn't your card frozen? I'll get you another card, a salary card, or you won't have any money. In case my friend What should I do if I want to drink something? Do you stare wide-eyed?"

After hearing this, Quan Zong also nodded.

But he still felt a little weird, didn't the assistant help sort out the copywriting or something? Or to notify something...

How do you feel that Qu Yizhao said that this assistant is like a nanny?

If Qu Yizhao knew what Quan Zong was thinking, he would probably roll his eyes.

Isn't an artist and idol's assistant just a nanny?