In another place, the "ugly and chic" centurion, an Jing, followed the soldiers leading the way and said nothing all the way.

Considering the inconvenience of centurion's legs and feet, the soldiers did not walk fast, and the details were wordless and considerate.

After half a ring, the centurion's Brown cheeks were slightly hot and thanked the humanity in a loud voice.

"Mr. Feng specially ordered it. It's not a small credit."

The soldier answered in a businesslike manner.

At this time in winter, we should speed up walking, so as to make the body produce heat from inside to outside and resist the cold. However, in order to cooperate with the centurion's steps, several soldiers who led the way did not dare to complain, endured the cold, sent people outside the handsome tent and lowered their eyebrows and hands.

"Go in. The Lord and Sir are already waiting for you inside. Don't keep people waiting."

"Thank you."

The centurion hugged his fist and arched his hand, and then walked carefully into the tent.

When the tent was opened, the warm air with the faint smell of pear flowers came to my face, dispelling the cold air around me.

After careful sorting, the handsome tent was also covered with a layer of soft animal skin cushion, with a delicate and small incense burner in the middle.

It's a little handsome at last.

"Little Qi Kuang, I've seen county magistrate Liu."

Centurion's long legs and feet are inconvenient, and his salute is not as regular as normal people, but we can see that his attitude is serious, not perfunctory.

There are two people in the account. The young boy sits at the head. He looks several years younger than Yang Tao. His eyebrows and eyes are full of vitality. The other is Feng Zhen, a scholar who woos him. Compared with Jiang Pengji's regular sitting posture, Feng Zhen seems a little "weak and boneless".

As if he had no bones, he leaned against a few, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes focused on Qi Kuang, the centurion.

"Lord, this person is the talent I said before."

Jiang Pengji gave a sound and said to Qi Kuang, "get up. It's cold now, and the cold on the ground is heavy. Kneeling for a long time is bad for your legs and feet."

Qi Kuang, the centurion, stood up, his hands on both sides, his head bowed slightly, and his eyes fell on the copper incense burner not far in front of Jiang Pengji.

Jiang Pengji asked Qi Kuang, "do you know why I borrowed you?"

Qi Kuang calmly replied, "Duwei has already said. Liu county magistrate saw Xiao's unique appearance, so he borrowed it."

After hearing this reply, Jiang Pengji frowned.

No matter who sees Qi Kuang's appearance, they can understand how bad the word "unique appearance" implies.

Yang Jian is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She can really hate her.

Even if he didn't know Jiang Pengji's borrowing was false and digging was true, he left a heart and dug a hole for her.

However, in the final analysis, it's the fault of Fengzhen prodigal son. Listen to what bad reasons this boy is looking for. There's no such thing!

The little Duke of his family raised the pot provoked by the counselor, but she, the Lord, had to carry it.

Tut - not cool.

"It's just a reason. It can't be true. Do you know my real purpose?"

She looked at Qi Kuang with a smile. The magic skill - HUFA has entered the cooling CD and needs to be recruited urgently.

Qi Kuang was stunned. His expression finally changed. He looked a little cautious.

"Little know."

At present, it is still in the live broadcasting state. The audience in the live broadcasting room know that Jiang Pengji will recruit new employees again. They squat and refuse to leave.

According to their "understanding" of Jiang Pengji, the Lord has the problem of Yan control.

The talent recruited is either a little handsome man or a big handsome man. Even if he is old, he is also an old handsome man... Even if he is not a handsome man, he is also a talent with outstanding temperament and talent. It is not ugly to pick up a little. In short, appearance is very important!

However, the reality is cruel, their blood was unprecedented sniper, heartbroken.

[Li Neng can carry Ding Wei Zixiao]: anchor, I know ginseng rooster is wrong, but I still want to say - Qi Kuang's appearance is still a long way from the passing line after rounding, anchor, are you sure you want to win this man into the company? He will lower the average appearance of the whole group! Aren't you called the cosmic beauty sky group? Don't give up treatment——

[keep yourself clean fengzishi]: poof - although the ridicule upstairs is very mean, I also think... Uh huh, Qi Kuang is not welcome to join us. The reason is very simple. Too ugly and hot eyes affect the working mood. However, the anchor, as the Lord of a power group, certainly can't be so capricious. No matter how we oppose it, it's estimated that we can't shake the anchor's determination. Let's accept the reality.

[competitive Qi guanrang]: sure enough, even if there is a space apart, human aesthetic standards are the same. This cruel, indifferent and face watching world - but then again, Qi Kuang is not valued by Yang Jian because he is ugly? If he looks good, where can he get the anchor's hoe? It was dug long ago. Now there is a shortage of people, some people are good and picky!

[ugly without salt, Li Hanmei]: I can accept everything that is good for the anchor. I don't mind whether it's good or bad. In fact, from a male perspective, I still hope that the overall appearance of the live studio can be reduced, with fewer handsome guys and more beautiful women... Really, can you imagine that when I date my girlfriend, she holds the beautiful picture of Li Yun with a small white face, all kinds of noise and screams?

Jiang Pengji glanced at this series of IDS, and her heart was already laughing and suffering. These IDS were clearly pink to the depths and naturally black.

Especially [clean yourself, fengzishi], it's beautiful black!

Feng Zhen on one side didn't know why. He moved uneasily and changed his kneeling posture.

Jiang Pengji restrained her mind and concentrated on dealing with Qi Kuang.

"Since you know, would you like to?"

She never likes to beat around the Bush, and so does hiring.

Willing is willing, unwilling... Uh huh, she will find ways to make people willing.

Qi Kuang hesitated, bravely raised his head and bumped into Jiang Pengji's eyes. After they touched each other, he quickly lowered his eyelids.

He squeezed his fist secretly, summoned up his courage and told the truth.

"As far as I know, Liu county magistrate doesn't need to train sailors now. He just raises an idle man."

Qi Kuang felt that even if he changed jobs, he would not be reused.

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows because she was worried about this, she said, "I can't use sailors now, but that doesn't mean I don't need to train sailors, let alone not in the future. I need to use sailors for a thousand days. When I need sailors and I only have dry ducks in my hand, it will be late. As for raising idle people? My family has a great career. Even if I can't use sailors in my life, what if I raise you?"

Qi Kuang was silent for a while, and Jiang Pengji did not urge him.

"Xiao was born ugly, with disabled legs and unsightly appearance. Liu county magistrate really doesn't dislike it?"

Qi Kuang is excited, but he still cares. Who let Fengzhen borrow someone's excuse is "ugly and chic"?