Finest Servant

Chapter 16

Chapter 16 The Birth of the Third Page Tabloid (Part One)

Miss Xiao was low-key, and Miss Xiao Er was too young, so it was only natural that Mrs. Xiao had to step forward and make an appearance. It was quite a feat for a woman of her station.

After hearing Mrs. Xiao's words, everyone lined up in an orderly fashion, even the shameless four brothers had restored their refined demeanor.

Realizing that there was nothing interesting going on today, Lin Wanrong took a glance at Mrs. Xiao and remembered her appearance before quietly slipping away.

Returning to the Dong family, he saw Mr. Dong Rende and his daughter carefully transcribing something.

Lin Wanrong took a quick look and saw that the writing was elegant and beautiful, making it clear that this was the gossip Mr. Dong Rende had gathered about Miss Xiao, dictated by him and recorded by Dong Qiaoqiao.

Dong Qiaoqiao's handwriting was really beautiful, Lin Wanrong nodded repeatedly after reading it a few times.

The father and daughter finally noticed Lin Wanrong standing next to them. Seeing that Lin Wanrong kept nodding, Dong Qiaoqiao couldn't help but blush, but also excited. It seemed that Lin Wanrong's appreciative expression had made her happy.

"Young, Young Master Lin, you're back," Dong Qiaoqiao's cute nose was covered in a thin layer of glistening sweat, making her even more beautiful, reminding Lin Wanrong of his sister who was still in college.

Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Yes, I went out for a walk and did some market research."

They certainly hadn't heard of the term "market research," and Lin Wanrong was too lazy to explain it to them. He took the small booklet they were transcribing and said, "Let me take a look."

To his surprise, they had not only detailed the functional modules of the booklet, but also designed various layouts, laying the foundation for a magnificent hand-copied book. These talented individuals were wasting their skills by not working for the Sun Newspaper.

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Seeing Lin Wanrong's surprised expression, Dong Qiaoqiao became anxious and said, "Young Master Lin, did I do something wrong? Oh dear, what should I do? I've ruined everything for you."

She was so nervous she was about to cry. It was understandable, as in this era, it was believed that a woman's virtue was in her talent. She had finally found an opportunity to showcase her abilities, only to mess it up. How could she not be nervous?

Lin Wanrong didn't have the heart to tease her anymore. He put on a smile and said, "Miss Qiaoqiao, you didn't do anything wrong, you did too well."

Dong Qiaoqiao was first surprised, then overjoyed. She eagerly asked, "Is that true, Young Master Lin?"

Lin Wanrong smiled and nodded. Dong Qiaoqiao was overjoyed and said, "I did it according to your instructions. Before you left, I had some questions that I didn't understand, but I didn't want to ask you, so I added my own understanding."

This girl was not only dexterous but also had ideas and was daring. She was quite a talented person, and the father and daughter were both good. Dong Rende, who had been listening to them talk, finally interjected, "Oh, as long as Young Master Lin is satisfied. Qiaoqiao and I have been worried that you would not like our rough hands and feet."

Seeing the pure and simple appearance of the father and daughter, Lin Wanrong couldn't help but sigh and said seriously, "Uncle Dong, Miss Qiaoqiao, I hope you remember that a person can have no power, no money, but you must have confidence. If you don't even respect yourself, then no one in this world will respect you. Your face is given by others, but your dignity is earned by yourself."

Dong Qiaoqiao's eyes showed a kind of admiration, and she nodded gently, "Young Master Lin, I understand."

Lin Wanrong looked at Dong Rende and said, "She understands, do you?"

Dong Rende laughed and said, "Our Qiaoqiao understands, so I understand. I listen to everything Qiaoqiao says."

Looking at the sincere father and daughter, Lin Wanrong suddenly thought of his parents who he would never see again, and his heart was sore. He quickly turned his head and continued to look at the booklet, "Have you all finished copying?"

Dong Qiaoqiao said, "We have all finished. Please take a look, Young Master."

Lin Wanrong picked up the booklet and casually smiled, "Qiaoqiao, not only are you good at needlework, but you are also a female scholar. I don't know who taught you all this."

Dong Qiaoqiao said, "It was Miss Luo who favored me and let me learn with her. Otherwise, how would I have had the chance?"

"Miss Luo?" That name sounded so familiar.

Seeing Lin Wanrong's furrowed brow, Dong Qiaoqiao was surprised, "Don't you know Miss Luo? She is the number one talented woman in Jinling."

The number one talented woman in Jinling? Lin Wanrong suddenly remembered the performance of Phoenix Seeks Phoenix that he witnessed with Hou Yuebai, the young master of the Hou family, on Xuanwu Lake that afternoon. Wasn't the target of that play this number one talented woman in Jinling, Miss Luo?

Seeing Dong Qiaoqiao's surprised expression, Lin Wanrong found it funny and said, "I have no interest in talented men and women."

"That's because you, Young Master, are a great talent," Dong Qiaoqiao laughed. "But you're not interested in talented women, are you? You should be interested in beautiful women. Miss Luo is the number one beauty in Jinling, you know."

She had become close with Lin Wanrong and now addressed him directly as "Young Master," even dropping the "Lin" from his name and speaking with greater warmth.

"I'm interested in beautiful women, especially someone like you," Lin Wanrong joked shamelessly now that they were on familiar terms.

Dong Qiaoqiao blushed deeply and could not speak.

Dong Rende coughed lightly a few times, causing Lin Wanrong to turn red with embarrassment. The old man had caught him in the act.

Lin Wanrong had a thick skin, however, and quickly regained his composure. "Miss Qiaoqiao, why did Miss Luo ask you to accompany her?" he asked nonchalantly.

After his earlier flirtations, Dong Qiaoqiao had become shy again. "The first time I went to make clothes for Miss Luo, she saw that we were about the same age and talked to me a little more. She's really a good person, but she doesn't seem to have many friends, so she asked me to come and keep her company. After spending time with her, she asked me to study with her and Master."

Lin Wanrong nodded. "Miss Luo really is a good person. I hope she finds the best husband in the world. Hmm, I suppose I'm a passable candidate for that title," he joked.

Dong Qiaoqiao laughed lightly. "You talk too much. If Miss Luo knew what you said, even if she has a good temper, she wouldn't let you off."

Although she thought this, she couldn't help feeling happy when she heard Lin Wanrong speak so freely and unconstrained. Dong Rende pretended not to hear anything. He was starting to worry that he had let a wolf into the house. Lin Wanrong's smooth tongue could easily deceive someone as innocent as Dong Qiaoqiao, and he might run off with her at any moment.

Lin Wanrong stopped talking to Dong Qiaoqiao and focused on reading the booklet. In addition to the two sections he had mentioned earlier, there were several other sections, such as "Miss Xiao talks about life," "Quotes from Miss Xiao," and "Miss Xiao's views on choosing a spouse." If illustrations were added, it would make for an excellent page three tabloid.

Lin Wanrong was especially interested in the last section, "Miss Xiao's views on choosing a spouse." This was definitely not Dong Rende's idea, but rather Dong Qiaoqiao's brilliant talent.