I work as a housekeeper in Guilou

Chapter 267 Killing a Certain Bone Immortal (Twenty)
If Xia Qimiao had not gotten information from the tattooed man, he would have thought that there was only one woman in the conference room, the one with the long ponytail whom he first saw at the door.

She couldn't help but rub her temples now, because no matter how she looked, she couldn't tell that "she" was a man.

The tattooed man spoke categorically. He said that with the long ponytail, he thought he was a man, and people around him also regarded "her" as a man.

Although Xia Qimiao thought it was a bit ridiculous, she thought about it first and thought of it as "her".

At this rate, there would be no women in the conference room. Thinking about it, it means that a certain Jiexian cannot have women in high-level positions, and her status is relatively low.

No wonder Shen Baixian asked her to penetrate a man's body, Xia Qimiao thought, it knew the ways of a certain Jiexian very well, and it was estimated that it knew it better than she thought.

Apart from her, there were six people in the conference room - the number "six" again.

She summarized the tattooed man's intelligence. The nursing home has a linear organizational structure and implements vertical leadership.

Standing at the top is the Wanjian Wuliang Venerable, also known as a certain frame immortal, and the next level up are the Butcher and Dean Zhou.

The butcher also serves as the team leader, and he is responsible for the guarding and punishment of the sanatorium; Dean Zhou leads five teams and is responsible for the daily operations.

Xia Qimiao saw the intact butcher here. He looked like a normal person, his umbrella was fine, and there was no sign of being burned at all.

"You're still alive." The butcher entered the room, holding the umbrella in his hand. He put the umbrella against the blind man's shoulder and looked at him from top to bottom.

"Ah, Butcher, you are indeed fine," Xia Qimiao smiled happily, "Dean Zhou is right."

He was originally thinking about how this kid could escape unscathed, but when he heard this, he immediately followed the words and asked: "What did he say?"

"He said everything I encountered was a test from you. He said he didn't need to save you, which was all a lie."

"He said he didn't need to save me?"

Xia Qimiao pretended not to hear his displeasure and continued: "Yes, I was frightened at the time and wanted to find someone for help."

"Because I had only been to the dean's office and only knew the direction and steps to get there, I immediately went to the dean for help."

"He told me not to worry about you, but it was all lies. I thought it was so true at first, how could it be false? Now that I hear you are safe, I feel relieved."

The butcher's brows frowned more and more. He looked at the blind man and thought about the credibility of these words. He felt that there was no need for a blind man to tell such lies that would be revealed immediately. If it was true or false, it would be clear to him if he could find someone to correct him.

He looked around: "Where's Dean Zhou, why aren't you here yet?"

"Butcher, don't be so impatient," Long Ponytail smiled, and the others also looked calm, "The dean will come when it's time to come."

He couldn't come, so Xia Qimiao smiled in the same arc as theirs, but her face felt a little stiff.

She looked at the long ponytail carefully this time. Whether it was the appearance she saw or the sound she heard, she felt that "she" was a woman.

"Poor child, you must have suffered a lot, right?" A man with small eyes sat next to Xia Qimiao. She thought his eyes were closed when she first saw him, but in fact they were open.

She turned her head following the sound, but the angle was a little off, but this was the effect she wanted.

"These are all tests given to me by the Venerable Wanjian Boundless. How can I call them hardships?" Xia Qimiao said the words that made her skin crawl without changing her expression, pretending to be pious.

Not only was the small-eyed man not offended by her words, but he also praised her greatly: "There are not many children with your level of enlightenment now. No wonder His Holiness would speak so highly of you." Xia Qimiao came in. She just put the wooden sign on the table. No one objected to her sitting here, everyone was very welcome.

The atmosphere around these five people is slightly different from that of the Butcher. They are in a league of their own.

Their appearances were very different, but the feelings they gave her were surprisingly similar—smooth, gentle, and like a spring breeze.

It's just that the wind seems to be hiding a needle, pricking her hair.

"Let's start first." The long ponytail saw that the time had come and took over the role of host.

Theoretically, Butcher and Dean Zhou are on the same level. If the latter was absent, he should be the one to lead the overall situation, but at this moment he had already sat down, holding an umbrella and saying nothing.

It was the same just now. As soon as Long Ponytail opened his mouth, the butcher stopped asking about Dean Zhou.

"Let us first welcome a new member to our family."

The thunderous applause startled Xia Qimiao, but she quickly adjusted her expression, stood up and nodded to everyone.

She sat at the end of the long table and had a panoramic view of everyone's situation. Everyone turned to look at her, with similar smiles on their faces.

Afterwards, the long ponytail began to report. Tomorrow is the public day, and "she" was giving the final explanation.

On public days, the sanatorium is open to the public for one day.

At six o'clock in the morning, the second group is responsible for guiding visitors to enter and tour.

Xia Qimiao was attracted by this time point, because the location of the sanatorium was very remote. If someone wants to arrive here at six o'clock, then he has to get up earlier to clean up. Will anyone really arrive at this time?
At 12 o'clock at noon, the second and third groups were in charge of the canteen and distributed lunch to the visitors.

Hearing this, she unconsciously turned her attention to the side. Could the meat eaten by the Devouring Rose be the ingredients for tomorrow's lunch?
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Groups 5 and 6 were responsible for holding heart-to-heart meetings and lectures to guide interested people to pay homage to the Infinite Venerable.

At six o'clock in the evening the sanatorium closes and during this period security and patrols are handled by a group.

"Do you have any objections?" Chang Ponytail asked after sorting out the report.

"I have," the leader of the fourth group stood up, "the ingredients have disappeared."

A normal person would be anxious and furious if all the materials were lost the day before the project was due. However, he still acted very calmly, as if this was not a big deal.

The long ponytail was also calm. "She" glanced at the butcher on the left and said, "A team will be responsible for this. You call Butcher."

The four group leaders sat down again.

"Where are the others? Do you have any problems that need to be solved?"

Several others also said some innocuous little things, which were more to liven up the atmosphere than they really had problems to solve.

When the conference room became quiet, Xia Qimiao raised his hand: "Yes, I do. Although I am new here, I also want to contribute to His Holiness."

"This..." The long ponytail looked hesitant, as if he didn't know what to do with the blind man.

"I heard that I can't do the work in the other groups. I can only try to participate in the afternoon lecture. I wonder if I can have a chance?"