Most of the servants who were from humble origins were from humble origins. Who would be slaves if they were not humble?

In their eyes, the people in the Creation House are all noble figures.

Therefore, I was very jealous of people like Wang Meng who came from the Creation House.

This kind of jealousy turned into contempt from the heart when Wang Meng became a servant like them.

Despising Wang Meng will make them find psychological balance.

Wang Meng didn't expect that he would suffer such treatment when he first came to the city lord's mansion.

However, he was not a good person.

"If I had killed such a waste, I would have killed them long ago! You were indifferent?"

Fen Yiyi was furious in her heart. No matter how to say that, now, this kid is also her host, and she is very unhappy when she is despised.

"So what? These people are just venting their dissatisfaction.

If I had a good experience with them, wouldn’t I have demoted myself?”

Wang Meng disagreed and knew very well about these people.

Fen Yiyi was speechless when Wang Meng said, and snorted, "You still have an identity? Tell me! I'm too lazy to care about your business."

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Wang Meng.

When people around him saw this kid ridicule, the kid was smiling and didn't look angry at all. They were all puzzled. Is this kid sick or stupid?

Wang Meng ignored them, they couldn't laugh.

No matter what the scene is, there must be a come and go, and there must be no going, and it will not continue.

"Hmph! At this time, these Oz are still pretending to be noble here?"

"He thought he was in the Creation House?"

"Hey! I haven't woken up yet?"

"I guess this kid is a fool."

"Let's go. Why do you usually know what you do with a fool?"

"Go away, go."

The servants dispersed one after another.

Tell, Wang Meng thought, what happened, I knew it was this result.

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed like a manager, walked over with a big belly, looked at Wang Meng for a few times, and showed serious disdain.

The middle-aged man is arrogant and has nostrils facing the sky, and his voice is like a duck:

"You are Wang Meng?"

Wang Meng nodded.

"Do you understand the rules?" the middle-aged man stretched out his hand.

"I understand!" Wang Meng quickly shook hands!

Bang!

The manager opened Wang Meng's claws and was almost angry to death. Who would have shaken your hands? Are you a servant qualified?

"Hahaha!" Fen Yiyi almost laughed and lay down: "You idiot, idiot, are you asking you to be filial."

Only then did Wang Meng understand.

But if he has money, can he still be a slave?

"No money!" Wang Meng said angrily.

The manager's face darkened, and he thought to himself that this kid was really polite and wanted to give him a lesson, but because this was the slave sent by Mr. Li, he didn't know if the kid had a background if he didn't look at the monk's face.

It shouldn't look like it shouldn't have a background.

If you have a background, can you be a slave? Can you kick me from the Creation House?

But, if you have no background, how did this kid enter the Creation Mansion? Why did Mr. Li personally arrange to enter the City Lord’s Mansion?

The manager probably has some background, but it is definitely not very good.

However, it is not easy to offend too much before you know the truth.

A manager is also a versatile person. Otherwise, can he do business?

"Do you know the word?" the manager asked with dissatisfaction. Who dares to be unfilial to the city lord's mansion as a slave? Not much, not little yet?

This is the first time he has seen such a shit!

Recognize words?

Wang Meng was stunned for a moment.

When he came to this world, he could understand what these people said.

But he is not sure whether he can read or not.

Who knows whether the fonts of this world are the same as the original world?

He knew that the plaque outside the door was fooled, but how many of them were?

Seeing this, the manager thought Wang Meng could not read, and he looked even more despised.

"I don't even recognize the words? I don't know how you got into the Creation House.

Okay, go to the utility room to get some things first. Someone will take you to your place to live in the future. Get out of here!"

The manager finished speaking with an impatient look, turned around and left.

The confused Wang Meng was left behind.

What's the meaning?

Let me go to the storage room by myself?

Where is it?

I don't know the way.

"Hehe, who pretended to be so indifferent just now? Are you stupid now?"

Fen Yiyi was so happy that she laughed at her.

Wang Meng was speechless. This woman was really sick. She didn't laugh at him, and she seemed to feel uncomfortable.

Wang Meng was too lazy to pay attention to this crazy woman.

Fen Yiyi was so angry that she was itchy. When did she ever receive such treatment?

I thought to myself that when I recovered some strength, I would definitely take the kid's soul and tear him to pieces.

Before he came in, Wang Meng felt that the city lord's mansion was very big.

After coming in, Wang Meng felt even more that the city lord's mansion was vast.

The small bridge and flowing water, the winding paths are so secluded, it is really luxurious.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Wang Meng sighed as he walked.

It is indeed worthy of being the city lord's mansion, it is unique!

In fact, he just came and never saw anyone, but it was obvious that this place was big enough, grand enough, and luxurious enough.

After walking for a long time, there were a row of houses in front of me.

Not to mention, Wang Meng saw a room with the words "Sutra Room" at a glance.

Wang Meng's eyes lit up immediately, and he really found the right one.

Wang Meng was happy, not only because he found the utility room, but because he cashed in and recognized the words on the plaque.

He knew him at the door and here. It seems that the word "大大" is no different from the original world.

Wang Meng was basically relieved, and he didn't have to become illiterate now.

Wang Meng hurried over.

Inside the house, there was a long table, behind the table, a grand master chair, and an old man sat there, closing his eyes to rest.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes.

"Hello, old man!" Wang Meng quickly handed over the waist card.

The old man didn't take the low-key card and looked cold: "Do you know the rules?"

Forehead!

Wang Meng was speechless, of course he knew what the old man meant.

But, here are they all breaking the rules.
To be continued...