Chapter 219

Of course, calling it a market, actually looking up, it is a plaza building, the building in front is the so-called Servant Market.

Inside there are specialized shops, and in each shop, there will be one or more servants.

Chen Ang stepped into the mall and asked Shyvana, "In this kind of place, the higher the floor, the better the quality of the servants, right?"

"Yes, Your Highness, of course, the price is also more expensive." Shyvana nodded.

He didn't care about the price.

The speed at which talent-holders make money is still very fast.

Therefore, after smiling, he took Shyvana and sat on the elevator, arriving at the top floor.

The elevator door opened, and what came into view were shops one after another.

And each shop was empty, with only one figure standing there.

Those were the servants available for recruitment.

The shops were also rented by them, just to meet talent-holders here and recommend themselves.

Looking around, it could be said that every figure in the shops was very young, handsome, and beautiful.

Chen Ang's arrival attracted the gaze of pairs of eyes.

Because on the entire top floor, there was only Chen Ang.

"Your Highness, which one should we go to first?" Shyvana asked.

"Let's just take a look around first."

Chen Ang spoke casually and walked toward a shop.

Looking around, Chen Ang basically skipped those males.

No way.

He was a grown man recruiting servants; although he wasn't looking for that kind of woman to serve him closely, he should at least find someone good-looking and pleasing to the eye, right?

And compared to males, in terms of housework, girls are clearly more careful and clean better.

Chen Ang didn't have any special hobbies, so naturally, he wouldn't recruit males.

That is to say, the number of elves in his small world was too small, and he didn't want to waste them in this kind of place, otherwise, Chen Ang wouldn't have come here at all, and would have just brought out two elves from his small world, how beautiful that would be.

It's a pity.

Stepping into a shop.

"Welcome."

A pleasant voice rang out.

Facing him was a tall woman wearing an OL uniform, with a melon-seed face, very beautiful, but her temperament was ordinary, slightly inferior to female talent-holders.

"What are you good at, and what's the price, tell me."

Chen Ang couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense and asked directly.

Hearing this, the woman nodded immediately, without any dissatisfaction, and even took a deep breath very seriously, suppressing the nervousness in her heart, before speaking in a gentle tone to introduce herself to Chen Ang:

"This lord, hello, my name is..."

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"My name is Rong Yue, you can call me Yue'er..."

Her voice was gentle, and her pronunciation was clear, stating all her strengths and weaknesses completely, without any concealment.

After finishing, Rong Yue looked at Chen Ang nervously and continued softly, "I, I don't need a salary, I just hope that if it's possible in the future, you can give me a chance."

Seemingly looking at Chen Ang's handsome face, she felt these words weren't enough.

After hesitating for a while through gritted teeth, Rong Yue added, "If you are willing, I, I can also warm the bed for you."

What chance?

Needless to say, Chen Ang also understood.

Undoubtedly, it was a chance to get stronger.

Of course, these people's improvement was limited, and they could only rely on external objects to improve.

Whether they could find them depended entirely on luck.

And the improvement wasn't big, the upper limit was fixed.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have agreed immediately.

After all, Rong Yue, if nothing else, although her temperament was inferior to the women among talent-holders.

But in terms of this appearance and figure, she definitely counted as a beauty.

And she was a beauty without any male friends.

As for how Chen Ang knew this?

Heh.

Very simple.

Just kidding, after all, they are here to serve talent-holders; if there wasn't a standard requirement for that aspect, it would be impossible to enter this industry at all.

But Chen Ang didn't agree immediately; instead, after thinking for a while while rubbing his chin, his gaze flickered, and he beckoned to the people in other shops, saying, "Females, all come out, introduce yourselves."

Those people's gazes were originally looking this way, and now hearing Chen Ang's words, they ran over with faces full of joy one by one.

Some were wearing JK uniforms.

Some were wearing all kinds of uniforms.

Some even ran too fast, and some girls wearing high heels twisted their feet, revealing looks of pain, but still gritted their teeth and endured it to come before Chen Ang.

And those males all revealed looks of disappointment one by one.

"Starting from you, introduce yourself, what you are good at, and your salary requirements; by the way, you only have three minutes."

Chen Ang ordered, pointing to another beautiful woman.

And Rong Yue stood there obediently, without any disappointment, just waiting quietly.

As Chen Ang's voice fell.

The woman immediately began to introduce herself.

Chen Ang listened quietly.

On this floor, there was only the sound of the girls introducing themselves.

And Chen Ang, like a king, was surrounded in the very center by the girls, as if holding the power of life and death over them.

Time passed.

One minute.

Five minutes.

Ten minutes.

Thirty minutes.

After about an hour passed.

Everyone's self-introduction ended.

"Your Highness, haven't you chosen yet?"

Shyvana asked somewhat boredly.

Just having this title made the girls' eyes light up, and their gazes toward Chen Ang became even more scorching.

They all wanted to become servants for talent-holders.

Therefore, they naturally had some understanding of the situation of talent-holders.

Shyvana herself was a Dragon-Man, belonging to a different race.

But she called Chen Ang "Your Highness"; they knew this kind of title, only followers could call it.

And the Dragon-Man race was very powerful, being able to let a Dragon-Man become a follower.

Doesn't that mean the strength of the talent-holder lord before them is very strong, and his potential is very strong? In the future, he might even become a Realm Lord?

If one could follow such a talent-holder lord, it would be unknown how much envy, jealousy, and hatred it would cause in others.

The girls were all even more nervous, praying that Chen Ang could choose them.

"Don't worry, anyway, there's nothing to do next, let's choose slowly."

"Not to mention, these are servants who will live in the villa in the future, of course, I have to choose someone who is pleasing to the eye."

"And..."

Saying this, Chen Ang raised his eyes, his gaze pointing to a shop in the distance, and asked, "That girl, why didn't she come over?"

That was a girl dressed plainly.