Chapter 4216

Name:Nine Dragons Supreme Author:pan gu
Taking office in the palace is not an ordinary job. If an official wants to quit, he must get the consent of his superior.

Chen Jiu, in any case, is also the "manager" appointed by the female emperor Bingyun himself. If he is so picky, isn't it telling people the truth?

Therefore, at the strong request of Bing Chunhan, Chen Jiu only reluctantly agreed!

"What's the matter with sweeping the floor? 360 rows make a champion. Even if he sweeps the floor, he can stand out!" Chen Jiu was never willing to admit defeat. He soon ignited his fighting spirit again after being depressed for a while.

After seeing off Bing Chunhan and them, Chen Jiu took the manager's order and came to the remote cleaning house, where hundreds of cleaning staff were already waiting to "meet manager Chen!"

"Do you know me?" Chen Jiu also looked at it curiously. These cleaners, half male and half female, were wearing light colored clothes of special treatment, giving people the feeling of inconspicuous.

"Manager Chen's achievements make us look forward to. I really didn't expect you to take over as the new manager. It's really an honor for our cleaning service hall!" 100 cleaning staff were full of worship.

"Since it's such an honor, just tell me something about the responsibility of the cleaning hall!" Chen Jiu must understand clearly if he wants to do a good job of the cleaning staff.

Jieshi hall is mainly responsible for the cleaning and hygiene in the imperial palace. It is not easy at ordinary times, but once there is a banquet or when the weather is bad, it will be completely busy!

After all, there are only a few hundred people. It is simply unrealistic to keep the 1800 halls in the palace spotless.

"1800 halls? You can't live all the time. Is it necessary to clean them?" Chen Jiuzhi felt that his head was big.

"It must be clean, manager, you don't know. The empress loves to be clean and can't see any dirt. The superior manager is opportunistic. He didn't lead us to clean up those idle halls, which angered the empress. Then he was relieved of his duty and is still escorted in the prison!" hundreds of cleaners looked terrified.

"Shit, it's such a big risk to sweep the floor. Who dares to do it?" Chen Jiuyi heard it again and again and muttered "the female emperor won't have a mania for cleanliness?"

"Although there are some risks, it's not easy to work in the palace. As long as you work hard, the salary is much better than that outside!" most of the cleaners are from bad backgrounds. At this time, although they complain, they are generally very satisfied.

"Well, I'll talk to the female emperor when I have time. How can I increase some manpower!" Chen Jiu understood the people's sadness.

"Thank you for your understanding. Do you know if our work schedule needs to be changed?" a hundred cleaners asked again.

"Come on, you tell me how it was scheduled before!" Chen jiulai went to a map in the center, which marked the location of the palaces and recorded some major events in a period of time.

Before and after these important events, the cleaning work often needs to be carried out in advance, and then finish. The cleaners are tired and no one loves them!

Five to nine in the morning, he gets up earlier than a chicken and sleeps later than a dog. The palace position envied by others is far from as bright as it looks.

"Clean thing, the National Teacher hall has just worshipped the ancestors. Now the hall is full of fire and ashes. Send someone to clean it up quickly!" Chen Jiu was listening, and a woman outside shouted.

"Oh, I see!" Chen Jiu was unhappy with the other party's attitude, but he still answered.

"Manager, it's hard to sweep the ashes, and the National Teacher's hall is too big. You must wipe it with a wet cloth. You need to send at least 50 people over!" the cleaner below looked very ugly.

"Half of you go over? Well, you fifty go with me. I want to see how dirty the national division hall is!" Chen Jiu took his head and brought 50 people to the national division hall.

Tall and open, the National Teacher hall is dedicated to a God. It's blue with a long shirt, soft and hard, giving people a feeling of being neither male nor female, and this is Bingyun Xianzu!

"Poop poop..." walking on the surface of the national division hall, the layer of fire dust became dirty.

"Grass, when the fuck is it going to be cleaned up!" Chen Jiu couldn't help scolding and used some magic means to form a tornado to clean up.

"Manager, never!" but at this time, the cleaners quickly stopped Chen Jiu.

"Why not?" Chen Jiu didn't understand.

"No magic can be used in front of our ancestors. This is the rule set by the great emperor. You can't break it!" the cleaners said in panic.

"Magic can't be enough?" Chen Jiu was discontented. The cleaners had wet the rag with water and began to kneel on the ground and wipe ashes.

This wipe, when the ground can be seen again, it is already dead of night!

Back to the clean house, he just took a nap. At the urging of the clean staff, Chen Jiu came to clean the road in front of the hall.

After cleaning the road, Chen Jiu immediately had to send many cleaners to clean the halls. I don't say it once a day, but I can't stay away from cleaning for too long!

Life is not heavy, but he can hardly stop. Chen Jiuxin is very tired after such a day, because the palace is either dirty or dirty. However, as the manager, he can't ignore it. It's really annoying.

Finally, in an open-air worship activity in the National Teachers' hall, Chen Jiu couldn't bear it completely, because this time, paper money alone burned an entire million kilograms.

Good guy, the fire ash filled most of the imperial palace. It's hard to clean.

Yu Xin couldn't bear it. Chen Jiu was also releasing spells to help the cleaner, but after all, in the palace, he couldn't release a large area, and he could only clean it up one by one.

"Chen Jiu, you're good at sweeping the floor!" Bingli finally showed up again. She looked at Chen Jiu arrogantly and happily and made it clear to see his jokes.

"Bingli, your national teacher hall has worshipped three times in seven days, and you still have to finish!" Chen Jiuzhi felt that things were not so simple and deliberately targeted.

"Chen Jiu, is it wrong for us to worship heaven and ancestors?" Bingli's reason is very sufficient.

"Bingli, what do you want?" Chen Jiu asked.

"Chen Jiu, are you begging me?" Bing Li was very proud. "If you ask me, I may consider helping you talk about love!"

"Bah, it's just wishful thinking to expect me to beg you!" Chen Jiu didn't want to bow his head at all.

"Chen Jiu, I really don't understand. What's good about Bing Ying? As long as you cooperate with me, I promise you are better than her. Why are you so stubborn?" Bing Li can't swallow this tone.

"Is it still possible to cooperate? Bingli, Bingying is now a closed disciple, so you can recognize the reality!" Chen Jiu kindly advised, but it can't resolve Bingli's jealousy and hatred at all.

Hey, it seems that it's better to find a way to do it once and for all. Chen Jiu finally sighed and looked at the scene of the tornado vacuuming soil. The light suddenly flashed out and was greatly surprised!