Jin Hua could never think of a reason. She assumed that the interviewer must be out of her mind.
Getting back home, Jin Hua went back to her room annoyed. Jing Xi told the Jin couple about her being enrolled in the second round. Ge Juhua found it unbelievable that Jin Xiaoxi was enrolled rather than Jin Hua.
But it was, after all, good news for the family. At least one of them might get the job.
From that day onward, Jin Hu had found a new goal: to get some plastic surgery.
She searched for the profile of the king’s previous wife. She was a movie star named Jing Xi, a very charming woman.
If she could get the surgery to look identical with Jing Xi, she would definitely catch the king’s attention when she visited the royal palace next time.
By then she would be able to replace Jing Xi and marry the king.
Having made up her mind, Jin Hua tried her best to convince her mother to sponsor her plastic surgery.
At the beginning, Ge Juhua was unwilling to pay. But when Jin Hua listed out a hundred favorable reasons for her to become the queen, including that Ge Juhua would be the king’s mother-in-law and live an extravagant life forever, she could no longer resist it.
Therefore she agreed to sponsor her surgery.
Jin Hua took the money and flew to another country with Jing Xi’s picture. She asked the doctors to make her look identical to Jing Xi.
How could she fail again in that case?
…
Three days later, Jing Xi arrived at the Triumph Palace on time.
Jing Xi heard that there were all together 20 people enrolled in the second round.
It was not a hard one. The only criterion was that the little prince would have to accept this person as his nanny.
They were led into the palace and asked to wait in line in a huge room.
In about half an hour, the huge engraved gates were open and a line of servants walked inside.
The old female interviewer brought a little boy in. He was around three years old.
The little boy was dressed up in a delicate suit. He was very good looking but seemed to be cold and unruly. This was definitely not an easy boss.
But he must be the little prince himself.
The old lady brought Little Grape in. But he was very reluctant. “Grandma Lan, I’ve told you a thousand times! I don’t need a nanny!”
The old lady, who he called Grandma Lan, was the person in charge of the royal palace’s domestic affairs. She worked as the chief butler and was addressed as Auntie Lan.
Auntie Lan squatted in front of him and said, “Your Highness, it is your father’s order. You just need to pick one of them.”
Little Grape was annoyed. “Can’t Grandma Lan take care of me?”
Auntie Lan smiled. “Grandma Lan has too many things to take care of. I’m an old woman now and I do need an assistant. So shall Your Highness pick one for me?”
Hearing her saying so, Little Grape had to agree. “Fine.”
With his consent, Auntie Lan asked them to get ready.
The twenty people all put on masks and greeted the little prince in turn.
The little prince had to identify the voices he liked first.
After that, only seven or eight people stayed. The rest were dismissed.
Then Auntie Lan asked them to take off the masks and asked Little Grape to pick again.
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