922: Chapter 0922: Louise’s Work 922: Chapter 0922: Louise’s Work Ye Qiu was in his room, cultivating the “Primordial Five Emperors Technique” again through the night.
He was just one step away from another breakthrough.
At a little past eight in the morning, Ye Qiu opened his eyes and got up.
He had just finished dressing and was heading to freshen up when he saw that French auntie already standing at his door.
This almost gave Ye Qiu a fright.
“What are you standing here for?”
“Young Master Ye, breakfast is ready.
Please co downstairs to eat.”
So that’s what it was.
Eight more people had been hired last night.
Now, the middle-aged couple was in the kitchen cooking specifically for Ye Qiu and his group.
As for the als for the other servants, it was handled more casually.
“Go wake up Miss Louise and the others first.”
“Yes, Young Master Ye.”
After the maid left, Ye Qiu finished washing up before heading downstairs.
As he descended, Ye Qiu noticed that the eight people hired last night had already changed into new uniforms provided by Housekeeper Eugene.
The eight workers realized upon arriving at the castle that each of them had their own room, and it didn’t seem as hard as they had imagined.
They imdiately felt relieved.
They got up early today, and after Eugene arranged their tasks, the middle-aged couple focused on making a Chinese-style breakfast for Ye Qiu, while the others cleaned the castle or carried out other duties.
Regarding their salaries, Eugene had made it clear the previous night: each person would receive two thousand five hundred euros.
Holidays would follow French standards, and if Ye Qiu permitted, they could also take ti off to visit their family back ho.
When Ye Qiu sat down in the dining room, the middle-aged couple showcased their culinary skills and had prepared a rich breakfast early in the morning.
It included fried dough sticks, stead buns, dumplings, and other dishes—far better than those French breads.
When Louise, Zhou Wenting, and Helena ca downstairs, Ye Qiu said, “Eat.”
After finishing breakfast at around nine in the morning, Ye Qiu went to take a look at the winery’s operations.
Then, as he left the winery and went for a walk near the manor, Louise, wearing her sea-blue dress, ca chasing after him.
If a local wore it, they might not have carried such an air.
But Louise was different.
Wearing that sea-blue dress, she looked exceptionally graceful.
“Qiu, wait for .”
Louise said.
Ye Qiu stopped and asked, “How did you finish eating so quickly?”
These ladies usually ate slowly, whether dostic or foreign won.
Just monts after Ye Qiu was full and had finished, the three of them were still eating.
Unexpectedly, Louise was already done.
“Qiu, I have sothing to discuss with you.”
“What is it?”
Ye Qiu led Louise beneath a tree in the manor, found a suitable spot to sit down, and asked.
“That batch of clothing which Charles had signed a cooperation contract for—with those clothing companies—they’ve all reached out to , hoping to work with to sell those clothes.”
Clearly, Charles had previously leveraged his reputation to sign contracts with those clothing companies to market the apparel.
However, now that the truth of him being a fake designer had been exposed, not only would he fail to make money, but he faced prison ti.
Under these circumstances, those profit-driven business owners didn’t want to miss out on such a lucrative opportunity.
But Louise knew the clothing design patent belonged to Ye Qiu.
There was no way she would use sothing Ye Qiu had given her to make money.
If she did, how would she be any different from Charles?
According to Ye Qiu’s original plan, even though he was exceptionally talented in clothing design, he couldn’t compete with the countless designers across the globe.
That’s why, during his ti at Xingyue Group, he had demanded that Xingyue send their designers to study firsthand.
As for himself now, he was capable of designing plenty of excellent clothing items, including lingerie, but he understood his limitations.
Furthermore, his original intention was to nurture Xingyue Group into a major global clothing brand.
But now Ye Qiu had realized how vastly different the dostic and international environnts were.
Just fashion shows alone—dostically, it might take a hundred years to catch up.
On top of that, Ye Qiu noticed that so people at ho carried a sense of blind admiration for foreign things, perhaps believing that foreign brands were superior.
Given that, Ye Qiu was now considering establishing a brand in France.
In the early stages, he could earn consurs’ recognition through his designs; later, he could attract more talented designers and ntors—this was the true path to growth.
When Louise brought up this matter, Ye Qiu’s gaze shifted to her.
As he looked at her closely, Louise seed to grow a little shy.
Louise’s eyes were deep-set, her irises a brown shade, unlike Helena’s vibrant blue ones, but still equally captivating.
Louise suddenly beca nervous.
Was Ye Qiu about to kiss her?
But she noticed Ye Qiu wasn’t slowly leaning toward her; he simply continued staring at her.
“Louise, what’s your position in your family?”
“?
I’m a direct heir, but I’m ranked eighth in line.”
Of course, in China, there’s typically heavy emphasis on males, with male inheritance rights prioritized—only as a last resort would a female inherit.
But abroad, it’s different.
Overseas, rankings are determined by blood relations and are primarily based on individual ability, which is considered most important.
This starkly contrasts with the dostic scenario.
Dostically, as long as one is male and the eldest legitimate son, even if one is dumb as a pig, they’re still the first heir.
“Eighth in line?
That’s pretty far back.”
In Louise’s case, unless the seven ahead of her ran into trouble, she had little chance of inheriting.
This included her siblings, uncles, and other relatives.
“Qiu, why are you asking this?”
Louise asked, puzzled.
“So your current job is as a doctor?”
Ye Qiu recalled her ntioning that she was currently working as a doctor at a hospital in Marseille, which was why she could spend ti accompanying him.
“I’m an internist, but right now I’m just an assistant to the attending physician.”
Louise was skilled in dical techniques, but becoming a fully-fledged attending physician would take a few more years, and she appeared to be channeling her ti and energy elsewhere.
“What do you want to do in the future?
If you never get the chance to inherit your family’s estate, what do you think you’d do?”
Ye Qiu asked.
This was a question Louise had never seriously considered.
Thanks to her family, her work and lifestyle were comfortable—at least a type of life unattainable to most ordinary people.
Her parents also didn’t set any serious expectations or demands on her.
“I don’t know… just take it day by day.
Anyway, every day is the sa.
But now, I’m really interested in your dical skills and your talent for clothing design.
I hope I can truly understand your world.
Who knows, maybe I’ll unearth a Nobel Prize-winning dical scientist and a genius fashion designer.”
Louise said while looking at Ye Qiu.
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