Dad said, "Xiao Monan's father is the newly appointed deputy mayor. Shixia, make sure you get along with Xiao Monan."
Dad said, "Su Gesheng's father is next in line to become mayor. Shixia, make sure you become good friends with Su Gesheng."
But, Dad, a good lackey has to devote herself wholeheartedly to the cause. She can't be of two minds, serving Cao Cao while her heart belongs to Han.
So Dad said again, "Silly Shixia, I've been a lackey my whole life. It's all thanks to knowing how to get along with everyone. Just listen to me and you'll be fine."
Young Shixia nodded, only half understanding.
The Gao family's time-honored rules for surviving as a lackey:
1. The boss is always right.
2. When the boss says go east, never go west. Even in death, die at the boss's hands.
3. When disaster strikes, always let the boss escape first.
Shixia frowned and drew a big X over the list.
Dad, this is wrong. A good lackey has to make the boss one of her own.
"Gesheng, do you need a girlfriend?"
"Maybe, but it definitely won't be you."
So, at fifteen, Shixia not only failed to make the boss one of her own, but turned herself into an outsider to him.
"Shixia, close your eyes."
"Xiao Monan, what are you trying to do to me this time?"
Xiao Monan glanced sideways at her and said slowly, "A good boss has to make her lackey part of the same boat, weathering every storm together."
This is the story of a scheming little white rabbit who meets a scheming old fox.
It's the story of a lackey whose family has served for eighteen generations, trying to turn the tables only to get pinned down under the Five-Finger Mountain.
