Li Xin, the housekeeper of Yuntu Villa, wore a uniform, a one-step skirt, and high heels to send Xu Feng, Tang Jiacheng, and Yi Hongyun out of the villa. Before leaving, he crossed his hands on his lower abdomen and said with a decent smile: "Ms. Xu, Mr. Jing asked me to give you a gift in return. I still need to choose a suitable gift. Who do you think it is more appropriate for me to contact you?"
Xu Feng was a female star back then, but now she is sixty-nine years old and her appearance is gone. He smiled and said: "Steward Li, please contact Hongyun."
Li Xin exchanged contact information with Yi Hongyun.
Yi Hongyun is only eighteen years old this year. She is tall and beautiful, as delicate and fair as a hibiscus. After exchanging mobile phone numbers with Li Xin, she said lively: "Sister Xin, please give me your advice in the future." Her accent was a little like Baodao. Soft sound on the edge.
Li Xin had dignified and delicate facial features, elegant manners, and very good temperament. She smiled and said: "Miss Yi, you are too polite." She could somewhat tell that this Mr. Xu's goddaughter might be used to make peace with the well. Always dealing with people.
After watching Xu Feng and others leave, Li Xin couldn't help but sigh when she looked at Miss Yi Hongyun, who was 1.72 meters tall and wearing 5cm high heels. With the charming temperament of my boss, this beautiful and delicate girl will probably become her sister.
Hey, what the hell am I thinking? Nothing happened between Mr. Jing and me.
Li Xin's pretty face was slightly warm. In fact, she worked as a housekeeper in Yuntu Villa and witnessed with her own eyes the powerful figures in the business world, each with dazzling titles, paying homage to Mr. Jing like ministers paying homage to kings. She felt anxious in her heart. How could it not be touched?
Mr. Jing is really a very good and powerful man!
She also saw Mr. Jing having fun on the second floor, and he laughed at her and gave her the idiom "illiterate." She even nodded shyly in front of him and admitted. She has been beautiful since childhood: oval face, big eyes and double eyelids, high nose bridge, cherry red lips. When she reached middle age and thirty, she experienced three men.
One was my first love in college and we broke up shortly after graduation. One is a rich second-generation man who has a low-key personality and a good personality that he met at work. But he was asked by his family to return to third- and fourth-tier cities to inherit the family property. And my current husband, a financial elite working in Shenzhen City, is thirty-five years old and has a high income. When she was pregnant with her daughter four years ago, she was playing outside and raising a mistress.
The men she had experienced were indeed not as good as Mr. Jing...
Li Xin secretly spat at herself. She hadn't done that for a long time. She missed a man. Although her husband felt sorry for her, she did not want to cross the moral boundaries. Mr. Jing did not "bully" her even after her clear rejection and treated her very well. In fact, if Mr. Jing forced her to come, she would probably find it hard to refuse and would obediently give him water.
Li Xin gathered her thoughts and walked to the gift room to check out the antiques. As the housekeeper of the villa, she has the responsibility to value Ms. Xu Feng's gifts and give gifts in return according to the price. Of course she doesn't have the skills to appraise antiques, so she needs to contact the experts at Hanhai Auction House.
As soon as she arrived in the gift room, the electronic device Li Xin was carrying vibrated several times. This was Mr. Jing calling her to come and serve. Don't know what it is. Li Xin opened her legs and headed to the second floor elegantly.
In fact, she knew the time limit of her housekeeper job. Her best approach is to keep rejecting Mr. Jing. Men, what you can’t get is the best. But considering Mr. Jing's reputation, even though she signed a complete confidentiality agreement, her husband would definitely not allow her to continue doing it after he found out. Even if she doesn't resign, Mr. Jing will fire her.
And if she can't bear the loneliness, she will have a relationship with Mr. Jing. After that time passed, Mr. Jing would definitely let her go if he got tired of playing with her. How could a little housekeeper like her dare to guess the thoughts of such a top rich man? Where can I dare to gamble?
Therefore, she should just be her housekeeper. I really admire him and just think about it when I'm sorting things out in private. In real life, she still has to keep her morals and respect herself.
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Jing Gao took the initiative to ask Li Xin to come up. Naturally, it would not be the last time she forced herself in because she arrived in comfort.
Jing Gao was wearing a light gray nightgown and was sitting on the sofa listening to music. Zheng Xiaobing was resting under a thin quilt, and Feng Wan was rinsing her mouth in the bathroom. Jing Gao handed his two mobile phones to Li Xin and ordered: "Li Xin, I have something to do tonight. Help me answer the phone call from work. If there are important things, record them first. Arrange for someone to be on duty for you while you sleep. Take it, don't stay up all night."
"Okay, Mr. Jing." Li Xin lowered her head and agreed softly. He took Jing Gao's two work phones and left the bedroom.
These two mobile phones were originally controlled by Zheng Xiaobing and Feng Wan. However, Jing Gao had a premonition that a lot of things would happen tonight, so he gave it to Li Xin first to avoid being bombarded with phone calls at night.
Jing Gao's statement was undoubtedly very accurate. News of Zhang Jiazhen's death quickly spread to the Li family. As soon as Li Xin left, the personal mobile phone he left in his hand received a call from Guo Siyue, "Xiao Jing, Zhang Jiazhen committed suicide on Hong Kong Island, did you know? "
"Um."
Guo Siyue's tone was a little nervous, "Xiaojing, it seems that you have succeeded. But Zhang Jiazhen is just a little shrimp to you. What's the point of beating him? This matter is actually not a good thing for you."
"Siyue, I know!" Jing Gao reassured, "It's okay. There are some things that are not convenient to talk about on the phone."
Guo Siyue breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay. You can control it yourself."
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Zhang Jiazhen committed suicide around 11:30 p.m. After several hours of fermentation, some relevant people have received the news. It is not related to interests, and ordinary people only get news from newspapers and the Internet at dawn.
The newspaper on Hong Kong Island had a horrifying headline, "Bad news, veteran film producer is forced to die!"
"When we are shocked to hear that our old friend committed suicide and are deeply saddened, we can't help but ask: Can the problem be solved by the law? The rule of law cannot be just an empty talk."
"The man behind Zhang Sheng's death is revealed."
All kinds of reports here are indispensable for the Li family's funds to fuel the fire. The media on Jinggao's side also spoke out, and the two sides were engaged in a heated verbal war in the media. The greater impact is actually on the entertainment industry.
At around seven o'clock in the morning, Tang Xuan, who was used to getting up early, had breakfast in her villa: milk and buckwheat bread. By the way, I took my phone and checked the messages. As soon as she saw the news on the news, she immediately realized that the controversy over the photo of Jing Gao and Mr. An (An Xiaoqian) was over.
She thought for a while and did not call Jing Gao. Instead, she called An Xiaoqian who was far away in Shencheng. "Mr. An, have you seen the latest news? Zhang Jiazhen is dead. Mr. Jing was so angry that he was a beauty." , gurgling!”
An Xiaoqian was still resting at seven o'clock in the morning. She answered Tang Xuan's call in a daze. She was a little shy. Even though she was a mature and beautiful woman, she couldn't stand teasing her girlfriends and friends like this. She said: "Xiao Xuan, why don’t you just call me and tell me about this?”
"Isn't that right? This matter will definitely not be good for Mr. Jing in the future, but Mr. An, as far as you are concerned, the incident of that photo shoot in Beijing is over. Oh, it's been almost a week since Xiaoyi went to Hong Kong Island. See you. He didn’t?”
An Xiaoqian did not hide her thoughts in front of Tang Xuan, sighing: "How can I have the face to see him? I'm just afraid that he will be resentful towards me."
Tang Xuan drank the milk and burped: "Mr. Jing didn't talk to you about how he persuaded Xiaoyi to quit? Shall I call Xiaoyi? Let's see if he is willing to go back to Xiangcheng takeout now. Humph, Shen Jinyuan of Xia Shang Culture and Tourism also wants to expand the international market..."
When it came to business matters, An Xiaoqian became serious. She turned over and sat up. Her graceful figure was clearly visible under her nightgown. She said, "Xiaoxuan, Xia Shang Cultural Tourism wants to do online business. How about this?" Don’t be resistant! No matter how much Xiaojing favors you, he probably won’t listen to you when it comes to business layout.”
"I know. Mr. An, so let me complain in front of you." Tang Xuan chuckled and rolled her eyes, "Besides, Mr. Jing loves you the most, okay? When we were together, did he want you? More times than mine?"
An Xiaoqian said angrily: "Go, Xiaoxuan, let's talk about this so early in the morning. When you get angry, go to him to help you calm down. Didn't he just return to Haizhou on the eleventh day? I'm already in Shencheng."
"Forget it, I have a lot of things to do." Tang Xuan smiled and said, "Mr. An, I'm hanging up. I'll call Xiaoyi and ask him what he thinks."
"OK."
