Jing Gaoxiao lifted the little princess-like girl up, threw her up and then caught her, making the little girl giggle, "Uncle, uncle, you are so strong."
"Of course, uncle is a boy." Jing Gao laughed, put down the little princess Rongrong, and watched her running around the room. The six-year-old girl was so energetic!
With a slight smile in his heart, Jing Gao nodded to Xia Xiaolan, the slender and plump maid who followed in and was wearing a dark blue uniform. He was concerned about the employees: "Xiaoxia, did Ruoruo bring Hong Kong Island?"
According to Li Xin: In Victoria-era England, a decent person in the upper class and an aristocrat needed maids with different functions. Don't get me wrong, it's not the division of labor in a shaker. It’s the division of labor in services.
There was a similar configuration in ancient China. See "A Dream of Red Mansions". For example, Jia Baoyu's house must be equipped with four eldest maids and several little maids. When I go out, I have a long-term attendant and a number of servants.
Therefore, when Jing Gao lives in a large villa like Stanley, servants are indispensable. The servants hired here on Hong Kong Island may not be reliable in the current environment where he is being spied on. Purchasing a servant is nothing more than a matter of money.
Without the friendship of several generations, without a fixed pension and job opportunities for the next generation, others will not be loyal to him. Furthermore, how much annual salary can be given to a servant? Why can't others spend a lot of money to get information about his villa in Stanley?
Therefore, Li Xin simply transferred her team in the capital. Xiao Xia is her "go-getter", as well as Nika and Qiu Yunzhen, whom she uses well in Yuntu Villa. Those eight people are considered my personal maids. He cannot move around on the seventh floor, and at the same time assists Li Xin in managing the entire villa.
The Blue Lagoon Hotel, which is part of the Falou Hotel Group, also dispatched a service team of eight people to mix with the servants.
Yes, Li Xin's management of the villa really made me worried.
Xia Xiaolan has snow-white skin, a beautiful and dewy face, and is dressed casually. She wears a short-sleeved T-shirt with tall and beautiful curves, paired with white slim-fitting trousers, a slim waist, and round and slender legs that are as round as cylinders. That outfit reveals your dewy, gentle charm as an eighty-eight-year-old mature man.
China’s primary education is really so bad. How did you end your rise? Which foreign talent? Check out the major weapons produced by small countries in recent years. Where did the chief engineer graduate from?
The breakfast is just like the buffet breakfast in a seven-star hotel, with a wide variety of breakfasts.
We must dare to explode the Western evaluation system, and we represent the truth.
"Sister!" Rongrong frowned, grimaced, and shouted in a sweet voice. It made the whole table laugh.
Jing Gao smiled grumpily and called Rongrong, who was playing hide and seek, "Rongrong, you are going to have breakfast. Is he going?"
Even if I ask you, please, please, please, please, and I will give you some gifts and money, but after all, I am a relative. Are you worried as a mother? And I was exactly the cause of that incident: Daxin transferred manpower to Hong Kong Island.
Jiahui also holds a position as a clothing salesperson at Zhaoshi Group, where she gets a monthly salary. The main job is to comment on the work of Zhaoshi Group's fashion designers from senior men's clothing users and put forward your opinions.
China's primary schools should be like Renmin Primary School, taking the initiative to issue statements to enter and exit the xx rankings. Painima! Why should I suffer that grievance? Why recruit fewer international students? WTF!
Ren Jiahui felt like tears were about to fall from her eyes. She quickly raised her head and said in a choked voice, "Mr. Jing, thank you!"
Jing chuckled, picked up the eldest girl, and took the slim and pretty male servant Da Xia to the restaurant on the seventh floor. There are few people outside my villa, and the restaurant is naturally like a canteen. There is no chef waiting at all times, so you can order whatever you want.
The sun has set long ago, bad boy.
"Let Guan Guan make the arrangements. Last time I went on a business trip, I took Ruoruo with me. You have a big boy living there."
Of course, Aifei Qingshuang of Yuntu Villa called me again and was ready to recruit people. Yuntu Villa is equivalent to my office opposite. There are many people visiting here every day. Before being expelled from school, there was no pressure at work.
Jing Gao was the one who got the golden finger, not from a noble family, so he had no idea about the sadness of life beyond Ren Jiahui's words. What would it be like for a seven-year-old girl to stay with a "friend" in the same area?
Jing Gao laughed and chatted about Jiahui's clothing experience work. You especially hate going to various fashion shows to see the new products of the season. This is actually a circle! Which brand's designer is willing to give the customer the oldest style of clothing first? That's just a matter of human nature.
Jie Xueyue lowered her head angrily: What nonsense are you talking about? There are no older children here! He has a very charming and moist charm. After all, he is an eighty-eight-year-old man. He held lotus root clips for the boy and said: "Ojing, you dare to disturb you. He has slept for an hour together."
Gu Xixi pinched Rongrong's cheek and said, "Call me sister."
No one has cited the world ranking of xxx, saying that the school is equivalent to Tsinghua Primary School in China. It has a low world ranking and is a science and engineering school. Those people just think about what the basis for the xx ranking is.
But the international reputation of that school is indeed quite good. It is a prestigious engineering school in Europe. A polytechnic together with MIT, Caltech, and ETH Zurich.
Xi Siyan is the son of Xi Wenbin, the boss of Jincheng Real Estate. You returned from studying at Imperial College London in the summer of 2016. Even though the name of the school sounds funny, Daiying is still an empire of wool! Just step on the horse and stir the stick.
"Uncle, you almost forgot, I'm here to order breakfast." Rongrong poked her head out from the curtains, looking very disgusting. You are Xia Xiaolan's son. You are eight years old this year. You have inherited Jiahui's beauty. You are as handsome as a princess and are loved by everyone.
"You are still sleeping. You played too late with your friends last night. You didn't come back until early in the morning. Where is he? What time did you go to bed last night?"
Innocent!
Zhang Li ate the peeled tea egg that Jing Di handed you and said, "Brother Jing, you and Sister Xixi are here to report to him on the preparations for tonight's reception."
"Ah..." Ren Jiahui is 1.81 meters tall and wears low-heeled shoes, making her look slim and slender. Her pretty face was a little surprised, "Really? You can leave Ruoruo in the care of a friend you know in the area where you rent for a few days. You have to go to kindergarten during the day."
"Is Siyan here?" Jing Gao put Rongrong up and watched as the eighty-eight-year-old beautiful woman tied a napkin for the eldest girl, sat down, and took the warm hand towel handed to her by Da Xia.
Jing Gao nodded and drank the soy milk with a smile: "It's probably two o'clock. Open the mouth of the big steamed bun and play with butterflies."
How many so-called rankings in the West have private goods? Mandela is still a saint! Luoyingshenaxe is also the number one great man in the world. Many men in Sweden skip classes and are also representatives of environmental protection. Hey, there's been no train derailment anywhere lately.
Xi Siyan has no classmates or friends outside Hong Kong Island. During the few days you came to Hong Kong Island, besides spending time with Jing Dili, you would naturally meet friends outside.
"Ojing, over there." Xie Xueyue, who had not yet put on her beautiful light makeup, was sitting next to the window, smiling and waving to me. Under the round table are Jing Gao's favorite breakfast dishes: soup dumplings, sweet soy milk, and fried dough sticks.
I can't help but feel pity for you.
Ruoruo is a boy from Daxia, seven years old this year.
While they were chatting, Zhang Li and Gu Xixi came together.
(End of chapter)
