Chapter 18 Young Mistress’ Punishment

"Of course," she curled her red lips, "you don't have to abide by the rules I set, but there is no shortage of labor in a place like Xiangjiang. There must be many unemployed workers in the Pigeon House in Kowloon who are willing to accept it."

This is a naked threat.

Either carry it or get out.

After understanding the meaning of Jiang Yao's words, each of the maids immediately stopped staring and pouting and nodded repeatedly.

Working as a maid in a mansion is the most comfortable job they can find. If they are fired...then the good days are really over.

They are willing to copy a hundred times and memorize the words!

Sister An on the side couldn't help but snicker in her heart when she saw the frost-beating eggplants of her companions.

I admire this young lady from the mainland even more.

This method of punishment is really high. If you don't hit or scold, even if the servants spread the word, you won't get the reputation of treating your servants harshly.

Why is it wrong to require servants to learn and make progress?

She has many skills but doesn't overwhelm her body. Looking at it from another angle, the young mistress is actually thinking about the long-term development of the servants!

After sending away the group of maids, Jiang Yao put down her momentum, suddenly transformed into a delicate flower, and leaned softly on the sofa.

It's really as deep as the sea once you enter a wealthy family. Before she really got married, she had already learned the tricks of servants.

But this time she fought back with the intention of testing.

When she first arrived, if she couldn't establish herself in front of this group of servants, and if the news spread to the ears of those in the Chen family's old house, they might even try to bully her.

Secondly, it was also to test Chen Yanbei's attitude. If he comes forward to defend the servant, then the two of them can only be a plastic couple, and she will never put any sincerity into it.

Fortunately, Chen Yanbei's attitude did not disappoint her.

"Do you know English?" Jiang Yao stretched herself out comfortably, then heard Chen Yanbei ask from the side.

"I only know a little bit about it." In fact, it should be considered proficient. Because she later worked in a foreign company, English was the basic working language.

A person who can pronounce a standard American accent only knows a little bit about it? Chen Yanbei said with a hint of teasing in his tone: "You are quite humble."

"Haha, humility makes people progress." Jiang Yao laughed twice.

He explained a little more, "There used to be a few university professors who were sent to our village and had nothing to do, so I secretly learned a little from them."

She still had to find a reason for knowing English, otherwise it would be embarrassing if the Chen family asked someone to go to the mainland to investigate her.

The original owner only received a primary school diploma and dropped out of junior high school before finishing junior high school.

In the entire Jiang City, only the middle schools in the city had English teachers, so the original owner had no chance to learn English.

Regardless of whether Chen Yanbei believed it or not, it was explained anyway, and Jiang Yao couldn't care about anything else now because she was hungry!

Really hungry.

When I was smuggling, I was very nervous and had no appetite at all.

Then she went to Chen's house to see Chen Yanbei, but she didn't bother to eat something in the meantime.

She had been struggling with the maid just now, but now she couldn't hold it any longer. She was so hungry that her chest pressed against her back, and she desperately needed to eat.

Jiang Yao looked up at the clock on the wall. It happened to be dinner time.

There should be a servant ready to cook, right?

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard movement outside the bedroom door.

"Master, Master, dinner is here."

Nursing worker Zhu Bixia and Filipino maid Sister An each stood at the door holding a tray.

Before Chen Yanbei could say anything, Jiang Yao said, "Come in."

The two of them entered the bedroom with their dinner at the door.

Zhu Bixia learned her lesson this time and didn't say much. Instead, she put down the tray, pushed the table next to the bed to the middle, and put the dinner on the table.

Then he and Sister An exited the bedroom.