How did I become a god

Chapter 1140
Jing Gaoxiao lifted up the little princess-like girl, threw it up and continued, making the little girl giggle coquettishly, "Uncle, uncle, you are so strong."

"Of course, uncle is a boy." Jing Gao laughed, put down the little princess Rongrong, and watched her run around the room. The six-year-old girl is full of energy!
With a slight smile in his heart, Jing Gao nodded to Xia Xiaolan, a slender and plump maid who followed in in a dark blue uniform, and cared about the staff: "Xiao Xia, did Ruoruo bring you to Hong Kong Island?"

According to Li Xin: In Victorian England, a decent person and aristocrat in the upper class needed to be equipped with maids with different functions.Don't get me wrong, it's not the kind of division of labor on the shaker.Rather, it is a division of labor.

There were similar configurations in ancient China.See "A Dream of Red Mansions".For example, Jia Baoyu's house needs to be equipped with four big maids and several small maids.When going out, there is a long follower and several servants.

So when Jing Gao lives in a big 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.Buying a servant is nothing more than 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.Besides, how much is the annual salary of a servant?Could it be possible that other people can't find out the news about him in Stanley Villa after spending a lot of money?

Therefore, Li Xin simply transferred her team from the capital.Xiaoxia is her "go-getter", as well as Nikale and Qiu Yunzhen who are handy for her in Yuntu Villa.Those eight people are my personal maids.Can't walk around on the seventh floor, and at the same time assist Li Xin in managing the entire villa.

An eight-member service team was also dispatched from the Blue Lagoon Hotel, which belongs to the Falou Hotel Group, to mix with the servants.

It is true that Li Xin's management of the villa really makes me very worried.

Xia Xiaolan's skin is white, her face is beautiful and watery, her attire is very casual, a short-sleeved T-shirt with a tall and beautiful curve, paired with white slim-fit pants, her waist is plump and slender, her round and slender legs are particularly round like columns.That attire reveals the moist, soft charm of your 88-year-old mature man.

Primary education in China is so poor, how did you end your rise?Which foreign talent?Look up the small national heavy equipment that came out in recent years, where the chief engineer outside graduated from!

The breakfast is like the buffet breakfast in a seven-star hotel, with a wide variety of breakfasts.

To dare to blast the Western evaluation system, we represent the truth.

"Sister!" Rong Rong frowned, with a bitter face, and shouted in a childish voice.It made the whole table laugh.

Jing Low smiled irascibly, and called out to Rong Rong who was playing hide and seek, "Rong Rong, you are going to have breakfast. Is he going?"

Even if you will please, please, please, please, and will give some gifts and money, but in the end they are relatives.Are you worried as a mother?And I was the source of that incident: Daxin dispatched people to Hong Kong Island.

Jiahui still holds the position of Zhaoshi Group's clothing experience, and she gets a salary every month.The main job is to comment on the work of fashion designers of Shang Zhao Shi Group from senior men's wear users and put forward your opinions.

China's primary schools should be like Renxiao, and take the initiative to issue statements to enter and exit the XX rankings.Pai Nima!Why should I be wronged by that?In order to recruit fewer foreign students?WTF!

Ren Jiahui felt tears almost falling down, she quickly raised her head, and said in a choked voice: "Boss Jing, thank you!"

With a low smile, Jing hugged the eldest girl, and led the slim and pretty male servant, Da Xia, to the restaurant on the seventh floor.There are few people outside my villa, so the restaurant is naturally a canteen. There is no chef waiting for you at any time, so you can order what you want.

The sun is setting and the sun is setting, bad boy.

"Let Guan Guan arrange it. The last time I was on a business trip, I took Ruoruo with me. There is an older boy's residence outside your place."

Of course, Concubine Qingshuang from Yuntu Villa supposedly called me to recruit someone.Yuntu Villa is equivalent to my office on the opposite side, and there are many people visiting here every day.Before being dismissed, there was no pressure at work.

Jing Gao is the one who got the golden finger, not born in a family, so he doesn't understand the sadness of life beyond Ren Jiahui's words.What kind of life would it be like for a seven-year-old girl to stay at the home of a "friend" in the same region?

Jing Di laughed, and chatted about Jiahui's clothing experience work.You hate going to the little fashion shows to see what's new for the season.This is actually a circle!Which brand's designer is willing to give which customer the oldest style of clothing first is also a matter of worldly wisdom.

Xie Xueyue took a low look: What nonsense, there are no older children!Very charming and moist charm, after all, he is an 88-year-old man. He put a lotus root clip on the man, and said: "Dajing, you dare to disturb you. He has slept enough for an hour together."

Gu Xixi pinched Rongrong's face, "Call me sister."

No one has cited xxx's world rankings yet, saying that that school is equivalent to Tsinghua Primary School in China. Its world ranking is low, and it is a science and engineering college.Those people just think outside their minds, what is the basis of that xx ranking.

But the international reputation of that school is indeed quite wrong. It is a prestigious engineering school in Europe.It is also known as the Institute of Technology together with MIT, Caltech, and Zurich Federal Institute of Technology.

Xi Siyan is the son of Xi Wenbin, the boss of Jincheng Real Estate.You returned from studying abroad at Imperial College in the UK during the summer of 16 years.Don't look at the name of the school that sounds funny, Daiying is still a woolen empire!Just step on the horse and stir the stick.

"Uncle, you almost forgot, I'm here for breakfast." Rongrong poked her head out from the curtain, looking disgusting.You are Xia Xiaolan's son, eight years old this year, you have inherited Jiahui's beauty, you are like a big princess carved in pink and jade, everyone loves you.

"You are still sleeping. I played too late with my friends last night. I came back in the early morning. What about him? What time did you go to bed last night?"

Innocent!

Zhang Li ate the peeled tea eggs 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 was 1.8 meters tall and wearing low-heeled shoes, she looked slender.The pretty face was a little surprised, "Is there. You put Ruoruo outside the house of a friend you met in the big area you rented to look after for a few days. You have to go to kindergarten during the day."

"Is Si Yan here?" Jing Gao put Rong Rong up, watched the 88-year-old beautiful woman tie a napkin for the eldest girl, sit up, and took the warm hand towel from Da Xia.

Jing Di nodded and drank soy milk with a smile: "It's not like two o'clock. Pry open the big steamed bun's mouth, and you'll have time to play with butterflies."

Few of the so-called rankings in the West have private goods?Mandela is still a saint!Luo Ying Shen Ax is also the number one giant in the world.The fact that so many men skip classes in Sweden is a representative of environmental protection.Hey, nowhere has a train derailed recently.

Xi Siyan has no classmates or friends outside of Hong Kong Island.During the few days when you came to Hong Kong Island, apart from being with Jing Dili, you would naturally go out and see friends.

"Dajing, over there." Xie Xueyue hadn't put on her beautiful light makeup yet, she was sitting by the window, and waved to me with a smile.Under the round table are Jing Di's favorite breakfasts: soup dumplings, sweet soy milk, and fried dough sticks.

I feel sorry for you.

If Ruo Ruo Da Xia's son, he is seven years old this year.

While chatting, Zhang Li and Gu Xixi joined hands and came back.

(End of this chapter)