pjbooks Chapter 258 Private Nanny
Chapter 258 Private Nanny
Huasheng Junting is located on the top of a mountain called Xiangshan, not far from the city center.
The entire mountain was bought by the developer and transformed into a highly private, top-tier luxury residential area.
The scenery here is beautiful, the air is fresh, and the security is tight. Those who can live here are either rich or noble, and they are all the top figures in Zhonghai City.
As Ning Xiuyang drove, he mentally planned out his future life.
Once the villa is taken over, we'll bring Shen Yourong and her daughter, as well as Han Yunmei and the others, over as well.
Everyone lived together, surrounded by beautiful women of all shapes and sizes. Just thinking about it was exciting.
at the same time.
In the property service center of Huasheng Junting, a woman in a business suit with a graceful figure is looking at a medical diagnosis report with a worried expression.
Her name is Meng Yujin, and she is the property manager of Huashengjunting.
At the tender age of twenty-eight, she is in the prime of her life.
She has fair skin, a beautiful face, an outstanding temperament, and her professional skills are beyond question. At a young age, she has taken this position that countless people envy.
To outsiders, she is undoubtedly a glamorous and successful woman.
But only she knew that she was being suffocated by the pressure.
Her father was a gambler and had racked up a mountain of gambling debts that he couldn't pay off. Some time ago, in order to escape his debts, he ran back to his hometown and left her with the whole mess.
At this time, my mother was diagnosed with a serious illness and urgently needed a large sum of money for surgery.
Debt collection calls kept coming in, and hospital payment reminders kept appearing.
Although her monthly salary was not low, it was just a drop in the ocean compared to these two bottomless pits.
"Father gambles, mother is ill, younger sister needs education; the family faces numerous hardships. We urge the father to quit gambling and uphold family values, and help the sister succeed on the right path. The mother's illness requires immediate medical attention; our love and care remain unchanged. Harmony in the family is essential for prosperity; let us support each other through these difficult times."
This internet slang phrase is a true reflection of her.
The immense pressure kept her awake for several nights.
What made her even more desperate was that, right there in the Huasheng Junting residential complex, the owner of villa number six, a decrepit old man in his sixties named Zheng Qiangsheng, had repeatedly approached her intentionally or unintentionally, and even sent people to deliver messages.
He offered her 200,000 yuan a month to work as his "private nanny."
Meng Yujin knew exactly what this so-called "private nanny" was supposed to do.
Zheng Qiangsheng is a notorious lecher in the industry, and it's unknown how many young girls he has slept with.
She was extremely unwilling, feeling utterly disgusted and humiliated.
but.
Mother's surgery fees, Father's gambling debts...
Two hundred thousand a month is an amount she can't refuse right now.
Is it really necessary to sell one's body and dignity for money?
Meng Yujin closed her eyes in pain, feeling utterly lost and helpless.
Just then, there was a knock on the office door.
"President Meng."
Her assistant poked her head in, her voice tinged with excitement and curiosity.
"I just received a notification from the front desk that the owner of Villa No. 9 has arrived at the door."
"What?!"
Meng Yujin suddenly opened her eyes, instantly suppressing all her negative emotions.
Villa No. 9!
That's the most mysterious and prestigious building in the entire Huasheng Junting complex!
It is said that the villa, named "Cloud Top Palace," is the posthumous work of a late top international designer, worth nearly two billion yuan. It has been vacant for a long time, and no one knows who the owner is.
Now, is this mysterious homeowner finally going to make an appearance?
Although Ning Xiuyang had called in advance to say that there was no need for a grand handover ceremony and that everything should be kept simple.
But as the property manager, she had to personally greet this level of homeowner and could not afford to be negligent in the slightest.
"Quickly! Notify security, highest level of reception! I'm coming right away!"
Meng Yujin quickly tidied her appearance, put on her high heels, and walked briskly towards the entrance of the residential area.
Is this her chance to turn things around?
If we could win over this mysterious owner of Villa No. 9...
She dared not think any further, only hoping that this homeowner wouldn't be a disgusting old man like Zheng Qiangsheng from Villa No. 6.
……
The main entrance of Huasheng Junting is designed like the gate of an ancient royal palace, solemn and majestic.
Two security guards, dressed in crisp uniforms and standing ramrod straight, stood solemnly on either side of the gate, like two guardian deities.
A black Luman G63 slowly came to a stop at the entrance.
Ning Xiuyang rolled down the car window, just about to greet the gatekeeper.
Unexpectedly, a glance revealed a familiar face to him, now filled with embarrassment and fear.
Zheng Wenxin.
What a small world!
At this moment, Zheng Wenxin was standing next to a flashy Ferrari, anxiously waiting for the gatekeeper to open the door for him.
Although he was a member of the Zheng family, his father was not yet qualified to live in the core area of Washington Junting.
He came today to visit his influential uncle, Zheng Qiangsheng, the owner of Villa No. 6.
He wanted his uncle to help him find out more about Ning Xiuyang and see if he could get some revenge.
Little did they know, before they could even get their revenge, they ran into the very person in question right at the door.
When Zheng Wenxin saw Ning Xiuyang sticking his head out of that Luman G-Class, which was more expensive than his Ferrari, his face instantly turned green.
The fear of being dominated last night, the images of being publicly humiliated, surged into my mind like a tidal wave.
Especially when he thought about how his beloved goddess had been tamed by this bastard last night, he felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit.
But since they met now, he had no choice but to take the initiative to greet them.
"Mr. Ning..."
Zheng Wenxin forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, took a step forward, and greeted them respectfully.
He dared not be disrespectful.
After a night of fermentation, the story of Ning Xiuyang carrying Sun Ruoyi away at the party had gone viral in the entire Zhonghai high society circle.
Zheng Wenxin has become a laughingstock for everyone.
Now, people in the circle are saying that Ning Xiuyang is definitely a top young master from Beijing with a mysterious identity, who came down to experience life.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible to make such a grand gesture, let alone have Sun Ruoyi willingly throw herself into his arms.
Faced with such a powerful figure whom he might never be able to offend in his lifetime, Zheng Wenxin, no matter how much he hated him, had to act like a subservient person on the surface.
Ning Xiuyang glanced at him and gave a faint "hmm," without offering any further expression.
This kind of ignoring hurt him more than if he were directly scolded.
But Zheng Wenxin didn't dare utter a single word.
Just then, Meng Yujin, the property manager, wearing high heels, came out quickly with two subordinates to greet them.
"Young Master Zheng, you've arrived."
Meng Yujin first gave Zheng Wenxin a professional smile.
After all, he was the grand-nephew of the owner of Villa No. 6; she couldn't afford to offend him.
However, when her gaze fell upon the Lexus G-Class and the excessively young man inside, she was completely stunned.
So young?
Is this the mysterious owner of Villa No. 9?
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