Chapter 7 Chapter 7 Mr. Qian, a friend of women

Lin Anran abruptly changed the subject: "Why did Uncle Wang fire the previous nanny?"

Aunt Li was usually very tight-lipped and wouldn't tell anyone about her boss, but she was also a gossip-loving person. Every employee knew about the previous nanny, so she was happy to tell Lin Anran, "The previous nanny had the same last name as me, Li. Everyone called her Xiao Li. She was two years younger than you and had dropped out of school to work. She was a good worker and was honest and hardworking. She had worked for Mr. Zhou for a year and a half, but one day she suddenly tried to get close to him. The first time, nothing happened, but the second time, Uncle Wang fired Xiao Li."

Lin Anran thought about her work during this period. Mr. Zhou's daily work schedule was packed. Except for Uncle Wang, they, the employees, rarely saw Mr. Zhou. They usually only saw him at breakfast and dinner. Except for the first time when Uncle Wang led everyone to welcome Mr. Zhou back to the villa from Beijing, they, the employees, did not need to gather at the door of the villa to welcome Mr. Zhou at other times, so the "forced gathering" that Aunt Li mentioned must be a very obvious situation.

Lin Anran asked, "How could Xiao Li have worked for Mr. Zhou for a year and a half? How could he have suddenly changed so much?"

"Hey! It's all because of her family," Aunt Li said helplessly. "Xiao Li has four older sisters. She's the fifth daughter her parents had, and she has two younger brothers. Her four older sisters got married and received high bride prices, all to save money for her younger brothers to get married and build a house. It's the same with her. Xiao Li's parents saw that Xiao Li was working for Mr. Zhou, so they told her to have some bad ideas. I think Xiao Li has some feelings for Mr. Zhou as well."

"But what Mr. Zhou dislikes most is employees doing irrelevant things during working hours, especially when this matter causes him trouble. So no matter how much Xiao Li begged, it was useless. Uncle Wang sent the man away."

Lin Anran was speechless for a moment.

Aunt Li winked at Lin Anran and smiled mischievously, "Mr. Zhou is young, outstanding, and handsome. I guess it's hard to find another man like him in the whole country. Everyone in this villa area is watching Mr. Zhou's marriage, especially those with daughters of marriageable age. After Mr. Zhou bought this villa and moved in, many people came to inquire about him under the guise of visiting. However, Mr. Zhou asked Uncle Wang to refuse them from the beginning. The only people who can enter Mr. Zhou's villa are his family and approved friends. Ordinary people can't even cross that door."

"Mr. Zhou is so wise." Lin Anran said happily, clapping his hands.

Aunt Li was stunned: "Huh?"

Lin Anran grinned: "Aunt Li, if the villa has to receive a lot of guests every day, Uncle Wang may have to continue to recruit nannies, and our workload will increase greatly."

Aunt Li immediately came to her senses, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "You are also a mischievous person, but it is true."

Lin Anran chuckled.

"Xiao Lin, remember not to say these things once you leave our room." Aunt Li gave her final instructions.

Lin Anran manually zipped up her mouth: "Don't worry, Aunt Li, I'm very tight-lipped. Besides, you told me about Xiao Li so that I can work better for Mr. Zhou."

Aunt Li smiled with satisfaction. "Yes," she suddenly reminded, "There are also matters concerning the owners of other villas in the villa complex. We can discuss this privately, but we should just understand the working environment. Once you leave the villa, you should keep your mouth shut and not cause trouble for Mr. Zhou."

"Okay, I'll remember that." Lin Anran raised his hand to assure, while thinking to himself that it seemed that other families in the villa area also had a lot of melons.

After the gossip, Lin Anran and Aunt Li stopped discussing the boss Mr. Zhou's private affairs. It was okay to gossip about them occasionally in private, but if they talked about it too often, they would be fired by Uncle Wang.

With Aunt Li back to work, Lin Anran felt a lot more relaxed, especially his tense nerves could relax a little, because there was someone to share the work with, and even if something went wrong, there would be someone to help remedy it. Of course, Lin Anran has been working carefully and cautiously so far and has not made any mistakes.

The kitchen is the busiest in the morning. Lin Anran was drafted by Chef Zhao again. Fortunately, she already knew what she should do and started working skillfully.

Because the breakfast was so large, Lin Anran was also asked to help serve it today. Qian Jiaming lazily sat in a chair, yawning unruly, and teasing Zhou Heyuan: "Heyuan, where do you get so much energy every day? It's a pity you can stick to it every day. I can't even make it a day. Have you ever thought about sleeping in? Or taking a break?"

Zhou Heyuan lives a regular life and is full of energy every day, which is in stark contrast to Qian Jiaming, who seems to be half asleep. "You go to bed early at night, get up early to exercise, and you're naturally energetic."

Qian Jiaming shrugged: "Impossible, I always go to bed late and get up late. If I hadn't stayed at your house last night, I would still be dreaming right now."

Zhou Heyuan said calmly: "You can go home and dream."

Qian Jiaming bared his teeth and said, "No, I have an appointment later." He twisted his neck and happened to turn around to see Lin Anran, and immediately smiled with his big white teeth, "Xiao Lin, good morning~"

Lin Anran naturally placed the breakfast on the table in front of Qian Jiaming and smiled professionally, "Good morning, Mr. Qian."

Qian Jiaming looked at Lin Anran's face a few more times, coughed, and then retracted his gaze and turned to Aunt Li: "Aunt Li, it's been a long time since we last met. You look five years younger!"

Aunt Li was coaxed into smiling happily.

Lin Anran was glad that she didn't have to face Qian Jiaming, otherwise she would have wanted to throw away the mirror. She walked to the corner where she usually stayed without looking around, and then stood there seriously... in a daze.

"Sir?" Uncle Wang bent down slightly and asked softly.

Zhou Heyuan withdrew his gaze from the corner and nodded slightly: "Okay, Uncle Wang."

Uncle Wang quietly stepped aside.

After the two gentlemen finished their breakfast, Zhou Heyuan prepared to go to work at the company as usual. Qian Jiaming left the dining table, but lingered.

Lin Anran looked at Aunt Li and signaled with his eyes, asking whether to clean the dining table or leave it as it is.

Aunt Li asked Lin Anran to calm down and asked gently, "Mr. Qian, do you have any other instructions?"

Qian Jiaming reacted, smiled apologetically, looked at Lin Anran, and said directly: "I offended Xiaolin yesterday, and I want to make amends. I'm sorry for delaying your work, so I'll leave now."

Lin Anran felt helpless, yet she managed to put on a perfectly composed smile. Mr. Qian really didn't need to take it so seriously. Was this a remedy? This was just another stab in her heart. But after all, he was the boss's friend. She had to listen.

"Mr. Qian, you apologized to me yesterday." Of course she didn't accept it in her heart, huh.

Qian Jiaming looked distressed, but then he came up with an idea: "How about I give you some skin care products? The kind that can remove wrinkles and whiten your skin?"

Lin Anran laughed awkwardly: "Thank you, Mr. Qian, but it's not necessary."

Qian Jiaming: "Just consider it as an apology."

Lin Anran could only firmly refuse: "Really, no, I don't want it."

Qian Jiaming looked at Lin Anran, no longer insisted, and then sighed: "Well, okay, Xiaolin, girls have to be nicer to themselves, especially not to ruin their skin. They have to take good care of themselves, don't get tanned, and don't frown all the time..."

Lin Anran listened in confusion as Qian Jiaming shared his various experiences on "how girls should take care of their skin". She was really bewildered when she heard the end. My goodness, Qian Jiaming, a man, was more professional than her.

"This is what my mother told me. I hope these experiences can help you." Qian Jiaming said with a smile.

Lin Anran, who was still confused, nodded subconsciously: "Okay, okay."

Qian Jiaming: "By the way, I've said so much that you might not be able to remember it all at once. I'll write it down someday and have someone send it to you. Xiaolin, wait for it. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

After saying this, Qian Jiaming hurried away.

Lin Anran blinked, closed her eyes, and opened them again, looking at Aunt Li: "Is Mr. Qian always so kind?" She could feel that Qian Jiaming really wanted to help her and had no other intentions, so her anger towards him gradually disappeared.

Aunt Li looked accustomed to it. "Are you shocked? Xiaolin, we all call Mr. Qian 'Women's Friend'. He's helped me solve many problems in the past."

Lin Anran understood instantly: "I understand."

"Whether it's useful or not, Xiaolin, just accept it. If you don't, Mr. Qian will find other ways to help you," Aunt Li said, carefully examining Lin Anran's face. "It's okay to give it a try. After all, Xiaolin, you're only 22 years old. If you look too old, it probably won't be good for your health."

Lin Anran: “…”

Hold back and don’t sigh. The more you sigh, the more wrinkles you will have.

Lin Anran was depressed for a while, but she quickly adjusted herself. After finishing her work, she happily moved her three pots of orchids and went to the garden to meet Uncle Ding.

Uncle Ding was obviously waiting for the arrival of Lin Anran's three orchid pots. After greeting him, he immediately lowered his head to observe the orchids, and then concluded with surprise: "Xiao Lin, your three orchid pots are growing better. Maybe new leaves will grow soon."

The orchids were indeed growing well. Lin Anran could feel the vitality surging from them as she looked at them. It had only been two days since she bought the three orchids. Now she was more certain that the golden finger had other magical effects. Simply knowing the orchids' needs was not enough to restore them to their current state.

Next, she will continue to use and observe the golden finger, and slowly understand the situation of the golden finger thoroughly.

"Uncle Ding, the Clivia you raise is also very active." Lin Anran praised back sweetly. This time she didn't dare to touch the pot of Clivia again. If the Clivia grew suddenly differently in the future, she would have no way to explain it. It didn't matter how her own orchid grew.

Uncle Ding was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling: "These flowers and plants are full of vitality, which makes people happy to see them."

Lin Anran nodded vigorously and looked at her three pots of orchids with joy. Orchids, orchids, grow quickly!

"Xiao Lin, the gentleman asks you to come over." Uncle Wang found Lin Anran cracking melon seeds in the kitchen.

Lin Anran was trying to figure out whether to swallow or spit out the melon seed in her mouth. She narrowly avoided choking. Luckily, the seed was small, so she swallowed it and it went down her throat. She quickly wiped her mouth, stood up, and brushed off the nonexistent shell. "Okay, Uncle Wang."

Lin Anran came to the living room and saw Zhou Heyuan sitting on the sofa: "Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Heyuan looked up at Lin Anran with a calm gaze and handed her an envelope: "Jia Ming asked me to bring it back to you."

"Huh?" Lin Anran was stunned at first, then she remembered what Qian Jiaming had said to her five days ago. She finally reacted and quickly reached forward with both hands. "Thank you, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Heyuan did not immediately release his hand from the envelope, and looked at Lin Anran quietly.

Although Lin Anran didn't look into anyone's eyes, she still felt a lot of pressure. For a moment, she wanted to just pull the envelope out.

After Zhou Heyuan released his hand, Lin Anran took the letter back. She thought Qian Jiaming had forgotten about it long ago, but she didn't expect him to keep his promise. He was indeed a friend of women! Mr. Qian, what a good man!

Lin Anran was lost in thought when he suddenly heard his boss's calm, usual words: "Are you afraid of me?"