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Jian Yu had reservations about what the fat housekeeper said, after all, she had just said not long ago that there was no way to get close to the Shen family's lair.
Promising to send her there now seems more like a lie.
The portly housekeeper tugged at Jian Yu's sleeve, "Transfer the money to me now."
Jian Yu calmly said, "Tell me your plan first."
The fat housekeeper said, "I have a few friends at the old house. I can have them recruit you. There are many people at the old house, so you won't attract attention."
Are you sure?
"certainly."
Jian Yu couldn't stand her nonsense. "Even if there's just one more puppy in the yard of the Shen Group, people will investigate who put it there. You're telling me no one will care if I, a grown person, go in?"
The chubby butler, “…”
Jian Yu asked, "I heard there are four assistant stewards in the old house, and above them is a head steward. Which one of them introduced me to the position?"
The plump housekeeper hadn't expected Jian Yu to know so much about the Shen family. She was momentarily at a loss, wondering whether to continue deceiving him, when her phone rang again. It was her son calling to urge her.
"Hello?"
"Mom! They're going to call the police, please help me!"
"......"
He hurriedly hung up the phone. "I know a deputy housekeeper who can arrange for you to work under him."
"Which one?"
"A deep voice."
Jian Yu nodded, "Call him now. I want to see you two contacting each other with my own eyes, otherwise I won't feel at ease."
The portly housekeeper said, "My son can't wait any longer; they're about to call the police and have him arrested."
The phone rang again.
The portly housekeeper pointed her phone screen at Jian Yu, "Look... my son really can't wait any longer."
"What does it matter to me if your son can't wait? I only care about whether I can achieve my goal."
Jian Yu made no concessions whatsoever.
Helpless, the chubby housekeeper had no choice but to go to a corner to make a phone call.
Jian Yu said, "If we fight here, how will I know if you're lying to me if I can't hear you? Or find someone else to pretend to be Chen Sheng."
The fat housekeeper was furious and wanted nothing more than to beat Jian Yu up.
Under Jian Yu's intense gaze, he slowly found the phone number and then slowly dialed it.
Fortunately, she was slow, which allowed Jian Yu to see the phone number so clearly.
The call connected, but there was no sound on the other end. The portly butler forced a smile and greeted him, "Hello, Deputy Butler Shen! I am..."
A cold voice from the other end interrupted the portly butler's self-introduction, "I know who you are. What do you want by calling?"
It's easy to see from their conversation that the two are not familiar with each other at all.
The fat housekeeper said he could help introduce me to a job, but I doubt it will go very smoothly.
The portly housekeeper said, "It's like this, is the old lady getting used to things over there? I'm planning to take a few people over to take care of her daily needs."
He said in a deep voice, "No need. The head of the family has made all the arrangements. The old lady is not having any problems."
The portly housekeeper said, "The old lady hasn't been feeling well lately. She keeps waking up at night and is drowsy during the day. Her diet is also different from what it was years ago. Are you sure she can go back home and be the same as she is here?"
His voice was deep and uncertain. "Then why don't you go find the head butler?"
The fat butler choked.
The portly housekeeper made up a random excuse, "I lost his number."
He didn't suspect anything. "Just have the old lady pass on the message."
After saying that, he hung up.
The fat housekeeper had no choice but to call Old Mrs. Shen.
Grandma Shen had been traveling all day and was feeling unwell, so she had already rested.
The people taking care of her dared not wake her.
We can only ask the fat housekeeper to call again tomorrow to ask.
The chubby butler, “…”
Turn your head.
Jian Yu shook his head immediately, "I want to see the results now."
"You heard it too, they said they'd call tomorrow. I can't just call back, or I'll get criticized and have my salary docked."
"You have another idea."
The portly butler naturally knew that he should contact the head butler directly.
But she didn't dare.
"Then there's nothing I can do. I'll pay you when you've arranged everything."
The portly butler pleaded, "Please, I'm begging you, just give me the money first!"
Jian Yu remained unyielding. "I'll give you the money whenever you've made the contact. I'm going back to sleep now. Bye-bye, sweet dreams!"
Seeing Jian Yu turn to leave, the fat butler became reckless, using his weight to rush past Jian Yu from behind and grab her by the neck, saying, "I'll make you give me the money."
"Snap---"
The fat butler trembled all over as if he were wound up, and his hands naturally could no longer be clasped together.
Jian Yu wasn't much better off; he was also shaking violently.
However, Jian Yu did not loosen her grip on the stun gun despite trembling all over.
The fat butler gritted his teeth and tried his best to press down on Jian Yu's shoulders to prevent her from escaping.
Jian Yu couldn't escape, so he tried his best to hold onto the stun gun.
One minute later, the fat butler finally collapsed first.
After feeling the electric current finally disappear from his body, Jian Yu slowly collapsed.
Oh my god! The feeling of electric current is so uncomfortable.
The fat housekeeper was shaking violently. He turned over slightly and tried to sit up, but then he vomited all over the floor.
Her phone kept ringing, but she didn't have the strength to pick it up and answer it.
Even speaking was a great effort for her.
Jian Yu was slightly better off than her; she could still manage to sit leaning against the tree trunk.
A night breeze swept in, rustling the surrounding branches.
Jian Yu gave a wry smile, "You almost got me to meet Jesus."
The portly butler's face was contorted with rage. "My son, my son..."
Jian Yu said, "Stop yelling. You'd be better off calling the head butler. The longer you delay, the higher the chance your son will be taken away."
The portly butler avoided the topic, saying, "When did you bring that stun gun? I remember checking your luggage, and there wasn't one in there."
Jian Yu nodded, "It definitely wasn't brought in."
The fat butler was a little confused. "Then where did you get this? There are no small stun guns like this in the manor. The security guards wouldn't give you a big stun gun."
"They certainly won't give me a stun gun, but I can ask them to bring one back for me. I told them that things are a bit chaotic where I live, and I need one for self-defense. They were very helpful and brought it back for me in just one day. And here I am, having only had it for less than three hours, it's already come in handy."
The chubby butler, “…”
Let her know who brought it, and she'll be sorry.
My phone kept ringing.
The portly housekeeper softened his tone. "The old lady is used to my care; she'll agree to let me come over."
Jian Yu shook his head. "If she really got used to your care, she would have taken you with her during the day. I heard that the old lady only took an old man she brought from the old house back with her. The old man has served her for nearly fifty years. He is much better than the person you, her second son, left behind."
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