Chapter 172 If Line: Chi Heng Chapter 5
Because she signed a five-year contract, Mingyue's salary increased a lot.
For example, when the tutor is teaching, younger maids are allowed to sit in.
They are allowed to study two subjects: language and mathematics.
As for holidays, they have changed from one day off per week to two and a half days off per week.
The salary went from 10,000 federal dollars per month to 20,000 federal dollars.
According to this world's purchasing power, a 750ml bottle of mineral water costs 1 yuan, a ham sandwich at a convenience store costs 5 yuan, and a liter of milk costs 3 yuan...
In Saint-Germain, a warm 90-square-meter home costs about 500,000 to 700,000 yuan.
Mingyue calculated that if she could save an average of 15,000 yuan per month...
Then after the five-year contract expires, she can buy a house and live in any city!
Now that her memory was a little confused, Mingyue didn't want to think too much about it.
This is a question involving philosophy and the universe:
Is it "Ming Yue" who traveled to this world and awakened the memory of another federal world?
She is 26 years old, and her soul has traveled to the body of her 14-year-old self in this world?
The proposition is too grand, and thinking too much about it can easily lead to nihilism.
After all, she is still herself, just in a more difficult situation.
But what does this matter?
She has never been someone who gets lost in difficult situations or gives up on herself.
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Mingyue, who became a formal employee, received her first official salary at the end of the month.
It’s not 20,000 yuan for regular workers, but 30,000 yuan?
Why was an extra 10,000 given?
In response to Mingyue's question, William gave a lukewarm official answer:
"The young master instructed us not to have his employees beg like poor rats, so your salary will be 30,000 federal dollars."
Mingyue felt angry and amused.
Okay, a mouse is a mouse.
What is the difference between cows, horses and mice? Who can't get along with money?
With the extra salary increase, she will be able to save enough money to buy a house in less than five years, and she will also be able to save enough for future tuition.
marvelous!
William looked at the girl's back as she left happily and snorted coldly.
He was paid an annual salary, so he naturally wouldn't be jealous of a maid who had a miserable life.
It's just that he doesn't like this girl who behaves rashly and eccentrically.
More disgusting than those stupid women who want to seduce the young master!
But the young master just likes to eat the strange food she makes.
Even though the spiciness made my stomach uncomfortable the first time, I drank three large cups of milk in a row to relieve the spiciness.
The second time, I had diarrhea; the third time, my stomach ached from acidity; the fourth, fifth...
The young master clearly thought she was bold and rude, but he indulged her reckless behavior.
What’s infuriating is that the young master doesn’t allow him to fire Mingyue.
And warned him that if he made decisions on his own again, he would be told to go back to the chairman.
William was indignant but helpless.
I can only pray that the young master will soon get tired of this girl from the slums.
Or maybe sooner or later she would do something wrong and anger the young master, and then she would naturally have to get as far away from him as possible.
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However, in the next three months, this rude orphan girl not only failed to anger the young master.
Even after jumping back and forth on the young master's minefield again and again, nothing happened.
The day before, he told her to go back and reflect, and not to appear in front of him. But the next day, he said to himself:
"William, call Ming up."
It was not until the day before Christmas that William saw that the young master was still awake at 11 o'clock in the evening. He contacted Mingyue directly with his mobile phone without him having to pass on the message.
"Little mouse, I'm hungry. You have half an hour to prepare a midnight snack."
A sleepy female voice came from the other end of the speaker:
"It's not my turn today... well, ask the housekeeper to make the arrangements."
However, the young master, like a bad boy with nowhere to vent his adolescent energy, immediately raised his voice:
"No, I order you, Ming, to get up now and make me a midnight snack."
"I didn't give you a raise so you can enjoy yourself."
As a result, the girl on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and then there was a "beep, beep, beep--" sound of hanging up.
William was shocked when he heard the entire conversation between the young master and Mingyue at the door.
It's only been a few months?
What is the young master's identity? How could that maid be in private contact with the young master?
Even he, an old man who had watched the young master grow up, was not allowed to add him to his circle of friends. Did an orphan like her really seduce the young master?
She actually hung up the young master's phone call?
Doesn't she want to do it anymore?
Even if she signed a five-year contract, he could still fire her based on the terms of the contract, and all he had to do was give her an extra three months' compensation.
What William didn't expect was that the next day was Christmas.
The young master dragged Mingyue from the kitchen to the garden with a grumpy look on his face.
No one dared to go forward and offend them, so they stood at a distance and peeked, and could only vaguely hear the two people arguing.
They were like two childish elementary school students, arguing with each other with red faces and thick necks.
But as they were arguing, Mingyue suddenly laughed out loud.
Then the young master was also stunned, probably realizing that he had said something strange.
Amidst more than a dozen pairs of gossipy and curious gazes, Mingyue reached out and held the young master's hand.
The young master shook him off, but she tried to grab him again.
After repeating it three times, Mingyue stopped smiling, and the young master actually took her hand and led her back.
Bring Mingyue to the kitchen again, but use the most arrogant expression to say the softest words:
"I promised you, go ahead. I'll eat whatever you make. Okay!"
The girl's black ponytail was gently swung to the side. She tilted her head, suppressed her smile, and said with a deliberately cold face:
"Stir-fried large intestine, boneless chicken feet, and stir-fried pig lungs."
Hearing that today's lunch was offal and chicken feet, Chi Heng's face turned ugly, but he still nodded.
"I keep my promises. Do it."
To everyone's surprise, not only did the young master tolerate all of Mingyue's rude behavior, but he actually ate most of the three dishes.
Only Mingyue was not surprised at all.
Among her five husbands, only Chi Heng could eat with her because he had a problem with his sense of taste.
He particularly likes extra sweet food, and like her, he also likes spicy dishes, especially spicy hot pot.
Looking at the young man who was slowly wiping his mouth with a warm wet towel, Mingyue's eyes showed a hint of "kindness".
She had no evil thoughts of love towards this boy who was about to turn 15.
During these few months of getting along, we have only felt like old friends, and I have taken care of you as my older sister.
In that world, she had only heard about "Boss Chi's" past from other people and on the Internet:
"The fall of a genius boy", "the first person in human transformation experiments", "the underworld arms dealer", "the son of the Fire Rose", "the illegitimate son of the Poison Scorpion"...
When Mingyue moved into the huge and empty castle, she felt Chi Heng's loneliness firsthand.
Unlike the other four who had friends they had known for many years, Chi Heng didn't have a single friend.
He had no parents or relatives, and his blood brothers and sisters hated him to the core.
Instead of attending private school as usual, he studied more than a dozen courses day after day in a thousand-year-old castle.
In addition, there are other amateur things to learn:
Equestrianism, musical instruments, social etiquette, religion, law, painting...
Mingyue felt sorry for him at first.
But after spending these few months together, she felt that she was the one who should feel sorry for him.
"bite--"
A message prompt sounded, and Mingyue guessed 100% that it was that boy.
When I opened it, it was indeed the same, and the tone was as annoying as ever:
"Ming, have you gone back to the sewer to slack off?"
"I just got out of class. I want some milk. Not hot milk, but with two cubes of ice."
Mingyue's fingers tapped rapidly as she replied:
"Master, Mina and Lily are at the door. You can give them instructions."
After sending the message, she put her phone aside and took out a pile of sheets and quilts from three washing machines to dry.
The phone didn't ring again, so Mingyue ignored it.
Let him be angry, it's really annoying.
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