Chapter 592: Giving the Wrong Money
The night was long and Su Mingzhe had no mood to sleep.

However, the phoenix candle will sometimes burn out, and the phoenix cry will eventually dry up.

Li Youyou had never learned martial arts, so after satisfying the man several times, she could no longer bear it and finally chose to give up.

After getting out of bed and washing up in the bathroom, Su Mingzhe said to the bed:

"I really have something else to do tomorrow, so I'm leaving first."

Su Mingzhe didn't hear Li Youyou's response, and he didn't go out of his way to wake her up.

But before leaving, he put a stack of red bills on the bedside table and then left.

The sound of the door opening.

Door slamming.

It didn't even wake up Li Youyou who had been fast asleep.

Su Mingzhe went downstairs and drove home.

On the way home, I looked at the dim lights on the roadside and the vans and trucks that appeared on the road from time to time.

Looking at these trucks that would never appear in the city center during the day, Su Mingzhe suddenly remembered a magazine essay he read when he was a child, "Harval's Bright Lights at Four in the Morning."

Although everyone later knew that the essay was a fantasy piece.

However, based on this rumor, a lot of chicken soup articles have been circulated online.

For example, a certain boss said that he worked sixteen or seventeen hours a day, went to bed at one or two in the morning, and got up at six the next morning.

Originally, Su Mingzhe also thought it was chicken soup article.

However, after I became rich, I suddenly realized that this was not chicken soup for the soul at all, but a naked show-off.

Ordinary people who stay up until two or three in the morning may be driving trucks to earn money to support their families.

But those big guys who stay up until one or two in the morning are definitely not working.

Thoughts drifting.

When he concentrated again, Su Mingzhe had already driven back to the Second Ring Road community.

As soon as I opened the door, the first thing that caught my eye was Zhang Pan, who was curled up and asleep on the sofa.

I looked at my watch. It was 2:30 in the morning.

At this time, Su Mingzhe had no intention of training the nanny.

He walked over, patted the nanny's shoulder, woke her up, and told her to go back to her bedroom to sleep.

After being woken up, Zhang Pan looked a little confused, but when he saw his employer standing beside him, he immediately got off the sofa in a panic, and even asked conscientiously:

"Sir, would you like some tea to sober you up?"

"I didn't drink any alcohol, what's the hangover?"

Seeing that the babysitter was still a little confused, Su Mingzhe did not argue with her and said directly:

"Don't worry about me, just go back to your bedroom and sleep. From now on, if I don't come back after 10 o'clock at night, just go to sleep by yourself and don't worry about me."

After emphasizing the key point again, Su Mingzhe went back to the master bedroom to rest.

the next day.

It was a very ordinary morning for the world.

However, after Li Youyou woke up, she did not find the man by her side, but instead saw a stack of red bills at the bedside.

At this moment, she seemed to be frozen and sealed. Her mind went blank at first, and then she felt that she was being humiliated from body to soul.

Did that bastard last night think of himself as a gold digger?

She must think of herself as a gold digger!
Li Youyou's excitement made her breathing quicken, her face flushed, her blood boiling, and she looked around in confusion, but couldn't find anyone to vent her anger on!

At this moment, emotions are like a ball of gunpowder, ready to ignite at any time!

excitement!
anger!
shame!
Even resentment!

Li Youyou's face even showed a distorted expression.

The fact that she can make money by being a marriage broker shows how low her moral bottom line is.

However, even though her moral bottom line is low, this cannot be a reason for others to insult her!
In anger, Li Youyou took out her cell phone and dialed the number she had just written down yesterday.

However, before the call was connected, Li Youyou suddenly remembered something and hung up.

A pair of big eyes of Caroline scanned the stack of red bills, and an inexplicable impulse made her reach out to check the number of red bills.

Six thousand yuan, no more, no less.

Li Youyou looked at the thick stack of red bills and an idea came to his mind:
"This bastard, he gave this much to a woman for sleeping with her. Add the 3,000 yuan he spent on dinner yesterday, and that's nearly 10,000 yuan. He's so generous with his money, he must be a second-generation rich kid or a second-generation rich kid!"

"Asshole, I'm not that cheap!"

Li Youyou is able to hang around in the "Tuo world" and has rich experience.

She dated her first love for five years, but they broke up when she was a freshman in college because she was cheated on.

Some people choose to become autistic after a breakup.

Some people choose to let themselves go.

In the following three years of college, Li Youyou had two more formal boyfriends and cultivated more than ten backup boyfriends.

It was the gifts given to Li Youyou by these two boyfriends and a dozen backup men that allowed her to enter a well-off life ahead of schedule.

After graduating from university, Li Youyou worked part-time as a marriage broker, easily earning over ten thousand yuan a month.

With such rich life experience, Li Youyou thought that she would never fall into the whirlpool of a man again in her life.

As a result, yesterday Su Mingzhe made her realize that there are always people better than you.

After just a few hours of spending time together, Su Mingzhe conquered her, the kind that conquered her whole body and soul.

Of course, being conquered is being conquered.

The stack of red bills on the bedside table still made her feel humiliated. Two very different feelings appeared in her heart at the same time, which seemed a bit contradictory.

However, this contradiction is just like the words "Smoking is harmful to your health" on a cigarette box.

Contradictory, but real.

After getting up and dressing herself up casually, Li Youyou came to the property management and made an excuse, saying that she felt the renovations in the community were disturbing the residents. She asked which building numbers, units and numbers the several households in the community that were being renovated were.

This information is semi-public.

The property management company would not hide anything and told everyone everything.

There are only six households in the entire community currently undergoing renovations.

Li Youyou called out Su Mingzhe's name again and easily found out which building and which room Su Mingzhe's house was in.

"Building 12, Unit 2, 402."

"It seems that all the apartments in Building 12 are large flats with one unit per floor. When I bought a house last year, the price of a large flat seemed to be around 13,000 or 14,000 yuan per square meter. But that was the lowest point. This year, the housing prices have skyrocketed and have now risen to 20,000 yuan. His apartment should be more than 300 square meters, which is 6 or 7 million yuan. Add the car he drove last night - a G-Class worth at least 1 million yuan, which means his net worth is close to 10 million yuan. I can't tell, he's quite rich..."

Li Youyou was a pragmatic woman. After finding out the information she wanted, she immediately returned home, lay back on the bed, prepared herself, then took out her cell phone and started calling Su Mingzhe.

Su Mingzhe, who was receiving the attentive service from the babysitter, looked at the incoming call on his mobile phone and directly chose to mute it.

The bell rang for a while, and then there was no sound.

Zhang Pan was sitting on the man's waist, rubbing his shoulders hard, and didn't dare to say anything when he saw this.

Su Mingzhe's muscles are very strong, and Zhang Pan needs to use a lot of strength to make the man feel something.

Of course, Su Mingzhe didn't notice how much strength Zhang Pan used in his hands, his attention was focused on other parts of his body.

Zhang Pan seemed to have no extra clothes, and today she was still wearing the plaid shirt and jeans from yesterday.

Su Mingzhe also became more and more demanding and began to fantasize in his mind what it would feel like if Zhang Pan wore a pleated skirt and delicate stockings and served him.

After a while, the massage service ended.

Su Mingzhe looked at Zhang Pan, who was sweating profusely, and kindly asked her to take a shower and change clothes, and planned to take her to a nearby supermarket later.

When Zhang Pan heard that he could go shopping in the supermarket, he was excited.

I quickly took a shower because I couldn't wear the plaid shirt and jeans anymore as they were soaked with sweat.

After taking a shower, Zhang Pan changed into a white short-sleeved long dress.

This long skirt must have been tailor-made for her body, and it fits her perfectly, outlining Zhang Pan's youthful and graceful figure.

When she walked into the living room, Su Mingzhe's eyes widened.

This is the real Cinderella transformation.

Zhang Pan, a little girl, was stared at by the man. She was so shy that she could only cross her arms and stand in front of the snow-capped peaks.

Seeing this, Su Mingzhe could only look away, coughed lightly, and asked calmly:

"Pan Pan, have you packed everything?"

Zhang Pan nodded and said timidly:

"Boss, I'm fine."

"Well, let's go then."

Su Mingzhe brought Zhang Pan downstairs and let her know his parking space, his G-Class and its license plate number.

Zhang Pan wrote them down one by one.

After getting in the car, Su Mingzhe personally helped the nanny fasten her seat belt.

During this process, Su Mingzhe could clearly hear Zhang Pan's rapid breathing and feel the hot air from her breath.

Sure enough, those male protagonists who take the initiative to help girls fasten their seat belts are all old perverts!
After helping the babysitter fasten her seat belt, Su Mingzhe explained as if nothing had happened:

"When driving, you must obey the rules. If you are sitting in the passenger seat, you must wear a seat belt. Remember this next time."

"Remember, sir."

Before coming to Beijing to work, Zhang Pan was a student who would blush when talking to boys. During the two days she worked as a nanny for Su Mingzhe, Su Mingzhe kept pushing her to the limit.

When Su Mingzhe started the car and drove out of the community, Zhang Pan still felt his face burning hot.

Not long after.

The car drove out of the community, turned two intersections, and arrived at a nearby supermarket.

Since it was not yet noon, there were still many spaces in the parking lot.

After parking the car, Su Mingzhe took Zhang Pan to a nearby snack street.

At this time, Zhang Pan followed the man closely.

Su Mingzhe told the babysitter some of the things he remembered:
"I like the braised beef in soy sauce here. I'll buy it from here next time... The roast chicken here is good... The roast duck here is average, but the sauce is good... Have you memorized all of this?"

"Remember, sir."

Zhang Pan’s eyes were wide open, and it was obvious that he was taking notes seriously.

But I can’t guarantee whether I will forget it in the future.

Su Mingzhe waved his hand and said indifferently:

"I'll write it down for you when I get back."

When Zhang Pan heard Su Mingzhe say this, he immediately felt relieved.

Her memory and learning ability are average, otherwise she wouldn't have to go to a vocational high school after graduating from junior high school.

Su Mingzhe said as he was about to take Zhang Pan into the supermarket through a nearby small door, when he saw two familiar faces coming towards them, one of whom was his old superior, Sister Zhang.

Isn't this a coincidence?

(End of this chapter)