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Chapter 1946

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When Chen Zhao left, he didn't ask Ken to send him off.

Instead, he forbade Portia from drinking and made her drive.

Portia was already used to Chen Zhao's unscrupulous boss.

"Boss, I want next month's salary in advance," Portia said as she drove.

"I'm drunk now. I can't hear what you're saying."

"Boss, my house has no water and electricity. Do you want me to live in a primitive society?"

Portia planned to act pitiful in front of Chen Zhao.

"Last time, I asked if you wanted to borrow money. If you need it, I can lend it to you, but you rejected me."

"I don't want to borrow money now. I want my salary in advance."

"Is there a difference?"

"Of course," Portia answered seriously.

Portia answered seriously, "If I borrow money, then I'll only owe more and more. But if I get my salary in advance, then the amount of money I owe won't increase."

The American people were used to this sort of thing.

Spending in advance, receiving in advance, and enjoying in advance.

Before Chen Zhao could reply, Portia added, "If you don't agree, I'll move to your house."

"Sure," Chen Zhao agreed readily. "You can move here for half a month."

"Huh?"

"I'm going on a business trip next week. You can move here and help me take care of the kids."

"You don't need me to follow you?"

"No."

"No … I don't want to be a laborer," Portia wailed. Portia wailed, "I'm not your coolie. I'm highly educated. I should do something more meaningful."

Chen Zhao rolled his eyes and said mercilessly, "If you think you should do something more meaningful, you should be a volunteer. Portia, know your place. You're just a vain woman." Portia was speechless. "You're just a vain woman."

"Boss, is this fun?"

"Yes."

"You're so rich," Portia said earnestly. "You should hire some servants."

Chen Zhao tilted his head and looked at Portia. "To save money," he said matter-of-factly.

Portia wanted to vomit blood.

He earned tens of millions of dollars just to save some money?

Wasn't that a bit too much?

His one day's income was probably the lifetime income of a bunch of servants.

"Boss, you've gone too far."

"How about this, I'll advance your salary for next month, but you'll have to temporarily move into my house while I'm on a business trip."

"Fine." What else could Portia do?

She had no right to choose at all.

If she continued to bargain, with Chen Zhao's personality, he might not even get an advance on his salary.

He directly ordered him to move in.

"Boss, do you really not need me to go with you?"

"I'm going to Mexico, Mexicali, not some shopping city."

"Bakali? That place is not bad either."

Cali is the capital of Baja California because of its proximity to the United States.

Therefore, the export processing industry here is quite prosperous, and it has also attracted a large number of Americans to Cali for vacation.

In addition to the unique scenery here, it was also because the prices here were quite low.

Here, one could enjoy the treatment of a rich person with a thousand dollars.

With ten thousand USD, one could enjoy the treatment of an emperor here.

The middle class in America loved to come here.

Portia was tempted to tag along. She had always heard that Cali was a popular holiday spot.

If they followed Chen Zhao, they would definitely spend a lot of money, given Chen Zhao's requirements for quality of life.

On the other hand, she did not have to spend a single cent to enjoy the best quality of life.

Unfortunately, Chen Zhao clearly would not agree to her request.

After reaching home, Portia left.

Of course, she still got an advance on her salary before leaving.

Chen Zhao told Fali at the dinner table.

"Fali, I'm going to Mexico's Mexicali next week."

"Mexicali? To play? "

Chen Zhao shook his head. "It's military work."

"Uncle, I want to go too."

"I want to go too …"

The children all looked at Chen Zhao with watery eyes.

"Not this time." Chen Zhao rejected the children's request decisively. "I'm not going to play."

"I'll let Portia stay here for a few days next week."

"How many days are you going?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe three or four days. I'll come back as soon as I'm done."

"Okay. I'll bring the children to the Coastal Rescue Team while you're gone."

"That's okay. Portia can go. She can help a little."



"Hi, I'm Portia."

"Hi, I saw an ad on an agency website for sharing rentals. I heard that you're looking for a partner?"

"Yes."

"Can I look at the house?"

"Of course, but did you see the rent? It's at least two thousand."

"I need to look at the house first. If I'm satisfied, I'll accept the price."

"When will you come to look at the house?"

"Now. I'm in a hurry."

"Sure. I don't have time during the day anyway."

Portia didn't have money, but the house she was living in wasn't bad.

It was a single-family villa in an upscale neighborhood. It was around three hundred square meters.

This was the house she'd found after getting Chen Zhao's job.

At the time, she'd thought that her salary was enough to pay for the house.

Later, she'd been short of money again, but she wasn't willing to move anymore.

She wanted to find someone to share her house with.

Thirty minutes later, there was a knock on Portia's door.

When Portia opened the door, she saw a very petite girl standing outside.

The girl looked to be around twenty years old, but she was around 1.5 meters tall.

"You're …"

"I'm here to look at the house. I might be your partner." The girl wore a loose long-sleeved shirt and hid her hands in her pockets.

Portia saw a sports car parked in front of the villa. It seemed that the girl was quite rich.

"Please come in." Portia let the girl in.

"I'm Zefra," the girl said.

"I'm Portia."

Zefra walked around the room.

Portia introduced the houses to Zefra one by one.

"This house has three bedrooms, each with its own bathroom. Of course, there's also a public bathroom. That's the living room. The kitchen is over there. Water, electricity, and gas are shared equally."

"I don't cook at home," Zefra said.

"Then I'll take care of your breakfast."

"Okay." Zefra nodded.

Zefra didn't realize that she'd fallen into Portia's trap.

Or rather, she wasn't very sensitive to money.

"My room is on the left," Portia said. "You can choose one of the other two. I'm not home most of the time. Even on the weekends, I'm probably working for my stingy vampire boss."

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