Chapter 60 Yes, Ling Yue is indeed fickle.

Ling Yue arrived home safely.

Master Qin followed behind her, his nose in the air, acting quite arrogant.

Today, he finally had a chance to prove his worth.

The Head of Bodyguards followed respectfully behind.

Today was his first time entering the house; previously, he had always been stationed outside the residential area, and he and his team members would only follow when Ling Yue had an outing planned.

Tsk tsk tsk, this isn't just a house; it's a garden estate.

"Miss Ling." Cheng Jiao had changed into professional attire. The moment the elevator doors opened on the first floor, she stood outside and gave a thirty-degree bow to welcome the mistress of the house home.

"Have you chosen your room?" Ling Yue asked her while walking toward the living room.

The No. 2 side building had three suites. It was originally built to host guests, but later Ling Yue thought it could conveniently house the three housekeepers.

"I have already chosen," Cheng Jiao said, her gaze lightly sweeping over the burly man. She knew the middle-aged man was the driver, Master Qin, whom Qu Shu had mentioned, but what was the identity of this muscular man?

Ling Yue didn't say, and Cheng Jiao didn't ask.

Ling Yue sat down in the living room.

Wang Junqi and Luo Shanshan tactfully served small cakes and drinks.

At Ling Yue's gesture, Qu Shu poured some water for the Head of Bodyguards.

"Cheng Jiao, let me introduce you. This is..." Ling Yue hesitated.

Meeting Ling Yue's slightly questioning gaze, the Head of Bodyguards immediately understood. He put down the water glass he had just raised and introduced himself: "My surname is Liang, my name is Liang Hanlin."

Yes, after all this time, Ling Yue still didn't know his name.

Ling Yue continued: "This Captain Liang is a bodyguard I hired..." She relayed the events that happened at the driving school and on the way home to Cheng Jiao.

Cheng Jiao nodded in approval of the handling of the situation. "This matter was entirely the other party's fault. Miss Ling, you don't need to worry. However, knowing oneself and the enemy is very important. Do you need me to investigate the other party's background?"

"You can do that too?" Ling Yue stopped eating her dessert and looked up at her.

A cunning smile spread across Cheng Jiao's face. "I used to come into contact with investigation work quite often. I know some private investigators I've known for a long time who are very reliable; they've never made a single mistake."

Ling Yue narrowed her eyes slightly, understanding clearly in her heart.

"Alright, go ahead and check." After saying that, she paused for a moment and added, "Find out who the other party's competitors and business partners are as well."

"Understood!" Cheng Jiao bowed her head submissively.

A short while later, Qu Shu led the remaining four members of the bodyguard team into the house.

Bodyguard Xiao Ma reported: "Miss Ling, we went to the police station with them and explained the situation truthfully. However, the other party is fully responsible for this incident. Their family members have been notified, and they've stayed behind to be reprimanded.

Since we were the victims, reported it immediately, and even stopped the other party from continuing to street race, we were actually praised by the police."

"Not bad." Ling Yue picked up her phone and transferred 50,000 yuan to Liang Hanlin. "This is a reward, ten thousand for each of you. I don't have any outings planned for the afternoon, so I'm giving you the rest of the day off."

"Thank you, Miss Ling!" Liang Hanlin's smile was so wide it almost hurt.

The other four bodyguards also puffed out their chests excitedly, much like students receiving a 'Three-Good Student' award, walking onto the stage to accept it with the joy and pride of being recognized.

This job is fantastic!

The client requested covert protection, so their work was relatively simple. When nothing was happening, they would just huddle in the car and play cards. Except for today, most of the time they followed at a moderate distance, which could be described as very easy.

Master Qin was taking small sips of his sweet drink when the phone in his trouser pocket suddenly vibrated.

He pulled it out to take a look.

"I have one too!"

A transfer red packet of a full ten thousand yuan!

Master Qin was momentarily thrilled.

Ling Yue scooped out the whole strawberry garnishing the cake and popped it into her mouth. "You drove well today."

Especially at the end, showing off, annoying people, and even gaining resentment value.

"Thank you, Boss!" Master Qin skillfully accepted the transfer and discovered that in the 'Tongfu Inn' group chat, there were 10 more red packets waiting to be claimed.

He clicked in and harvested another small wave.

In just one day, it was comparable to his previous monthly salary.

His wife was right; he must work hard!

Serious industry competition?

Then he would work even harder!

When he had time, he would go get his licenses for trucks and RVs as well. In case the boss wanted to buy an RV to drive, he had to be fully prepared so that someone else wouldn't snatch his job at the last minute!

Forty-five years old is the prime age for striving!

Ling Yue also gave Master Qin the afternoon off.

The group of people left one after another.

"Miss, these are documents sent via flash delivery by the property manager of Yujing No. 1."

Last night, Ling Yue had handed over the basic duties to Cheng Jiao.

The entire morning, Cheng Jiao had been processing various information.

All deliveries for owners of Yujing No. 1 were sent to the guardhouse and then delivered door-to-door by the residential property manager. Cheng Jiao had added the property management's WeChat, and upon learning that a document had been delivered for Jingyu No. 1, she immediately arranged for flash delivery.

Ling Yue took the document, gently tore it open, and took out a royal blue leather... invitation.

"Oh right, I almost forgot. The Chaumet high jewelry exhibition is coming up."

Ling Yue still remembered that when she finished her shopping spree at Chaumet, the Deputy Store Manager had specifically reminded her of the exhibition dates.

Life was too pleasant, making her a bit forgetful; she had completely forgotten about it.

Ling Yue looked at Cheng Jiao and handed her the invitation. "What should I generally pay attention to when attending this kind of exhibition?"

Cheng Jiao scanned it quickly, and the familiar content allowed her to make a judgment rapidly.

"The time you are invited for is April 3rd, which is the opening day of the exhibition.

As far as I know, the opening day is only open to VVIPs whose spending has reached a certain level.

Therefore, everyone attending that day will be wealthy individuals with status and background, or high-level executives from the organizers." (Author's note: Private setting for the plot, don't take it too seriously.)

While Cheng Jiao was speaking, she was also consulting friends in her circle.

She quickly added: "After the opening day exhibition ends, the organizers have arranged an appreciation gala. The scale this time is quite large, with media and celebrities present. I suggest you pay attention to your attire and prepare your funds in advance."

Ling Yue frowned slightly, a change that Cheng Jiao caught.

She asked, "What is Miss worried about?"

"I don't want to be exposed to the media."

Cheng Jiao secretly made a note: Miss hates appearing on camera; pay attention to all work and activities where media is present!

Cheng Jiao then said, "I will communicate with the organizers and media in advance to ensure that no photos containing your image can be published in subsequent promotions.

International big brands always prioritize the client and will take the initiative to protect client privacy. You don't need to worry about this."

It was now the 29th, with only 5 days left until the exhibition.

Cheng Jiao had participated in many such events before. She followed Ling Yue upstairs to the walk-in closet to select a gown.

"These clothes..." Ling Yue hesitated and hung the clothes back in the cabinet.

She had bought several gowns before, but she just hadn't had the chance to wear them.

But she had a hamster-like mentality; from time to time, she would take out the beautiful clothes to look at them and try them on to feel pretty. Consequently, she had developed aesthetic fatigue.

She no longer loved these old clothes, even though she had only bought them ten or so days ago...

Yes, she was just that much of a person who loved the new and loathed the old.

Cheng Jiao was practically Ling Yue's emotional radar. "Miss is not satisfied with these outfits?"

Ling Yue nodded vigorously.

Cheng Jiao smiled. "I have the contact information for some regional managers of major brands. I can have them bring clothing to your home for a fitting. Does Miss need that?"

This also reminded Ling Yue that she was now a VIC for many brands.

However, she was too lazy to contact them.

Now that she had a housekeeper, she wanted to free her hands.

"Which brands are there? Let me see."

Cheng Jiao loved making records and had her own exclusive database.

The records were very comprehensive.

Not only were there brand names, but there were also notes on company popularity, field ranking, and even business content, including image displays of products.

Even though Cheng Jiao had made the records according to her own habits, Ling Yue could understand everything at a glance.

Finally, after picking and choosing: "Ralph Lauren, Elie Saab, Dior, Chanel, M Essential. Have these brands bring clothes, shoes, and bags over."

Accessories would be from Chaumet; after all, she was going to their home turf.

Ling Yue felt curious. "There are a few brands here I probably haven't bought from. Can they provide home fittings without a spending record?"

Cheng Jiao explained with a smile: "In my previous work, I had long-term contact with them. Based on trust and because of my profession, the threshold will be lowered accordingly.

However, if there is no spending record, the minimum spend for a home fitting will double."

Ling Yue: "I accept. No matter how expensive it is, how expensive can it be?"

"I'll trouble Miss to give me a spending range so I can quote them."

"Let's say 100 million."

"...Understood."

To be honest, Cheng Jiao was already immune to large numerical values.

She was now worried whether these few stores could scrape together 100 million worth of products.