Chapter 27 The Women of Noble Villas

I immediately became interested, "What's so special about it?"

Old Liu scratched his head, "It's full of women, and they're all mistresses of big shots. Can you imagine that?"

"What?" I looked at Nie Xiaochun, puzzled. "Didn't you say it was an old residential area?"

Nie Xiaochun was also confused. "Yeah! That's right! Think about it, if it wasn't an old building, how could Xie Sanbao have negotiated the demolition?"

If big shots want to keep mistresses, shouldn't they get a villa or a new apartment complex at least? Keeping them in an old building? That doesn't make sense!

Old Liu shrugged. "I mean, they used to be mistresses of big shots, but the people who kept them have all fallen from grace. As for why they're all concentrated in that place, Zhao Ci hasn't figured it out either."

"But when I was doing feng shui for someone, I heard something."

"Someone mentioned Noble Villas to me, saying that the people living there are all jinxes. Those big shots started to lose their luck after they met the women there."

"They were telling it to me as a joke at the time, and I didn't pay much attention to it. I only remembered it now, so I'm telling you."

I couldn't help but ask, "Eighteen households, are all eighteen women like that?"

"No, no, no..." Old Liu shook his head. "Only two or three households, maybe. Legends aren't accurate. Sometimes things get more and more exaggerated as they're passed down."

"Oh!" I responded to Old Liu, but I was thinking to myself.

Although legends aren't reliable, there's no such thing as a baseless legend in the world. There's no smoke without fire. No matter how exaggerated the legend is, it has some basis in reality.

I rolled my eyes and said, "Okay, Lin Zhao and I will go take over the gatehouse. Leng Gou and Feng Ruoxing will pretend to be from the demolition company. I'll leave today, and you guys wait until Xie Sanbao has settled things."

I had a plan when I arranged that.

If the women of Noble Villas are really as Old Liu said, I definitely won't be able to handle them.

I used to chat with Old Liu, and I asked him, "Are those power struggles in TV dramas real?"

Old Liu told me very clearly: Women who can be mistresses of big shots are not simple characters. In today's terms: you can't follow the boss with just looks.

Women who want to follow the boss must not only be beautiful, but also have intelligence and emotional intelligence.

There are many beautiful women around those bosses. They are generous when they are looking for something new, but after the novelty wears off, even the most beautiful woman is just a woman.

The women that the boss keeps around are either able to hold his heart and are his confidantes, or they are relied upon by him and treated as his right-hand men.

My former boss had such women around him.

Since Old Liu has said so, why would I cause trouble for myself and go fight wits with them?

Let Leng Gou handle this!

I can't let him trick me all the time; I have to trick him once too.

Ye Yang didn't seem to see through my thoughts, and he nodded in agreement.

I ran off with Lin Zhao, not giving Ye Yang a chance to regret it.

Noble Villas was indeed very remote. There were no other houses around, and all you could see were Western-style buildings surrounded by courtyard walls.

Those pseudo-Russian buildings, not to mention before the founding of the country, even in the early days of the founding of the country, were not houses that ordinary people dared to dream of.

Behind the houses was a small hill, and you couldn't see anything on it except trees. From the perspective of the art of divination, this was not a feng shui treasure land.

Of course, it's also not suitable for building temples.

There's a saying: ancient temples are hidden in the deep mountains. It means that most temples are built in the mountains.

One is for the monks to practice in peace, and the other is to add to the mystery of the ancient temple.

Although Noble Villas wasn't built on the side of the road, it couldn't be called secretive. If the Zanglong Temple was also here, wouldn't that mean that the Zanglong Temple's location was not well chosen?

I gave Lin Zhao a look and went straight to the gatehouse to find the old gatekeeper, Old Lu. The other party looked at me with dim eyes and said, "So young to be a gatekeeper? What a pity. Wouldn't it be more profitable to find something else to do than being a gatekeeper?"

"Isn't it because I can't find a job for the time being? I can't just starve to death at home, can I?" I said with a smile, but my eyes were wandering around the room.

Besides two beds and some daily necessities, there wasn't even a talisman in the gatehouse. It didn't look like a place where a master of the art of divination would live in seclusion.

Old Lu babbled for a while and said, "There's not much work here. You don't have to stay here all day. Just come back before five o'clock in the evening to close the gate."

"Remember, after the gate is closed at five o'clock, no one from outside is allowed to enter, and no one from inside is allowed to leave. Even if the house is on fire, you can't open the gate, understand?"

I deliberately asked, "What's the reason for that? If the house is on fire, shouldn't we find someone to put it out?"

Old Lu glanced at me and said, "I'm just saying that. I mean to tell you not to open the door. At night, you don't have to go out on patrol, just stay in the house and sleep. Don't worry if you hear people fighting in the courtyard. It's nothing."

I took the opportunity to ask, "So, I can earn money just by sleeping? If someone fighting isn't a big deal, what is?"