I Transmigrated as the Antagonists' Mother!

171 Doing Publicity

After hearing Fanny’s praise, Vivian’s mood, which had been a little irritable from work, improved a lot. “He’s just too sensible. Sometimes I hope he can be a little willful.”

Fanny’s mouth twitched. She felt like she was showing off in a low-key manner. In the families she had worked in, most of the time, the parents had fight with their children. She was tired of watching from the side. This was also one of the main reasons why she was unmarried and without children.

As a housekeeper, Fanny had seen a lot of sweet things before marriage and all kinds of arguments after marriage. In the end, she came to the conclusion that it was most comfortable to live alone.

The words that seemed to be showing off in low-key manner were actually what Vivian wanted to say from the bottom of her heart. Sensible children were generally suppressing their own needs, which then developed an inferiority complex and became a personality that was pleasing to the eye.

After getting along for a few months, Leon’s inferiority complex wasn’t as strong as before. However, Vivian had never seen him make any excessive requests. This meant he was still suppressing himself. He didn’t even dare to mention it to her, afraid she would get angry.

Vivian also knew that these things couldn’t be rushed. What she had to do was to give Leon enough love to give him a sense of security. Thinking that Fanny had worked in so many families and had seen many problems in other families even if she wasn’t a mother, she began to talk to Fanny about parenting.

Although her interaction with Leon had begun to show some results, Vivian still knew herself well. She had only been a mother for a few months and was still a newbie. The two babies in her belly were about to come out and meddle in her affairs. She had to shoulder the side mission of saving the three villains. She had a great responsibility!

The next morning, the big group set off at the same time as yesterday.

When Vivian arrived at the market, the people Jobs had contacted were already waiting at the stall.

They were all young men around the age of 20. Perhaps due to economic poverty, the people here were all malnourished. They were all very thin and not tall, most of them around 170cm.

Jobs was paying everyone a salary of 5500 dollars per day according to the market price here. That was 1 yuan in Chinese currency. It might seem small, but the purchasing power here was enough to cover the cost of three meals a day for ordinary people. Of course, it was the simplest meal without meat.

The most important thing was that the job was easy. All they had to do was wave the sign around in their hands. Everyone was very satisfied with the jobdesk. Furthermore, Vivian had given them lunch, which made these young men feel that they had to perform well and strive to get the job for the next few days.

After everyone received their sign from the stalls, they set off to work.

Not long after the promotion began, some people saw the little knowledge on identifying fake raw stones on the sign and took the initiative to approach them. These were connections that might be useful in the future. Most of them were received by Jobs. Ever since he started his own business two years ago, jobs had not come to M Country again. He did not have as much information as these senior executives or small bosses who came at least once or twice a year.

Vivian still followed the principle of dressing up in a low-key manner the day before. She listened quietly, and many people thought she was just an ordinary staff member.

At first, everything was going quite smoothly. In the afternoon, a market manager and a few security guards with sticks drove all the young men who raised the sign back to the Gold and Jade Jewelry stall.

The security guards were wearing military green uniforms and a uniform hat on their heads. The leading market manager looked to be in his thirties and wore a pair of sunglasses. He was not tall but very strong. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and cargo pants. However, no matter how they were dressed and what their positions were, they were all wearing flip-flops on their feet.

“Who’s the person in charge here?” the leading guards asked loudly.

Jobs got up before Vivian and greeted him. “I’m the General Manager of Gold and Jade Jewelry, Jobs.”

The guard smiled slightly and took two steps forward to hold Jobs’ hand. “Hello, Mr. Jobs, my name is Gu Jue Tun.”

After Jobs greeted Gu Jue Tun, he did not ask about the dozen or so young people who were caught. Instead, he looked at him and the security guards with a puzzled expression. “May I know what business you have here? ”