"Ms. Floyd, this company treats you like family! After the IPO, you'll be a founding elder. You'll achieve financial freedom! We're just in the darkness before the dawn right now. We have to break through it together!"
Now he drove a Porsche and lived in a luxury flat.
I was still making 4,500.
If I got sick, a single month of medical bills would wipe out my earnings.
Haohhao attended the kindergarten near the residential complex. Ten-minute walk—not far. The round trip took half an hour at most.
After picking him up, I took him to the commercial street to buy the meat Joanna demanded. While waiting for the elevator, I ran into an older neighbor from the 7th floor bringing her granddaughter home.
She chatted me up. "You're the nanny hired by the family on the 11th floor, right? I see you all the time." She leaned in conspiratorially. "To be honest, you're a smart girl. You know there's money in nannying. The one my family hired doesn't even do overnights, and she costs me 6,500. I see you leaving at ten every night. You must be making eight or nine thousand, easy."
The polite smile on my face froze.
I gave a vague, noncommittal response.