Madam Li’s Identity Is Exposed Again!

She arrived at the Imperial Banquet Hotel with the invitation letter in hand.

The reception waiter checked her invitation letter and said with a hint of disdain in his eyes, “Please go to the private room on the left.”

“Left? Which side is left? Don’t you have anyone here to show me the way?” Chi Ya lifted her chin with full arrogance.

To her surprise, the waiter said unapologetically, “Sorry, we don’t have anyone to show guests to their rooms.”

“What kind of attitude is that?” Chi Ya rebuked angrily.

The waiter maintained his disdainful demeanor and apologized carelessly, “Sorry, Miss, it’s our rule not to guide guests. If Miss can’t find the private room, she can call the people inside to come out and meet her.”

He had seen many such peripheral girls, but he hadn’t expected to encounter such a brash one today.

Ha, no matter how brash, she’s still just a peripheral girl, a worn-out woman played by men, thinking she’s some young lady!

Just as Chi Ya was about to explode, a bald man came over and asked, “What’s going on, why so loud?”

“Ah, Brother He, it’s you. Look at this Miss, is she your person?” The waiter seemed to be familiar with the man who arrived, greeted him cordially, and asked while pointing at Chi Ya.

The man called Brother He was an agent from the Model Agency, who looked Chi Ya over and said with confusion, “No, I don’t know her. Indeed, I’m missing someone who hasn’t arrived yet, named Susu.”

Finally finding some backup, Chi Ya hurriedly said, “I am Susu.”

“No, that’s not right, I am the person replacing Susu, my name is Chi Ya. Susu is unwell today and asked me to fill in for her.”

“Why didn’t she tell me earlier that she was unwell?” Agent He was not too happy, but after eyeing Chi Ya up and down like inspecting merchandise, and seeing her curvaceous figure and not too shabby looks, he loosened up and said, “Alright, you then. Follow me, Director Feng and the others have been waiting for a long time.”

Chi Ya had never been treated with such an attitude before, but she was in need of money and had to endure it.

She took off her sunglasses and followed behind Agent He, carefully making her way into a large private room.

The large private room was about seventy to eighty square meters, with a circular sofa and a KTV set-up that had everything.

Quite a few people had already arrived in the private room, including over a dozen men and about the same number of beautifully dressed, scantily clad beauties, nearly every man accompanied by a woman. Inside was filled with swirling cigarette smoke and a pungent scent. Chi Ya saw several men getting handsy with the girls next to them.

She crinkled her eyebrows in disgust, just about to emphasize to Agent He that she was only there to drink and eat, not anything else. Then she saw Agent He walk over to an older man inside, laughing obsequiously, “Director Feng, our Susu is sick, she’s not feeling well, so her friend came instead today.”

He turned his head towards Chi Ya, who stood there like a log, slightly dissatisfied but quickly masked by a smile and flattered, “Director Feng, this is fresh goods, why don’t you give her a try?”

Director Feng, with the full name Feng San, was well-connected in the circle, with influence in both the underworld and legitimate society. Holding a cigar in one hand, he lifted his head to glance at Chi Ya, gave her an evaluative look, and said, “Let her come over.”

Agent He gave Chi Ya a significant look.

Chi Ya unwillingly moved slowly over, managing to squeeze out a smile, and greeted the man nervously, “Good day, Director Feng, I’m called Chi Ya.”