Dear Commander-in-Chief



Wang Chunhua was rendered speechless by Feng Chu’s casual words and almost died from anger on her desk.

“Feng Chu, you -- you B * Tch!”

She waited for Feng Chu to leave in the elevator in her high heels before she managed to squeeze out a few words.

“HMPH, what kind of client can this B * Tch Feng Chu have? It’s impossible for her to have male clients, and even more impossible for her to have female clients!”

Just as she was throwing a tantrum, Wang Chunhua’s assistant quietly came in and reported, “Sister Hua, I heard that Yun Xiaoqiao has accepted a big advertisement for a million yuan, and there’s even a new client who invited her to attend a brand cocktail party tonight...”

Wang Chunhua was very alert. “What client? Are You Blind? You’re actually looking for a c-list actress? Do you think our Gong Xiaoxiao and Luo Meili don’t exist? !”

The assistant shook his head helplessly. “I don’t know. I heard that the big boss only invited Yun Xiaoqiao to our starry sky entertainment. On the other hand, other companies have invited many models and celebrities...”

“Who’s The Boss?”

“I don’t know... I only heard that someone called him master jiu... the company deals in imported high-end alcohol. I’ve never heard of him before...”

“Who cares about Master Jiu?”Wang Chunhua slammed the table. “Where is he? Let’s go and take a look!”

The assistant scratched his head. “He’s at Imperial song. But, Sister Hua, we don’t have an invitation. It would be embarrassing if we were kicked out...”

Wang Chunhua glared. “As an agent, how can you not know how to Act? You Can’t even get into a cocktail party. You can just go home and grow corn!”

On the other side, Wang Chunhua and her assistant racked their brains to get into the party to find out what was going on.

On the other side, Feng Chu had already gracefully arrived at the venue of the party.

At dusk, the party had just started. The venue was the open-air swimming pool on the top floor of Emperor’s song. The surroundings were beautifully decorated, and flowers, candles, and champagne filled the venue as if they were free.

The people attending the party were mostly female celebrities and models, as well as some businessmen who had business dealings with them.

The men were all in suits, while the women were all in evening gowns.

Feng Chu, who was wearing a silk white shirt and long pants, was particularly eye-catching.

She constantly attracted the attention of the crowd.

Feng Chu was born into a wealthy family, and the Feng family was very powerful in the capital. The high-end events they had seen were much more luxurious than this.

So, no matter how many people looked at her, she was calm and composed.

Casually holding a glass of champagne, she walked along the pool towards the depths of the crowd.

Usually, the host of the cocktail party would be on the Golden Velvet Sofa at the end of the pool, receiving visits from all sides -- that’s right, even a place like Emperor’s song, where rich people played, Feng Chu was extremely familiar with it.

But this time, she had guessed wrong.

Walking to the end of the pool, beside the Golden Velvet Sofa, there were already many small celebrity company owners who had gathered. A woman who looked like a secretary was entertaining them.

Feng Chu was stunned.

Why was this winery’s big boss acting out of the ordinary today?

“Where’s your boss?”She asked the secretary.

The secretary politely said, “You’re Miss Feng Chu, right? Please wait over there.”

The Secretary pointed to a staircase on the side of the top floor, where they could climb up to the highest rooftop of the building.

The other guests were unhappy:

“Why is this Miss Feng treated differently from us?”

“Is your boss waiting for her up there?”

“We want to go too!”

The secretary quickly comforted everyone. “Don’t worry, don’t worry. Our CEO will come and personally entertain everyone later. As for this Miss Feng Chu, because her artiste will be working with our company, we invited her up to have a talk first.”