Ye Shaohua could rise to fame because luck and ability were both indispensable.
That year, countless people, openly and covertly, numerous bosses hinted to Ye Shaohua, but were all deftly handled by the agent.
Speaking of which, it had been two years, and Sister Jiang still didn't know if Ye Shaohua had any friends or family.
At the moment, seeing Ye Shaohua walking towards a group of people in black clothes, Sister Jiang was somewhat worried.
The Ye Shaohua she was concerned about had already approached the group of people in black.
"Miss Ye." The leader of the people in black looked at Ye Shaohua, his eyes filled with reverence, his voice somewhat low.
Ye Shaohua's face was slightly cold, and she nodded faintly, "Where is he?"
"The master is waiting for you in room A19 upstairs," the man in black spoke softly.
Ye Shaohua walked directly towards room A19.
The door to the room wasn't locked.