Ye Que?
Upon hearing the woman calling out Ye Que, the restaurant manager was taken aback.
Others might not know, but having worked at this restaurant for three years, he certainly knew his own boss's name.
His heart skipped a beat, guessing—could the Ye Que the woman was referring to be the big boss behind the scenes?
It must not be, it simply couldn't be.
This woman looked just like those dressed up as faux rich beauties who came here to hook up with the big boss.
Right, she was probably just bluffing, pretending to speak so loudly on the phone to scare them, wasn't she?
The restaurant manager didn't bother further, leading the waiter away with him.
At this moment in the restaurant, at a not-so-far distance, sat a few sparse customers.
It seemed that after the commotion caused by the waiter, the looks people gave Chi Zaozao were full of contempt and mockery.
Chi Zaozao felt embarrassed; wherever she went, she seemed to become the center of attention for the public.
