Transmigration: Lady Chi Woos The Ice cold Professor Jun
Chapter 583: Clear out a building

Chapter 583: Clear out a building

"How many invitations are you looking for president Qin?"

"I need at least twenty to thirty, some of my rookies should get a chance to show up and get their faces plastered out there. Should I prepare some cash?" Qin Meng was not new to such events in their line of business.

When well known celebrities held such parties, everyone in their industry that wanted to be seen as relevant attended however there was often a price to pay for these invitations. Especially the little known, upcoming and struggling wannabe celebrities.

"I would say that there is no cash needed since we are friends but business is business, I will charge you a small fee of one hundred thousand per invite."

"Ho, little sister," President Qin sounded surprised at the price she was being charged. "What happened to the friends and family discount?"

"Older sister, I don’t manage the entertainment company, if you want a discount I might be able to put in a good word for you but it will not be that big even then. What’s your offer?"

"Fifty per head." Qin Meng replied.

"Go higher." Chi Lian answered.

"Haena and those at her level have free entry, eighty for A level celebrities, seventy for B, sixty for C and fifty for D. It’s the standard price, in the industry."

"I am going to send you a number of someone at the company, you can talk to this person. She had to divert the money to the entertainment company since it was the one which was technically throwing the party.

Satisfied by this response, Qin Meng was finally contented. "Thank you, I will send you a big basket of fruits, oh is it okay if my people outshine yours?"

Chi Lian smirked, and she accepted the challenge. "Bring it on, bye bye."

She put her phone down and poured herself a cup of coffee from the flask, ignoring the new small heap of paperwork on her desk which had arrived within the time she has stepped out.

On top of the paperwork was an invitation to this year’s chamber of commerce awards. She had been nominated in the start up business of the year, not her specifically but her company Phoenix media. The invitation was sent because she had won, and the black tie event would be held over the weekend.

"Looks like I am going to need a dress." she mumbled.

"From the mall or Chian Ximeng?" T4 asked.

"Let me contact Ximeng first but if she says that she is busy I will go with the mall."

"If you plan to attend Wu Liang’s event you are going to need two dresses." T4 reminded her. It was supposed to be an all white party, there would be lights, paparazzi and cameras, it was a given that the celebrities would be dressed to kill.

But she had no plans to attend that party visibly, "I will be attending as the invisible woman who will be swiping phones and when I finish my task, I will be at home with my husband and children. Maybe we could go out for dinner as a family."

"Children yes, husband no," T4 told her. "According to his schedule he will be out of the country at the time. He has a three day business trip planned, he will be going to the lovely kingdom of Spain. Just a heads up, something that your people have not mentioned, Yan Daya seems to be clearing up her schedule, three days exactly at the same time as our Muyang. Oh, you also have a new mission."

Closing her eyes, for a few seconds, Chi Lian leaned back in her chair and spun herself around slowly for a few seconds. She digested T4’s news about Yan Daya and she compartmentalized it, locking it away for the time being. It was plain as day that Yan Daya maybe, planned on following her husband to remedy her failure from the last time.

"Has she booked any trips yet?"

"No, if she has it’s under a different name, not hers."

"Does it make me jealous or petty if I evaporate her for lusting after my husband?" Would it be overkill, like bringing a knife to a gun fight. She did not want to simply kill Yan Daya the woman that had the most vile inhumane plans in the world for her children, she needed her to suffer. She had not shared that footage of what had been discussed in the crown princess’s room with Muyang because if she did Yan Daya’s corpse would be discovered a few hours after she told him.

No, she wanted that woman alive, it might be cruel and she did not want to be an evil person but the things Yan Daya wanted to be done to her children, Chi Lian wanted done to her. An eye for an eye, a taste of her own bitter medicine.

"Will you be following your husband on that trip?" T4 asked.

"I don’t know yet, I need him to tell me about the trip first otherwise he might not be so appreciative of me keeping an eye on his schedule and tracking most of his movements." What would he possibly think?

"He does the same for you." T4 said.

"And I pretend not to know because he does it for my safety, also, when I ask a question related to the men he has trailing me he never hesitates to explain why. I on the other hand monitor him secretly with a drone camera and your hacking skills. He does not invade my privacy like you did when you checked his schedule."

If anyone compared their actions or weighed them on a scale, she would be the worse party.

She took a look at the mission on the virtual panel.

Mission: Clear out building 106 on East Shichahai street in a satisfactory way.

Time Limit: Two weeks.

Reward: Knowledge on cloning.

Failure: Running stomach for one month.

"You are up to the same old tricks I see, using my body to make me do as you please." she said.

Then, she typed the address which had been given by the system, to see what was the big deal with the building that the system wanted her to clear out.

"I already researched, it’s a den of thieves, human traffickers, prostitutes and all sorts of human filth." T4 announced to her. Images of the building as well appeared on her virtual screen. The fifty foot story building stood on the old cultural street in the capital which was a business hub for dealers in antiques, paintings, calligraphy, writing brushes, buddha statues and all sorts of treasure. Sixty percent of the things on the cultural street were fake, many criminals hid themselves in this place, using the cover of antique dealing to commit financial related crimes, counterfeiting and smuggling. Most respectable antique dealers had abandoned this street for the catacombs.

This one building 106 in particular seemed to stand at the center of all this crime. It was filled with loan sharks, and small shady real estate agencies and in the night, it turned into a brothel.

A place like this had to have been investigated by the police many times before, why was it still standing and why did it have to be her to clear it out?

"Why__, why do I have to do this? Are you the police system?" she asked,