It seems that Yueying had expected that Zhao Tiezhu would ask such a question. So I just smiled, drank the wine again and put the cup on the table.

"My real identity is, of course, the president of Jinzun Hotel." Yueying smiled and looked at Zhao Tiezhu.

But Zhao Tiezhu didn't mean to be joking.

"You know I'm not talking about that."

Looked very seriously at the woman sitting across from him. Zhao Tiezhu only felt that this woman was not simple.

"Come on, don't mess with you. It's true that Jinzun Hotel is mine. Of course, I'm also a puppet mechanic. Yueying said, then stretched out her slender finger...