Peng Fei's heart trembled again at his words.
Didn't everyone in the country know about the Zhan Group?
Was her family really that rich, famous, and influential?
Had she been such a high and mighty, favored daughter of heaven?
Pity that he was full of love for her, yet had never believed her claims about her background.
It was not so much disbelief as an unwillingness to believe.
He knew he was incompetent, poor, and humble. Judging by her looks alone, she was worlds apart from him. Besides a moment of selfish affection, what else could he use to keep her?
Peng Fei dared not hope to see Zhan Jingchun again anytime soon. Even if he did, what of it?
Although they had once had a child, she was still the haughty eldest young lady, and he was a destitute pauper.
Even if they met again, she still wouldn't even glance at him, let alone speak to him properly.
Even if his heart was full of remorse and he wanted to dig it out to show her, she might not care.
He once again realized the importance of money and wanted to work hard to earn it, to become rich overnight, so that he would have some qualification to beg for her forgiveness.
"Nothing, I just saw it and was asking."
Peng Fei tried to hide his emotions and asked his agent.
"You just said you had a way for me to get rich overnight, is that still valid?"
The agent thought that Peng Fei, with his personality, wouldn't be interested in his proposal, but unexpectedly, he changed his mind so quickly.
"Why the sudden change of heart? Do you really want to earn money that badly?"
Actually, it was a redundant question; from the moment he first saw Peng Fei, his desire for money was written all over his face.
"Yes, I want to earn money. Brother, please help me."
The agent was more than happy. Peng Fei was his man. If he got money, it was equivalent to him getting money, without having to exert himself. How good was that?
He immediately contacted a friend and took him to an exclusive club that ordinary people couldn't access.
Nowadays, with money, not only men play, but women do too.
The business the agent wanted to get him into was for women.
Many young and beautiful wealthy women, for various reasons, chose to spend their nights happily at the club. They were afraid of impurity and had high demands. The club's resident male models were all old hands, and these high-class wealthy women disdained them. They only wanted young and handsome male college students or emerging small models. Peng Fei was perfectly suited for this.
The agent had also gone through several connections to get Peng Fei in, speaking humbly.
He was just supposed to go in and pour drinks for the sisters, provide service, and whether they took a liking to him was another matter. It was giving the boy a chance to show himself.
Peng Fei didn't know what he was supposed to do, but he followed along into the luxurious den of iniquity, feeling anxious and curious.
When the private room door was pushed open, he saw three extremely elegant and sophisticated beauties sitting side by side, and he began to realize something.
He had heard people in the modeling team mention this before. Could it be that the agent was sending him to...
That wouldn't do.
Although Zhan Jingchun and he hadn't registered their marriage and had lost contact now, he had always considered himself a married man. Such betrayal was absolutely unthinkable.
The agent bowed and scraped to greet the beautiful ladies, while he stopped at the door, looking repulsed.
Perhaps he was destined not to earn much money. He wouldn't even dare to imagine such a scene.
Peng Fei was frugal. The Uniqlo hoodie and pants he was wearing now were bought at the agent's insistence for him to meet people.
They were his most presentable clothes, but in such a setting, they were still pitifully shabby.
Chen Jiaojiao, to maintain her clientele, would occasionally organize gatherings and invite influential sisters to have fun.
This gathering today was also organized by her.
Apart from her, the other two were wives with unhappy marriages.
Although they each had their own handsome young men on the side, they still wanted to change things up from time to time.
So when they heard that a newcomer was being sent to entertain them, everyone was very excited.
Glancing at Peng Fei, Mrs. Tang smiled and put down her wine glass.
"Is this the newcomer today? He looks decent. How old is he? How tall? Why are you standing so far away? Come closer and let me see."
Seeing that there was a chance, the agent immediately beckoned to Peng Fei: "I'm talking to you, come over and answer the sister, why are you standing so far away?"
Peng Fei forced himself to take a few steps forward and said hesitantly, "I'm 22 this year, and 187 centimeters tall."
"Oh, your voice is quite pleasant. Only 22?"
Mrs. Tang was clearly showing interest in him.
Chen Jiaojiao, being perceptive, smiled, stood up, and walked over to Peng Fei, looking him up and down.
"He's so stiff in his reactions, looks like he's really new. You kid, you're lucky to have caught Sister Tang's eye as soon as you arrived. You'll have good fortune from now on."
"Why aren't you going over to sit with Sister Tang? What's your name, introduce yourself."
It was exactly what he had thought. Peng Fei felt a genuine sense of resistance.
He knew that doing so would embarrass his agent, even anger him, but he had to tell the truth.
"I'm sorry, sisters. I didn't know I was supposed to do this. I..."
They all looked at him uniformly. Hearing him say sorry, Mrs. Tang was a little surprised.
She had never been at a disadvantage in front of any man, in terms of her figure, appearance, or status. This kid actually didn't like her?
"What do you mean?"
Her face flushed slightly. Her tone was gentle, but her eyes looked coldly at the agent.
The agent hadn't expected Peng Fei to be so uncooperative. He had said he wanted to earn money, and now that he had arranged it with effort, he was backing out at the last minute?
"Sister Tang, don't be angry yet. This child comes from the mountains and hasn't seen the world. It's his first time seeing a beauty like you, so he's bound to be nervous and not know what to say. Give him a chance."
The excuse was perfect. Sister Tang looked at Peng Fei again.
But Peng Fei was still uncooperative: "I am indeed nervous, and it is indeed my first time. I don't know what you want me to do..."
"Pfft!"
The sisters couldn't help but burst into laughter simultaneously.
Sister Tang didn't expect to encounter someone like this one day.
"Where did you find this kid? He's not still a virgin, is he?"
The agent smiled obsequiously and was about to praise Peng Fei, when he spoke again himself.
"No, I'm already married."
"Sisters, I can do whatever you need me to do. I have strength and can endure hardship, but if... I'm sorry."
The private room fell eerily silent. Even the agent was stunned.
Peng Fei was actually married?
This kid, he hadn't said anything before, but now he was saying it, wasn't he intentionally trying to ruin his career?
After a few awkward seconds, the agent, furious, rushed forward to slap Peng Fei, but Mrs. Tang stopped him.
"Don't."
"It's good to tell the truth. I'm not angry, why hit him?"
"You go out first. I'm keeping him."
The agent wasn't sure about the wealthy women's tastes, but seeing that they weren't angry, he breathed a sigh of relief and left with a bow and scrape.
Before leaving, he warned Peng Fei with his eyes not to talk nonsense anymore!
Peng Fei nervously sweated profusely. He didn't know if telling the truth was a good thing or not. He stood dumbfounded, waiting for Mrs. Tang's instructions.
The three wealthy women were clearly very interested in his experience. After the agent left, they gently patted the seat beside them and motioned for him to sit down.
"Don't be afraid, we don't eat people. Come and sit."