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Tajiguri called, sounding frantic: "Didn't I say not to let Ayishamu come over? How did she end up here anyway? Do you know that this could put her in danger?"
I understood the words, but at that moment, I was just as suspicious of Tajiguri's motives as Ayishamu was.
Batu was busy with something in his office, and I was in the lounge feeling troubled. Tajiguri arrived, not even glancing at me, swaying her hips and walking in her high heels directly into Batu's office. About ten minutes later, Batu called me in. Tajiguri's skirt was wrinkled, and I pretended to know nothing and saw nothing.
Batu instructed me, "Miss Tajiguri is going out to take care of some matters; you will accompany her." He then waved his hand, signaling us to leave.
In the underground parking lot, I pressed the remote, and the Mercedes-Benz emitted a beeping sound.
Tajiguri in the back seat seemed to act as if she had never met me before, frowning as she ordered, "Go to the City Electric Company."
I was eager to know what had happened to her, but she lowered her head and played with her phone, not giving me a chance to speak. My phone buzzed with a text message, and I picked it up to see it was from Tajiguri. What the hell? Why would someone need to send a text when we're sitting right next to each other in the car?
The text message contained only one line: "Don't ask anything, there is a dashcam in the car." I broke out in a cold sweat.
When we arrived at the electricity bureau building, she sat in the car making a phone call: "Director Gou, it's Tajiguri. It's only been a few days since we last met, and you've already forgotten me."
The voice was sweet to the point of being cloying.
"Oh, you're in a meeting... How about this, I'll wait for you at the café downstairs... Will it take long? No problem, I'll wait as long as it takes!" She hung up the phone with a flirtatious "mm-hmm." Then she turned to me seriously and said, "Saidar, the boss is still in a meeting. Let's go rest at that café over there."
I suppressed the countless questions and frustrations swirling in my mind. As I came out of the parking lot and turned the corner, I grabbed Tajiguri and asked, "Tell me, what on earth is going on?"
She suddenly pushed me away, saying, "Be mindful of your status and keep your distance from me!"
I could hear the sound of my own teeth grinding.
We drank coffee, very bitter, bitter to the core.
Her phone rang, and as she pressed the answer button, she also hit the record button. "Director Gou, are you ready yet? People have been waiting for you for almost two hours!"
On the other end was a man: "Baby, I'm sorry. I miss you too, but the deputy mayor is here to inspect work, and I really can't get away... I heard you got a new shipment in tonight?"
Tajiguri didn't look at me and continued to flirt with the person on the phone, "There are more than twenty of them, and each one is prettier and more charming than I am."
The man's flirtatiousness almost overflowed from the phone: "But I still like to see you dancing traditional dance with your body bare..."
She stood up expressionlessly: "Let's go, back to the office. I still need to prepare for the evening Cocktail party."
Before five o'clock in the evening, the parking lot in front of the Heavenly Abode was already filled with luxury cars. The banquet hall on the first floor was bustling with people. More than twenty newly hired beautiful women, having heard that these distinguished guests were there for them, eagerly donned their formal attire, waiting to showcase their shining moments. At six o'clock, I saw Tajiguri being called to the room where those guests were resting.
A character like me is not allowed in. At six-thirty, the door to the VIP lounge opened, and Batu Hai, Tajiguri, and Public Relations Manager Zhao Yingying led a group of men who were either potbellied, slick-haired, or adorned with large gold chains and small gold watches. At the staff's invitation, Ayishamu and others were guided to sit beside different men.
At seven o'clock, the Public Relations Manager, who was serving as the host, spoke: "Thank you to all the distinguished guests for taking the time out of your busy schedules to attend the newcomer onboarding cocktail party at Heavenly Abode. Now, let us first invite Miss Tajiguri, our leading female role from the Heavenly Abode Entertainment Department, to perform a folk dance for everyone."
My heart raced; I had no idea what would happen next.
Dajiguli took the stage, dressed just as she was when I first met her.
Tajiguri bowed to the audience and said, "Dear new colleagues and guests, ever since I joined Heavenly Abode, many fans have hoped that I could do a live stream on short video platforms. Today, during this wonderful moment, please allow me to fulfill this long-held wish. Thank you all!"
At her gesture, two staff members placed a tripod in a suitable position on the stage.
As the sound of the dombra began to play, Tajiguri danced with lively steps, her movements light and agile. Each action was vibrant and graceful, as if every part of her body was equipped with springs. She raised her eyebrows, moved her eyes, swayed her head and neck, clapped her hands, and snapped her fingers, showcasing the elegant lines of a woman's figure.
As the applause rose, many men in the audience looked on in astonishment. The Public Relations Manager took the stage and exchanged a few words with Tajiguri before smiling and announcing, "Now, we have twenty thousand fans watching our live broadcast, and the number is still climbing. Next, please welcome our new employee representative, Miss Ayishamu, who is also from the border region, to perform 'Tangbohan'! Let's give her a round of applause!"
As Tajiguri was leaving the stage, he connected something to the live streaming phone, but no one paid any attention.
Ayishamu has arrived in traditional ethnic attire, accompanied by piano music. Ayishamu's sweet voice immediately captivates the audience:
Tang Bo'er,
With a fan hanging from her waist,
A fan is fanning towards Turpan,
In front is the Great River,
...
Ayishamu sang and danced, holding her head high, chest out, and waist straight. Her graceful movements exuded a natural and innocent beauty. I noticed a lewd smile subtly appearing on Batu's face. As the song came to an end, Ayishamu descended from the stage, surrounded by countless men's gazes.
Next, each newcomer will take the stage to showcase their signature performances.
The Public Relations Manager takes the stage again: "Now, let's switch the live stream to the big screen so that all our guests can witness the grandeur of Miss Tajiguri's live broadcast!"
The screen switched to the currently trending live streaming platform. However, surprisingly, the footage did not show the Cocktail party scene, but instead featured Tajiguri sitting there and speaking confidently:
“...Dear family members, Heavenly Abode is not a properly functioning business at all. It is involved in gambling, prostitution, and drugs. With every recruitment, dozens of young girls are subjected to harm and exploitation. Today, there is yet another welcome Cocktail party. At this Cocktail party, these new female employees will be drugged and then sent to the beds of those so-called guests present here...”
As the camera turned, it switched to a scene in the lounge where these VIPs were talking recklessly:
"I want the one with the biggest chest!"
"I want the one with the longest legs!"
"double eyelid, no one can compete with me for the fairest skin!"
"Bring me three of the most powerful pills, I'm going to party until I drop today..."
Beneath the appearance of righteousness lies all kinds of filth.
The following comments are one after another:
What " Heavenly Abode," it should be called heaven's thunderous wrath!
There's no justice, utterly shameless!
Police uncle, come and catch them! I've already taken a screenshot, those stinky men can't escape!
Dare to expose the dark beauty, be careful of your safety! I report that the backstage of Heavenly Abode is the top leader of Jiangcheng ××××, who is in charge of public security, justice...
The hall was filled with silence, everyone staring blankly at the big screen displaying the constantly refreshing number of people entering the live stream and the comments.
"Turn it off, turn it off, quickly!" Batu Hai shouted hysterically, while Zhao Yingying, as if waking from a dream, rushed to remove the live streaming equipment.
Then chaos ensued; the girls began to leave recklessly, and the men also hurriedly made their exit in a state of panic.
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