The women in the control group became popular in military variety shows

It is already a great honor for a great director like Director Zhang to invite him to meet him at a banquet. This is also the reason why he didn't let go of any role, but just invited him to dinner. Sister Wang did not dare to slack off at all.

Mao Yuning's face remained calm, and he reached out to shake hands with him, with a smile on his lips: "Director Zhang, I have admired your name for a long time."

"Don't dare to be, dare not be, Miss Mao's reputation is bigger than me now." Director Zhang half-jokingly said.

Mao Yuning thought that he was speaking politely, and was thinking about how to answer, when the other two men in the box came up and stretched out their hands to her, quite scrambling for the first.

If Director Zhang's attitude is still in the range of enthusiasm, the attitude of these two is obviously a bit too much.

There are only three men in the box, and the rest are actresses with exquisite makeup.

You guessed right, these two are film producers and investors?

Mao Yuning looked at the man who grinned a little and his arms were trembling: "..."

Seeing Mao Yuning's strange expression, Director Zhang hurriedly introduced the two, one is a big entrepreneur and the other is a well-known producer, their identities match.

After Mao Yuning stretched out his hand to meet them, the other female artists who were sitting just nodded at her as a greeting.

It is normal for female stars to compete for beauty, and Mao Yuning returned a reserved and polite smile to them.

After sitting down in the seat, Mao Yuning seemed to have noticed something, and looked up in one direction.

The girl sitting next to Mr. Wang was also taken aback for a moment, realizing that she had been staring at him for too long, she pouted and turned her eyes away.

"What's wrong with Ningning?" Seeing her disgusted face, Mr. Wang asked cautiously.

Zhou Ning leaned on the chair, glanced at the bowls and chopsticks in front of her, pulled her lips and wrote lightly: "Aren't you eating, why haven't the dishes been served yet?"

"Yes, serve the food, serve the food quickly." Boss Wang didn't know who offended the eldest lady, so he just coaxed them.

The door of the box was pushed open, and the waiters rushed in, and all kinds of exquisite delicacies were presented on the table. Mr. Wang's first chopsticks were to pick up vegetables for Zhou Ning.

Zhou Ning's cold face: "Don't pinch, I've changed my taste."

The other female artists were not familiar with each other. Seeing this scene, they looked at each other with unclear expressions in their eyes.

While everyone was guessing about the relationship between Zhou Ning and President Wang, the producer reached out to pick up the serving chopsticks on the table, put another dish for Zhou Ning, and said carefully: "Miss Zhou, you can try this dish, yes The signboard of this store."

Zhou Ning nodded coldly, drank the red wine without saying a word, didn't move her chopsticks, and didn't make a sound.

Director Zhang chuckled, and said, "Why do you put meat on Ms. Zhou, little girls don't like meat."

"Oh, I don't like meat. How can I not like meat if I'm so thin...then eat salad." Boss Wang hurriedly ordered a salad to be served, wiping the sweat from his forehead frequently.

The care of the three bosses finally eased Zhou Ning's face a lot.

Other female artists had somewhat guessed about her identity.

There are rich people everywhere in Haidu, and there are countless big and small families. Wang is always regarded as a leader in a certain industry, worth tens of billions. Who else can he take care of, except for the Zhou family who frequently appears in financial news?

They came to compete for roles, what is Miss Zhou doing here?
The table was full of gold and jade, but the female artists only cared about drinking water, and very few people moved their chopsticks.

When the atmosphere was harmonious, the female artists picked up their wine glasses one after another, and respected the three of them, Zhou Ning's identity. They did not dare to offend Zhou Ning, so they all saluted together.

Liquor has a high alcohol content, Mr. Wang and the other three graciously advised them to drink less,
Zhou Ning just nodded with a cold face.

In the end, Mao Yuning was the only one left who did not get up to toast.

It turned out to be fighting for the role, so one should have the attitude of fighting for the role. Mao Yuning picked up the white wine in front of him, raised his glass to the three, and after a circle, he looked at Zhou Ning: "This glass of wine is also to Miss Zhou..."

The corners of Zhou Ning's lips curled into a smile that looked more like disdainful arrogance, and her eyes glanced aside, not responding at all.

"Miss Li, Miss Yang..." Mao Yuning toasted all the female artists she knew present in a glass of wine, and then lifted the glass and drank it all in one gulp.

The corners of Zhou Ning's haughty lips were stiff, and her face became visibly colder.

Her palm fell on the table, and there was a 'snap', and she looked at Mao Yuning with a faint smile: "Director Zhang's film is a literary film, which may not be suitable for Miss Mao."

Everyone was taken aback, no one expected Zhou Ning to be so merciless.

The female artist realized that she couldn't hide the joy on her face.

Mao Yuning is their biggest competitor, once she is out, any of them may win this role.

Many people looked at Mao Yuning's face, gloating.

Just as Mao Yuning put down his wine glass, when he heard this sentence, he raised his eyes and looked over, his bright eyes smirked slightly, and he said casually: "Really?"

Zhou Ning pretended to be calm, ignored Mr. Wang's hints, folded her arms around her chest, and said with a smile on her face: "I heard that Miss Mao played beautifully with a long stick in a variety show, and this box is quite spacious. You can play for a while, so that Director Zhang and the others can see your talent, and they can consider using you in the next Kung Fu movie."

It was too much, Mr. Wang's kind smile disappeared, and he reminded in a deep voice: "Ningning..."

The producer and director Zhang had headaches on their faces, and they didn't dare to interrupt.

At this moment, everyone can see Zhou Ning's hostility towards Mao Yuning. Although they don't know how Mao Yuning offended Miss Zhou, they all know that Mao Yuning's popularity is not long.

With the strength of the Zhou family, it only takes one word to make any company in the entertainment industry dare not use her.

"Then who..." Mao Yuning took a serious look at her after listening to her, and said with narrowed eyes, "Miss Zhou, right?"

Zhou Ning: "..."

Everyone: "..."

"Miss Zhou seems to be paying attention to me. She knows that I am not suitable for literary films, and also knows that I do have a lot of flair." Mao Yuning chuckled and tutted.

"What did you say?" Zhou Ning's eyes flashed sharply with a ridiculous expression.

Sister Wang's fat body trembled.

Director Zhang is different from the producer. The two who were still holding their heads in a headache just now put down their arms at some point. After looking at each other for a second, they all looked at Mao Yuning with admiration in their eyes...

"Isn't it?" Mao Yuning seemed unaware of Zhou Ning's outrageous anger, a loose smile, and said in an unhurried tone: "Of course, I have always been self-aware, knowing that Miss Zhou knows me so well, it may not be me fans, there is another possibility..."

"Heh, you're so self-aware..." Zhou Ning laughed angrily, the words "fans" really disgusted her.

But before she finished speaking, Mao Yuning's slow voice sounded again in her ears: "There are some people who just like to pay attention to me. They obviously don't know me before, but they deny me arrogantly. No matter what I do or how I do it, in their eyes Everyone is guilty."