God-level master in the city

The phone rang several times before it was picked up, and Zhao Xinyu's extremely excited voice came over: "Luo Fan, you have come to Yanjing,"

Luo Fan could tell that although Zhao Xinyu was very excited, she seemed to be suppressing her voice, and said, "I arrived in Yanjing yesterday, but I have been too busy to call you until now. Why? , it's late at night, you're not at home,"

"No, this afternoon, I signed a beverage endorsement contract, Mr. Song took me to dinner with the other party's boss at the Wangfu Hotel,"

"Oh, that's it." Luo Fan also knew that Zhao Xinyu, as an entertainer, was bound to attend such a social event, "How much longer do you have to wait, or I'll wait for you at the entrance of the Wangfu Hotel,"

"You want to come to me," Zhao Xinyu, who was answering the phone in the bathroom of the Wangfu Hotel, immediately became eager, and seemed to be breathing a little faster, "Then I will push them away immediately."

"Okay," Luo Fan stretched out his hand to hail a taxi, "I'll be there in about 5 minutes,"

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xinyu clenched his fists, made a "yeah" gesture forcefully, and walked out of the bathroom.

After taking two steps, he stepped back, stood in front of the mirror, checked carefully for a while, and found that there was nothing detrimental to his image, and then went out again.

He went straight to the luxurious private room booked by Mr. Song, opened the door and went in. In the private room, besides Mr. Song and his secretary, there were two middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes and a young OL beauty.

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Fang," Zhao Xinyu smiled apologetically at the two middle-aged men, "I'm really sorry, I have a very important guest here, please forgive me for not being able to accompany you..."

"Miss Zhao," that Boss Yan glanced lightly over Zhao Xinyu, "Since your guest is so important, why don't you invite him up for everyone to get acquainted with?"

Zhao Xinyu shook his head slightly, and looked at Song Hang with a troubled expression on his face: "Mr. Song, I have to leave first."

Mr. Song was a little bit troubled. The current Zhao Xinyu was like a supreme god in Meihuang Company. Not to mention him Song Hang, even the young master Lin Binglin behind him didn't dare to force Zhao Xinyu to do anything.

However, Mr. Yan from Jile Company not only has a lot of status in the business world, but is also Song Hang's college classmate. Moreover, this time, he is playing the role of God.

If Zhao Xinyu left just like that, he would have no face in front of his old classmates.

"Xinyu, who is your guest, or you can accompany Mr. Yan and Mr. Fang..." Song Hang said in a discussing tone.

"It's Mr. Luo,"

After Zhao Xinyu finished speaking, he didn't stop for a moment, he opened the door of the private room and walked out. If there was any further delay, the uncle would have to go downstairs.

And Mr. Song's head was pounding, and he stood blankly, unable to utter a word. Originally, he wanted to tell Zhao Xinyu that if her guest was not in a hurry, let her stay here for a while, and then Find an excuse to end the banquet, so as not to leave so abruptly and make the two bosses of the other party lose face.

However, the person Zhao Xinyu was going to meet turned out to be Mr. Luo.

What kind of big bull is that, a character that even Lin Shao and Luo Shao can't afford to offend. He, Song Boss, how can he dare to stop Zhao Xinyu from going to see Mr. Luo.

"Mr. Song, you are a big star Zhao, you have a lot of airs, and you dare to play big names in front of you," Mr. Fang showed displeasure on his face.

"Mr. Fang, Lao Yan," Mr. Song came back to his senses, with shock in his eyes, "Let's continue drinking. It doesn't matter if Zhao Xinyu is here or not. Anyway, she doesn't drink. Let's make an appointment another day and promise not to show up again. This kind of retreat in the middle, come on, let's go one, "

When Zhao Xinyu slammed the door and left, Boss Yan's face turned pale. With his status in the mall, no matter how famous a star was, he could only respect him. No artist had ever dared to do this Release his pigeons halfway.

However, he and Song Hang had a good relationship when they were in college, and now that Song Hang kept saying good things, he suppressed the anger in his heart a little.

But he picked up the wine glass, but didn't lift it up, looked at Song Hang and said, "Old Song, I don't care about saving face for you today, but you have to call this Zhao Xinyu some other day..."

Mr. Song was all smiles, and kept nodding: "Don't worry, old Song, you can choose a time some other day, and I'll call Zhao Xinyu out, and I'll have a good drink with you, come on, let's do it,"

Mr. Yan put the wine glass on the table at once, snorted softly and said, "Old Song, Zhao Xinyu is trying to save me so much today, you think it's enough to have a drink with me."

Mr. Song was stunned: "Old Yan, what do you mean..."

"Old Song, why are you pretending to be confused?" Mr. Yan was a little upset, took a deep breath, calmed down, and then said: "I know that there are people behind Zhao Xinyu, but what strength is my Yan Zhen, Lao Song, you I also know, I will be her backstage, no problem, right?"

The smile on Song Hang's face disappeared instantly, and he asked uncertainly, "Lao Yan, you want to unspoken rules for Zhao Xinyu,"

Yan Zhen was still reminiscing about Zhao Xinyu's delicate appearance and plentiful breasts. He didn't notice that Song Hang's face had changed. He laughed and said, "What's the matter with diving? Don't say it so harshly. People at our level , who doesn't have a few lovers outside... um, poof, "

Song Hang kept squinting at Boss Yan. After confirming that Boss Yan really had something wrong with Zhao Xinyu, he finally couldn't hold back and splashed the Wuliangye in his hand on Boss Yan's face.

"Yan Zhen of my grass-mud horse, you think you are someone who inherited Ji Le Company, and I'll fuck with your sister, and you play with a few low-level stars, that's all, you dare to play Zhao Xinyu's idea," Song Hang cursed loudly, feeling that he still couldn't let go of his hatred, he kicked Yan Zhen in the stomach, kicking Yan Zhen staggeringly.

"Fuck you stupid 13, you want to seek death. It's none of my business, but you stupid 13 put your idea on Zhao Xinyu. If you don't say it, you will also cause me to be buried with you. From today onwards, I don’t know you as a bastard, Xiaoli, let’s go.”

After Song Hang finished speaking, he walked away with his secretary.

Yan Zhen was stunned on the spot, he had already drank a lot just now, the alcohol made his mind not sober, and for a while, he didn't realize that this was a strange situation.

After waiting for Song Hang to leave for about half a minute, he said in a nasty voice: "Song...Song Hang, is he crazy? He actually fucked me just because of a little star,"

"Mr. Yan, that Zhao Xinyu is not a starlet. Judging from Mr. Song's reaction just now, Zhao Xinyu may have a lot of background," said Mr. Fang. He is the vice president of Ji Le Company and Yan Zhen's deputy. .

"He's just an actor, what's his background," Mr. Yan said with a faint drunkenness in his eyes, "Isn't it just that I've got a lot of money? Bah, if I get to be with me, I'll make her even better." red,"

"Mr. Yan, I have a friend who is an entertainment reporter. I heard a piece of news from him two days ago." The OL beauty hesitated for a while, but finally spoke, "Huang Ming, the number one actor of Time Company , director Wang Jin, offended Zhao Xinyu, on the third morning, both Huang Ming and Wang Jin's legs were broken. Time Company claimed that it was an accident during filming, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that their legs were broken, which was definitely an offense. It has something to do with Zhao Xinyu, "

Yan Zhen cast a sideways glance at the OL beauty, and said disapprovingly: "What's so strange about this, behind Zhao Xinyu, there must be a big local tycoon, that Huang Ming Wang Jin or something, even if he is a little famous in the entertainment circle, in the real rich In human eyes, they are nothing but farts,"

When Yan Zhen said this, his expression was rather haughty. Obviously, he classified himself as a "real rich man".

The beautiful ol's mouth moved, wanting to say more, but she held back.

"Manager Sui, what do you want to say, just say it," Mr. Fang seemed to think that what the OL beauty didn't say was very important.

"Huang Ming and Wang Jin of Time Company are not nothing. At least, the background of Time Company is as far as ordinary people can imagine," Manager Sui said thoughtfully.

"What's the background of Times Company?" Mr. Fang asked, he was in the catering industry, and he was not familiar with the entertainment industry.

"The real owner of Times Company is Young Master Wang," Manager Sui said slowly.

Yan Zhen's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly asked, "Wang Shao, which Wang Shao?"

Manager Sui looked at Yan Zhen and said, "Boss Yan must have already guessed it. I want to confirm it. That's right, the real boss of Times Company is Mr. Wang from the Wang family."

Wang Shao of the Wang family.

Hearing these words, Boss Yan woke up most of his wine in a fright, sweat began to ooze from his forehead, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

He feels that he is also a person, but it depends on who he is compared with. In the mall, he still has a certain network of contacts. I am not qualified to carry shoes for others.

However, the star actor and director of Wang Shao's company had his legs broken because he offended Zhao Xinyu.

If Zhao Xinyu hadn't been able to overwhelm Young Master Wang's backstage, she dared to move someone who was young, and if Zhao Xinyu's backstage hadn't been afraid of even Young Master Wang, she would still be fine now.

Zhao Xinyu's backstage must be terrifyingly powerful.

If the words I said to Song Hang just now were passed on by him... Yan Zhen shuddered, and the other party said to Manager Sui: "Old Fang, Xiao Sui, what we say today is not worth a single word." can't reveal it,"

After Yan Zhen finished speaking, she immediately left the private room, trotted into the bathroom, took out her mobile phone, and called Song Hang.

The phone rang until it automatically hung up, but Song Hang didn't answer his call. Obviously, Song Hang was very dissatisfied with his way of killing himself.

After wiping the sweat off his forehead, Yan Zhen called Song Hang again.

This time, the phone was picked up quickly, but it was Song Hang's furious voice: "My sloppy Yan Zhen, you've never finished, I told you, I have nothing to do with you anymore, I can't help you!" I don't want to be killed by you,"

"Old Song...Brother Song, I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have thought of Miss Zhao. What is Miss Zhao's identity? How could I, Yan Zhen, dare to look up to her..."

"It's good that you know," Song Hang reprimanded angrily, "Don't say it's you, even if it's ten times or a hundred times stronger than you, if you dare to play Zhao Xinyu's idea, you will end up in the same way."

"Brother Song, you have taught me a lesson. Brother Song, you drank a few more cups of horse urine before and talked nonsense. Brother Song, you won't say it, right?"

"Speak out, if I tell you, not only will you be ruined, but I will also be unlucky,"

"Then please Brother Song, help me keep this secret. Make an appointment another day, heaven and earth, one-stop service, brother, please..."

Yan Zhen was still waiting to talk, but found that Song Hang had already hung up on him.

At this time, Zhao Xinyu had already used the Porsche 911 Luo Fan bought for her to drive Luo Fan to the Shuixie Community,