Chapter 82 Pour wine
Tangyue Guild Hall is a highly sought-after guild hall in the upper circles of Nanjiang. It has excellent privacy and is a place where wealthy businessmen and celebrities often come and go.

After walking in, someone led Gu Qingcheng to the room Mr. Wang had booked in advance.

Knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Gu Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, and the waiter was also a little uncertain. Waiters like them cannot enter the room without being summoned.

"Forget it, go get me a chair."

The waiter looked at Gu Qingcheng inexplicably, but Gu Qingcheng didn't take it seriously, anyway, Mr. Wang only let him come over, and if he came by himself, can he blame me if he didn't open the door?
A few minutes later, the waiter moved a chair and placed it at the door, Gu Qingcheng sat on it, then took out his mobile phone and started playing with it.

Waiter: "..."

In the room, the four men and three women were already having a heated fight, drinking and making fun of each other, and who could hear the knock on the door.

After a long time, Gu Qingcheng gnawed on two of the pears in his hand, and the door behind him suddenly opened, followed by a scream.

Gu Qingcheng was taken aback, almost dropped the pear in his hand, and when he turned around, he saw the girl who was also scared out of her wits.

Probably, no one would have thought that there was someone sitting outside the door, right?The girl was really scared.

Gu Qingcheng raised her hand and shook, "Hi."

girl:"……"

The people inside were also startled by the girl's voice, and there was even the sound of cups and plates colliding, and someone asked angrily, "What's going on? What's the name of the ghost?"

"Outside, there are people outside." The girl stammered.

"There are people, and it's not like there are ghosts. There's nothing to be afraid of." Gu Qingcheng spread her hands and stretched half of her body beside her, "Hello, Mr. Wang."

At first glance, Gu Qingcheng was a little surprised that there was another acquaintance here, Jiang Mei.

At this moment, Jiang Mei was sitting on a man's lap, the two of them were fighting fiercely, and Jiang Mei's deep V suspender skirt was about to be pulled off.

Gu Qingcheng: "..."

And Mr. Wang hugged a slightly fat girl in his arms, and his hands were under the table, and he didn't know where he touched them.

Mr. Wang and Jiang Mei were a little surprised that Gu Qingcheng could come here. Their original intention was to make things difficult for Gu Qingcheng and Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai is a well-known protector of entertainers, and sometimes there are some announcements that he would rather not have than let the artist come out to participate in this kind of entertainment.

They also had the same idea this time, but they didn't know that Gu Qingcheng would come and almost scared them to death.

"Miss Gu, I thought you weren't coming." Boss Wang said angrily.

"I'm really sorry for the traffic jam on the road." Gu Qingcheng smiled slightly.

Mr. Wang's nose was almost crooked in anger. Could the traffic jam still persist until now?

"Traffic jam? Miss Gu lives far enough away."

"That's right, I thought Ms. Gu wouldn't give face to Mr. Wang." Jiang Mei was annoyed.

"How dare you? My family lives far away, so I can't compare to Senior Jiang." Gu Qingcheng followed the good advice.

It sounds like they live far away, but it doesn't necessarily mean that Jiang Mei is too active in participating in this kind of dinner.

"You..." Jiang Mei stared at Gu Qingcheng, but before she finished speaking, someone said again, "This is..."

"Gu Qingcheng, an actor who has just entered the industry." Mr. Wang said without intending to be polite, "Since you're here, please sit down."

The table is not big, and there are two free seats.

One belongs to Jiang Mei, and the other is next to a man that Gu Qingcheng doesn't know. He is in his 30s, with a square face and a very fair complexion. He is holding a wine glass in his hand and looking around, as if it is an ancient porcelain, which is worth studying. .

"This is Mr. Zhou, the chief investor of our Qianfan Film and Television." Mr. Wang introduced.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou." Gu Qingcheng smiled and sat down on the chair.

"Yeah." Mr. Zhou put down his wine glass, it was already empty.

That means... to pour wine.

If Gu Qingcheng really fell down, the next second most likely the other party would touch her hand, pull her into his arms and kiss her or something.

(End of this chapter)

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