Rebirth of a Luxury Family: Return of a Supermodel

Compared with he Miao's panic, Chi Xiaowan is much more calm.

Tingting curled up, slightly tidied up her clothes that didn't look messy, and then waited until he Miao cleaned up. She turned her head, held he Miao's wrist, and led people towards the main stage.

Tonight's dinner is in the form of buffet. It doesn't stick to where to sit, but more people are willing to stay close to the main stage.

After all, this is the center of communication. Maybe you'll get the green eye of the leader sometime tonight, and then you'll go straight up.

When Chi Xiaowan led he Miao over, the leaders of Xingyu had basically arrived.

Chi Xiaowan also met these people in her last life, which has the most basic influence on them. It's not too much to say that they are young, promising and talented. A dozen people have been released to a new male troupe.

However, Chi Xiaowan has seen him, but he Miao is the first time he has actually seen him.

After he Miao entered Xingyu, he met the person with the highest position, probably Cheng Yanxi.

"Who are these people?" he Miao relied on his height, stepped on high heels, looked ahead calmly, swept over everyone, and finally focused on the person who should be the boss.

"The Tibetan blue suit over there is the president of Xingyu, the general manager on the left and the vice president on the right, next door..." Chi Xiaowan said to he Miao.

He Miao listened and blinked: "why do you know?"

"Don't you know about the company before you enter the company? There are introductions on the official websites of these companies." Chi Xiaowan said firmly.

He Miao glanced. She believed she had been on the official website.

However, the information on the official website is basically about the latest developments of the company's artists, and even prepares another space for each artist, which can directly reflect the strength gap between models and artists in Xingyu company.

This platform was established by Xingyu research according to the platform established by the global model association. It is relatively smaller than that of the association, but it most directly reflects the artist situation of its own company.

Every artist, once signed, will immediately establish a space platform, which can accommodate fans to enter, leave messages, reward and so on.

He Miao often goes up to see his fans' messages, but there are a lot of artists in Xingyu. Even if he Miao is a little famous now, he has only a few thousand fans on the space platform of the company. Compared with the veterans of those companies, the front line is millions, and the gap is really not generally large.

"I've never seen it before." he Miao murmured in a low voice.

"Go home and get your mobile phone. They don't have much dynamic. They can't be found on the home page and secondary pages. They have to search specially," Chi Xiaowan vowed.

In fact, Chi Xiaowan didn't know these things if he didn't have the experience of his previous life.

The company's management also has its own space platform. It's unclear whether these people will go up and have a look, but it's a place where fans can directly put forward their opinions.

But not many people know.

He Miao was curious and was ready to move with his mobile phone. However, he asked Chi Xiaowan to hold hands and couldn't move for half a minute.

He Miao reluctantly asks Chi Xiaowan to hold it here. The opening dancers are the film queen and the film emperor, as well as the management and their dance partners. Basically, they are high-profile figures in the company.

Chi Xiaowan took he Miao out of the crowd. He Miao saw such a scene for the first time. His eyes were dripping and staring.

"Oh, No." he Miao looked back at Chi Xiaowan.

Chi Xiaowan was drinking juice with a cup. Hearing he Miao's query, he put down the cup and asked, "what's wrong?"

"The president and vice president should be in their 40s and 50s?"

Chi Xiaowan asked he Miao to say this. He was really surprised. The age of the managers in Xingyu seems not to be very old. It is estimated that the oldest is in his early thirties.

Compared with most companies, senior managers are always in their 40s and 50s, and Xingyu's are generally low collar.

"What's more, they are all handsome? I really doubt that the person recruited at the beginning may be Yan Kong." he Miao vowed.

"I don't deny this." Cheng banquet didn't know when they came. Obviously, they were in a good mood and said with a smile.

Chi Xiaowan picked the tip of her eyebrows.

He Miao looked blankly.

"I do look at my face," Cheng said confidently at the banquet.

Chi Xiaowan felt that Cheng's self-awareness of the banquet was still very sufficient.

After all, at the beginning, Cheng came up to chat up with Chi Xiaofeng's face.

"Brother Cheng, aren't you the artist director? Do you care who you want to be the president?" he Miao asked.

Cheng banyan smiled and looked at he Miao unfathomably, but he didn't mean to explain.

"Brother Cheng is the elder of the company. When the company was established, brother Cheng provoked the beam alone, and then began to expand the management. Therefore, it is reasonable to say that the management was established by brother Cheng alone." Chi Xiaowan softly explained.

"Then why don't brother Cheng be his own boss."

"Trouble." Chi Xiaowan looked at Cheng's banquet and turned to talk to the people on the other side, whispering.

He Miao blinked, still confused.

"Brother Cheng's interest is to tap artists, cultivate artists, and watch the people under his hand reach the peak," Chi Xiaowan explained.

He Miao still doesn't understand the logic, but he knows that he is very powerful anyway.

As they talked, the first dance was over, and the waltz music was still playing slowly. The specially invited Symphony Orchestra seemed too tall no matter how you looked.

There are some people dancing on the dance floor, and some people choose to get together in groups to talk and laugh and exchange feelings with new people.

As a brokerage company, there are many artists in Xingyu who compare with each other, but there are many people who really make friends.

Many people seldom see each other in a year, but tonight's annual banquet is a good time and place.

Holding a wine cup to Tong, he wandered around the venue. Only then did he come to Chi Xiaowan and he Miao and pick their location. He didn't want to be a lively place.

"You two don't need to have a good chance. How can you nest here? Are you going to prepare a mushroom?" asked Tong with a smiling face.

Xiang Tong wears very smart clothes today, white inside, which makes his skin white and shiny. The black-and-white Plaid suit is matched with shorts, and the short design shows slender and slender legs. Fashion is stable and exists in a group of evening dresses, long skirts and short skirts. Ten are different and different.

Just now I didn't meet Xiang Tong all the way. Compared with each other, they all diverged.

Chi Xiaowan chuckled: "the protagonist tonight is not us. Now it's not our turn. We're here to help."

"You can see clearly." he smiled to Tong low, and then accompanied them here, looking at the excitement of the meeting.

Chi Xiaowan can see clearly, and naturally there are things she can't understand.

Many people came in at the same time as Chi Xiaowan, but now there are many people around there talking and drinking with people, drinking and preparing with each other in a friendly manner.

But who knows, there is a bit of sincerity after the smile, but they can live with each other on the scene, but some people take it seriously and think they have really climbed the high branch.

"Why didn't anyone pull you to talk?" Chi Xiaowan looked at Tong with a smile and joked.

Tong glanced at Chi Xiaowan angrily and snorted, but he didn't answer Chi Xiaowan's words.

Like what happened two months ago, people with a clear eye can see that it was framed, and Xiang Tong did nothing except respond and clarify.

Then Xiang Tong disappeared into people's sight and went to travel directly.

The only way for fans to find Xiang Tong is to squat under Xiang Tong's microblog and wait for Xiang Tong to occasionally remember and update his microblog.

Therefore, it is estimated that many people feel that Xiang Tong is going to fall down and can't get up this time.

Under such circumstances, naturally, more people are willing to curry favor with other potential stocks. Who will waste their time on a passing model?

Chi Xiaowan's inquiry just now is mostly ridicule.

He Miao tried to persuade him seriously: "if this kind of dirty water is spilled, it will be spilled. Who doesn't have two buckets, but are you really not ready to continue your career? Anyway..."

Looking at he Miao's serious face to Tong, he gave a low smile. Finally, he couldn't help reaching out and pinching he Miao's cheek, smiled and said, "do you think I look like a self abandoning person?"

"It doesn't look like..." he Miao murmured in a low voice, "but you're acting like you. You don't go on the show without notice..."

He shook his head with a smile to Tong.

Chi Xiaowan somehow understood what Tong had done, but she was not ready to tell he Miao. After all, it was interesting to see a little girl being stupid occasionally.

This corner is a rare quiet place. Few people will forget to come here. They take a look at Tong. The person who has just entered the door and is coming here looks back at he Miao who is standing beside Chi Xiaowan and is not ready to move.

"Miao Miao?"

"Ah?"

"Go to the bathroom with me."

He Miao was stunned. Without much thought, he released Chi Xiaowan's hand and was pulled by Tong to the bathroom upstairs.

Chi Xiaowan reacted when she spoke to Tong. Looking back, she saw Zhong Mingyu walking towards her, and smiled slightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhong Mingyu asked strangely.

"Laugh at you." Chi Xiaowan said naturally, "you see how powerful you are. Before people came, they scared Xiang Tong and Miao Miao away."

Zhong Mingyu looked at Chi Xiaowan quite seriously, and then asked confidently, "are you sure they're not trying to give us a world of two?"