This is the first time that Yang Xiaole has taken the initiative to ask to go to a drinking party or something, and he himself feels that (tǐng) is amazing, just for such a scumbag, he has wasted so much effort.

"The time is set for tomorrow night, and Zhang Yuan will be there on time at that time, so you have to seize the opportunity yourself. ”

On Fushou Street, Lin Keer personally came to Yang Xiaole to tell Yang Xiaole some relevant signs, as well as the arrangement of seats at that time, etc., a series of things (qíng) have been dealt with almost completely.

"Okay, I'll take care of it myself, you just need to help control the field, and try not to let anyone notice me. ”

Yang Xiaole is still very low-key, his words can be expressed, even if it is to complete one of his tasks, he doesn't want to be too exposed to everyone's eyes, after all, he still knows what he is.

It's not very conspicuous in a large group of celebrities, not to mention that his own (shēn) is not particularly good, although he doesn't care what others say, but there are always people babbling in your ears endlessly, it's enough to think about it.

Lin Keer knew that Yang Xiaole's spleen (xìng) was the same as his cousin, so it was easy to arrange, this kind of thing (qíng) was originally just done and ran, and there was no need to attract too much attention.

Li Qianqian originally wanted to go along, but when she heard that they had something to do, she had to give up and stay at home bored in every way, since the last incident (qíng), it is impossible to say that there is no psychological (yīn) shadow, at least now she doesn't really want to go out.

"Hello, I am a representative of Yaohui Group, and it is a pleasure to meet you. ”

"Zhang Daxing, I didn't expect you to come here too, this Lin Ke'er really has a lot of face, the cooperation between us last time was good, I have a new drama I want to discuss with you." ”

Since entering here, Yang Xiaole has heard a lot of such conversations, either flattering Lin Keer, or touting each other, there is no real meaning at all, and it makes people feel false when they see it.

He sat in an inconspicuous corner with a glass of wine, the glass in his hand dangling, and the viscous red liquid stayed on the body for a while and then disappeared.

coldly watched these people push the cup and change the lamp to praise each other, shook their heads mockingly, and the slightly raised curvature of the corners of their mouths looked evil and abnormal.

"Ouch, you are the boss of Fushou Company, Yang Xiaole, Mr. Yang, right?" At this time, a middle-aged greasy uncle who was obese (shēn) came over and touched Yang Xiaole with his cup: "I didn't think it was a hurried sight at that film festival last time, but now I look at it like this, it's really a hero out of a teenager, I was embarrassed last time." ”

Yang Xiaole frowned and thought about it for a long time, and then he recognized it with a round beer belly, isn't it the dead fat man who sat next to him at the last film festival and thought (yín) Lin Keer, and he even started to fix him at that time, who knew that this time he was still in a hurry.

However, Yang Xiaole did not act rashly, Lin Keer's status is not low, and the person she can see and invite over is definitely not an ordinary person, so she still has to be patient when she should be patient, he doesn't want to startle the snake too soon before he has achieved his goal.

"It's me, I'm not very good at this kind of drinking party, I just want to be on the sidelines. ”

Yang Xiaole said very immodestly, the flattering smile on the man's face seemed to be a little embarrassed, and it took a long time to pull a slightly normal smile.

"Yes, yes, an existence like Boss Yang must disdain to mess around with us. ”

Yang Xiaole was even more puzzled, he didn't have any special (shēn) share, right? And he had no intersection with these people at all, why did this dead fat man suddenly respect him?

It's not just the fat man, Yang Xiaole can obviously feel that many people who came today have intentionally or unintentionally thrown an olive branch of cooperation to themselves, although he is also (tǐng) excited, plus Dong Jiajia asked him to make some prestigious people before he came, but because of this (qíng) situation, he still doesn't want to act easily.

"Yo, you don't seem to be much less famous than me, so many people are rushing to make friends with you (qíng). Lin Ke'er came out of the crowd with a goblet, walked to Yang Xiaole (shēn), looked at his furrowed brows and smiled, "You don't know why you suddenly became so popular, do you?"

"I really don't know. ”

Yang Xiaole smiled bitterly and shook his head, if he knew that he was so distressed here, wouldn't he dare to communicate with others easily?

"Hey, I forgot, you don't know much about these things. Lin Keer patted her forehead and gave Yang Xiaole, an idiot in the entertainment industry, popular science: "Didn't Zhang Yuan say in front of many media fans that day that he wanted to thank you, and the relationship with you should be good." ”

"Well, then what?" Yang Xiaole doesn't think that this can be a reason for these people to look at him differently, and he is not from the entertainment industry, and it is impossible to help them anything, so when he thinks about it, there is no reason to please himself.

"You don't want to think about it, the current Zhang Yuan is the top stream in the traffic, the person he recognizes, and it's public, either he is the next person to cooperate, or he is very interested in you as a person, anyway, as long as he has a little bit of friendship (qíng) with you, it is equivalent to climbing a little bit with a big name like Zhang Yuan, and it will be much more convenient to ask him for help when the time comes. ”

As Lin Ke'er explained to him more and more clearly, Yang Xiaole's face became more and more (yīn) sunk, no wonder there are always so many people who come to talk to him today, and no matter how ugly he speaks, he gives him a smile on his face, it turns out that it is such a brother.

It is a good thing that his reputation has improved, but as soon as he thought that this was a favor from Zhang Yuan, Yang Xiaole felt that his blood was surging, and he couldn't wait to pack up people and pack them directly into the police station now.

"Okay, you don't have to be so bitter and hateful, Zhang Yuan has a deep heart, and he naturally wants to let people flow into this troubled water, so you have to be more careful now. ”

Lin Ke'er kindly persuaded that even Yang Xiaole was useless at this time, and the current scene would not allow him to act arbitrarily, otherwise don't talk about him at that time, even Lin Keer will be implicated, after all, the brains of these media friends are getting bigger and bigger.

"Bump!"

As soon as Yang Xiaole was about to say something, the door of the banquet hall was opened by two doors, and at this time, almost all the people had already arrived, and the last one to step on it was big enough.

Zhang Yuan walked in in the midst of all the attention, followed by a little assistant of his own and the popular little flower Chen Qianqian, as if he were a little of his follower.

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