Chapter 1 Purpose
Fengcheng, December.
Late at night in winter, the weather is very cold and cold, and the wind blows on the face like a biting bone.
The interior of the Zhaoda Hotel is brightly lit, as bright as day, and the bright light sweeps down from the top, reflecting the well-dressed men and women.
The heat inside the house is warm and smoky, and the cold wind outside is like two worlds.
As far as the eye can see, almost every one of them is a familiar face of gossip news, with fragrant clothes and sideburns, and lively greetings.
Tonight, the celebrity charity dinner hosted by Xinghai Media was held in the banquet hall on the first floor of this place.
Ji Anxin was dressed in a high-slit bandeau black backless dress skirt, revealing her beautiful figure, her big brown wavy curls draped lazily over her left shoulder, and the pearl makeup on her right eye was more bright and moving than before.
In the donation link that just ended, Ji Anxin donated 10 million without hesitation.
She has been in the circle for seven years, and in addition to making many movies and TV series with a good reputation, she has also accumulated a lot of capital.
Other actors and singers got together in twos and threes, or pushed cups and changed lamps, or told some interesting stories, but Ji Anxin was the only one from beginning to end.
Ji Anxin is in the limelight now, and there are many people in the circle who are not right with her.
She stood behind the stone pillar, raised her red wine glass, took a slight sip, and her gaze only fell heavily on the door.
Soon, a round-faced girl wearing a red beanie, a down jacket, and snow boots appeared at the door.
Ji Anxin's eyes lit up, and when the round-faced girl approached, he led her to the corner.
"Did you ask that?" Ji Anxin asked in a low voice.
The temperature in the hotel was very high, the heat rushed straight to his body, Zhuang Zhouzhou was dressed thickly, Rao had just come in from outside, and he couldn't stand it. She pulled the zipper of her down jacket down before she raised her head and replied, "Well, I asked." ”
"In which room?" she asked impatiently.
Tonight was a great opportunity, and she couldn't afford to miss it.
Zhuang Zhouzhou frowned, looked at the dazzlingly beautiful woman in front of him, and said, "Sister Anxin, Brother Rin will be unhappy if he finds out." ”
The "Brother Rin" in her mouth is Ji Anxin's agent Song Rin, and she has been under Song Rin since Ji Anxin's debut. At that time, Ji Anxin was only eighteen years old and was in his third year of high school, and Song Rin and the crew happened to be filming at Ji Anxin's school, and the two met a few times by chance, and Song Rin proposed to her to sign a contract.
As we all know, as the career of his artists becomes more and more prosperous, Song Rin's temper as an agent is also bigger than in the early years.
When it comes to managing artists, he doesn't allow anything to go wrong.
Some time ago, a female artist under his hand, who had only debuted for a few months, posted a few ambiguous photos on Weibo, and he taught her a lesson for a long time, and even stopped her follow-up resources. Originally, the company packaged her with a pure personality, where could she be so messy.
Seeing her mention Song Rin at this time, Ji Anxin pursed her lips and said indifferently: "What are you afraid of, I will bear it if something happens." ”
"But ......" Zhuang Zhouzhou was still quite scared.
"Don't do it, if you grind any longer, everyone will leave. Ji Anxin urged again.
Zhuang Zhouzhou looked at her, bit his lip, and finally told her the news he heard.
At the elevator entrance of the Zhaoda Hotel, Ji Anxin was waiting there.
There are a lot of celebrities here today, and they are stuck in the banquet hall at this time, so they want to know more people and collect some resources.
Ji Anxin just wanted to be that special one, just like her usual behavior.
Zhuang Zhouzhou watched her back and entered the elevator, her heart pounding, for fear of being seen by someone with ulterior motives.
Ji Anxin has been debuting for seven years, and he has hardly had any scandals, and he has always relied on his works to speak. Because of this, the media seems to want to take pictures of her in the same frame with other men, and then chase after the wind and make up nonsense.
This has been especially true in these two years.
On the twenty-second floor, there were rooms on both sides of the long corridor, and Ji Anxin stepped on a pair of nude pointed-toe high heels, stepped on the carpet, and walked towards the room at the end of the corridor step by step.
Zhuang Zhouzhou said that Wei Yuanxi was in that room.
She stood in the doorway, looking at the hidden door, and hooked her lips.
God really helped her.