Following.

When Yin Sha and Feng Yu took Su Chen to the main venue of the hotel.

At the annual meeting, a large group of people has gathered.

In the lightning strike library, most of the employees know Su Chen.

Seeing the editors, artists and everything came forward to say hello, and the most confused at this time may only be other authors.

The people here are all contracted light families who belong to the Lightning Strike Library, or cartoonists, and they usually run to the Lightning Strike Library when they have nothing to do, so they don't know anything about the little ghost, Mao Xuewang's true face.

A group of people looked at Su Chen, who was being edited by the stars, and couldn't help but turn their heads and ears:

"Who is this young man? It's a big show. ”

"Is this already the case before the annual meeting opens?"

"It can't be the son of the chairman of the Lightning Strike Library, right?"

"Strange, isn't the chairman's guy in elementary school? And it's ...... girls."

"Maybe it's a relative of some high-ranking ......"

No one thinks about the word Mao Xuewang at all.

It wasn't until a tall and thin cartoonist saw Su Chen that he clarified his identity with surprise in his eyes: "Huh? Isn't this Mr. Mao Xuewang? ”

"What?!"

As soon as the crab spoke, the listener couldn't help but be surprised, and then his shocked gaze swept back and forth over the young man.

Su Chen, who was chatting, only felt a chill down his spine, and the sight he felt seemed to have doubled.

Then.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a large crowd of people walking towards him with wine glasses in their hands.

I guess it's all in line to toast.

The scene was outrageous.

Mom sells a cup for one person, you're pouring people to death.

"Jean, is it Teacher Mao Xuewang?"

"Mr. Mao Xuewang, I'm the comic author of the same issue as you!"

"Teacher Mao Xuewang is familiar with me! I'm from xx comics studio, do you still have assistants there? ”

"Come, teacher, I'll give you a drink."

"Mao Bao, I'm your fan!!"

"Ask for an autograph, Mao Bao!"

A crowd of people began to make noise, like zombies besieging the city.

Su Chen's eyelids jumped.

I thought that the environment of the annual meeting could be a little cleaner, but I didn't expect these peers to be too enthusiastic.

Especially some people, who have already shouted Mao Bao Mao Bao, it is very scary on the occasion of the annual meeting.

"Hey, calm down, don't crowd."

"The camera is troublesome, and it is forbidden to expose the identity of the writer at the annual meeting."

"The opening hasn't started yet, and the glasses are all back!"

The editors frantically stopped the besieging "zombies".

Su Chensheng, who was surrounded by a group of authors and editors, had nothing to love, and what was even worse was that he could feel that in the chaos, a few pairs of tender little hands took advantage of the chaos and reached into his suit to touch him.

What a crazy female fan this is!

Su Chen had the urge to scold his mother.

In the end, Wang Runhe called the hotel's security personnel, which calmed down the chaos.

This episode passed, calmed down again, and the editor who was with him was also a little embarrassed.

When they found that Su Chen was tidying up his formal clothes with a displeased face, they could naturally think of what had just happened.

"Teacher Mao Xuewang, I'm sorry, it was my negligence that happened to ......"

The editor-in-chief of the Lightning Strike Library shook his head and smiled, "I'll punish myself first." ”

The attitude is very sincere.

Seeing this, Wang Runhe and others took the opportunity to raise their glasses to comfort.

A few little old men said a word, but they gradually dispersed the embarrassing atmosphere on the wine table.

Next, the annual meeting officially began.

The whole big show is coming.

First of all, there is an innocuous impromptu mini-show, an interactive mini-game of the host.

In this link, almost only a small number of people chose to interact with the host, and most of them were still looking at the face of the No. 1 table, the editor-in-chief and the chairman.

When they interact, then other people will interact, and if they ignore the host, then everyone else will talk about their own things.

Polarization is severe.

During the process, the chairman of the lightning strike library also kept talking, constantly clinking glasses with Su Chen, which made the latter quite embarrassed.

The other side.

On a table far, far away from the wine table where Su Chen was, Xiao Su sat next to Yuzu and kept looking at this side.

The girl has a feeling of being deceived.

It's like a first-class cabin and a regular cabin, even though it's on the same plane, you can't even see your face at all.

The table in the editorial office where she works is actually the few people who sit in the office every day, except for the editor-in-chief who runs to the front seat, everyone else is there.

Of course, Miss Qianna belongs to the personnel department, so she can't share a table with Xiaosu, but before entering, they were lucky enough to meet outside.

At that time, Qianna also told her the words "Be careful", and Xiao Xiao was in a fog.

Isn't this an annual meeting? Be careful of what? What is there to be careful about?

Without waiting for her to continue thinking about this problem, at this time, the atmosphere at the table where Xiao Su and Yuzu were was also hot.

A group of editors regarded the annual meeting as a welcome party and warmly toasted to Xiaoxiao.

"So, in order to celebrate the arrival of such a reliable newcomer, on the first day of entry, a new work by Mr. Little Ghost was prompted...... Cheers! ”

Clinking glasses with people seated next to each other, the editors began to enjoy their meals.

The annual meeting of such a large-scale collective activity must not be stingy, and it must be generous and generous.

The lightning strike library is not stingy in this regard, and all kinds of famous dishes and delicacies do not cost money, and let the waiter push the dining cart to serve the food, which is breathtaking.

Xiao Su didn't feel comfortable with it and took a sip of draft beer first, and the carbonated stimulating alcohol filled his mouth, all the way down his throat and through his whole body.

She also drank a little wine when she had dinner with her family, but it was all a small fight, and this was the first time she had a real wine table.

"Sister Xiaosu, if you're not used to alcohol, drink drinks, everyone is an acquaintance, and you don't care too much about this."

Yuzu began to blush when she saw a glass of wine, and she made a somewhat worried proposal.

The latter shook his head, indicating that he did not want to spoil everyone's interest.

If it's just beer, the girl thinks she's still a little bit.

"Sister Yuzu, do you drink a lot?"

Noticing the grapefruit that drank half a bottle of wine after a while, Xiao Su asked with some envy.

Yuzu shook his glass without blinking: "It's okay, but it's mostly some foreign beer." ”

"Well, how does it feel about domestic sake?"

"I like it too......"

"yes, haha......"

Xiao Su handed out the wine glass.

“…… So, how about a drink? ”

"......" Yuzu looked at Xiao Su seriously, and made sure that the other party was just a little blushing, and after not really getting drunk, he muttered and said, "Then I'm welcome" raised the wine glass and touched it lightly.

Tons and tons

The aroma of carbonated wine fills the mouth and nose.

Happy hour is about to begin!

……