Seventeen or eighteen people entering a bar was not like a few people entering a bar, and some people had already noticed them as soon as they entered, and a member of the Townspeople quickly bent over and took Durin into his ear and told Durin what he had seen, the president of the Townspeople's Association, who was also known as the "Messiah" by the Guarts. He was a little blindly worried, worried that these people were coming towards Durin, after all, the only "big name" in this bar today was probably only Durin.

Durin waved his hand, "Don't worry, it's not for me." He also had his own ideas for this analysis, his original plan was to come to the imperial capital on the third day, but because Mags's call made him come to the imperial capital two days in advance, even if someone wanted to ambush him, it was impossible to know that Du Lin would come in advance. Unless there are no ghosts around Durin, or someone around Mags who wants to target him, these people don't have time to arrange.

Secondly, he came to this bar at random, and they had planned to entertain Dulin at the Duke's Palace in Olmi, the first duke to be killed by the royal family, who hanged his entire family for rebellion, not even the dogs. After Duke Olmi's death, his house was sold to merchants, and the royal family did so in order to humiliate the rest of Olmi's interests and warn them not to mess around.

The second is also a bad breath, at that time, the aristocratic group led by Duke Olmi and Prince Saffron had been fighting against the royal family and wanted to establish a principality in the eastern part of the empire, but the royal family had not agreed. These two great nobles have a deep background and many followers, and once they are allowed to establish a principality, it is very likely that a civil war will break out in the near future. Their ambitions are definitely not just for the principality, what they want is the throne.

After a series of power struggles, Duke Olmi was hanged and Prince Saffron committed suicide by poisoning, which led to the royal family's belief that dukes and princes who had been canonized for their military exploits in the past were a huge hidden danger to the empire, and that their hereditary titles would allow them to accumulate a lot of strength in each generation, and when these powers reached a certain level, whether they wanted to or not, they would eventually embark on the path of betrayal.

Rather than allowing these people to be so powerful that they have to go to war with the royal family in the future, it is better to easily kill them when they don't have these ideas, which will be more powerful for the stability of the empire. As a result, there was a quiet purge of the aristocratic class by the royal family, which lasted for 110 years, and after two generations of emperors, finally killed all the princes and dukes of the empire, except for the Fatimid family. When the royal family wanted to retract some of the "stupid" practices of the past, the Civil War broke out.

So much so that there are still two ducal palaces in the hands of merchants, who have turned these two ducal palaces into a kind of high-end social platform similar to a private club, and can also temporarily rent some rooms and equipment, which is generally a very high-end place.

However, Durin was troublesome, so he changed his plans and chose this bar.

If the other party still comes at him despite the constant change of the original plan, even if he leaves now, I'm afraid it will be too late. It's better to consider something else, such as...... Come on with a gun.

He was not blindly arrogant, he took a pistol from the young man's hand and put it in his arms and patted the other party's shoulder, so that the young man who was about the same age as Durin suddenly felt flattered and stepped aside happily.

Sure enough, these people didn't come for them, these people went directly to the backstage, the show was still ongoing, and the bar was still so lively.

On the second floor, Ms. Celine's soulful singing made people still a little intoxicated, and the atmosphere became cheerful again, alcohol was indeed a good thing to cheer up, and the atmosphere quickly became hot. One by one, the students took off their thick winter coats and writhed in the space between the two sets of sofas in their summer clothes. Sitting on the couch and holding his glass, Ramazan had a long face tonight, and he felt that there was something indescribable that made him particularly excited.

At first, Ramazan wanted to use this limelight to publicly express his desire to pursue Frena, and on such an occasion and atmosphere, maybe Frena agreed. But he soon realized that all this was just his opinion, and Frena, as we all know, belonged to the group of "good students" in school, listening carefully to lectures and taking notes every day, and studying after class, she was more "mature" and psychologically mature than everyone here.

So after two glasses of wine, Ramazan suddenly came to his senses, and he thought of another way to get close to Frena, which was more likely to succeed than the stupid plan he had before.

"Do you know the Baohua Tobacco Company?", Freyna nodded subconsciously when Ramazan asked, it is often said that there are three things that can never be lived without in a social situation, cigarettes, fine wine and paradise. The several cigarettes produced by Baohua Tobacco Company are not bad, the price is a little cheaper than those from the Federation, and the quality is not too bad, so there is no problem with sales.

Last year, the company's total operating income reached 44 million, and the company's chairman said that it would further expand its production lines and factories and launch high-end brands. They have used a lot of land in the western area as a tobacco planting base, and have also signed strategic cooperation plans with two western states. In short, it's a company that suddenly refreshes people's perception of it, always in newspapers and print ads.

With a smile on his face that he thought was the most suitable, Ramazan tilted his head slightly, "We plan to expand our market share this year and win more customers to smoke our tobacco, so we need some well-known celebrities to advertise for us, if you don't mind, why don't you try it?", he didn't give Freyna a chance to speak, and continued to rush to say: "We have provided Ms. Celine with an endorsement fee with a total amount of 1.2 million for three years, and if you want, it will not be lower than this amount!"

One and two hundred thousand is definitely a sky-high price, and the so-called endorsement is nothing more than shooting a set of print advertisements every quarter or at certain intervals, making a background board at a very important meeting, and there is no other work else, which is definitely a very cost-effective contract. Many celebrities don't necessarily want to use them if they want to endorse anyone, and now that Ramazan has sent an astronomical endorsement contract to Frena, he doesn't believe that Freyna is not moved!

That's 1.2 million, and as far as he knows, Frena was the CEO of the Imperial Star for a while, and she didn't own any shares, she was just a part-time worker. When he offered a price that clearly exceeded what his father had offered, he was convinced that Freyna would nod his head.

He didn't force her to do anything, nor did he ask her to promise him anything, just a normal commercial endorsement contract. But once Frena is willing and signs the contract, then she will definitely not be able to escape.

That's 1.2 million, not 12,000 or 120,000, and she should know how to repay herself.

"It's also three years?", 1.2 million is indeed not a small number, and only a popular female singer like Celine who has won the gold medal can get the first-line endorsement fee, and this is still the high price that Baohua Tobacco Company used money to throw for the sake of the product and the company's popularity, and the endorsement fee of a normal first-line star is about 800,000.

To be honest, Frena was a little excited.

Ramazan shook his head, "You need to know how popular Ms. Celine ......is right now," he shrugged, "Your words, at least seven years!"

One hundred and twenty thousand in seven years, and about 180,000 a year, this price is actually really compared, but it is not as shocking as she heard at the beginning, when she hesitated, the manager of the bar knocked on the frosted glass door and walked in. He was followed by two waiters, one on the left and one on the right, with two bottles in each arm for a long time, adding up to four bottles. The big guys all looked at them, and some people asked who wanted the wine, and they hadn't finished it yet.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, is Mr. Ramazan here?", the manager actually saw Ramazan at a glance, but sometimes he couldn't speak too directly.

Ramazan was stunned for a moment and stood up, "I'm here, what's the matter?"

The manager looked smiling, but in fact, he was also bitter in his heart, but now he was in trouble at both ends, and he could only let them solve it by themselves. He asked the waiter to put down the wine, walked over to Ramazan and whispered, "Ms. Celine's agent has found some people, it doesn't look like a good thing, why don't I open a back door for you and go first?"

The first half of the sentence made Ramazan tremble a little, but the second half of the sentence suddenly made him feel that he was being looked down upon, and walked directly past the manager and downstairs. The bar manager smiled, the young man is just good...... It's a good deception.

He came up with wine, and he didn't let Ramazan do how but was very "considerate" to let him slip through the back door, no matter who had an accident, there was no responsibility for him and the bar, if the bar had a loss, then someone must stand up and compensate.

On the other side, Celine's agent was already standing at the door of the bar, and seventeen or eighteen security guards were around them.

Celine whispered on the side: "I think it's okay, just sing one more song, a matter of a few minutes, there is no need to make trouble." ”

The agent gave her a blank look, "Someone will pay you to sing one more song today, and tomorrow someone will also pay you to dance, Miss Celine, some things can't be stopped once they start, and in the end there will be responsibilities that none of us can afford, so be sure to hit the brakes hard at the beginning!"