An Ran asked absentmindedly, "What are you doing, do you still have customers to talk about at night?" ”

"It's not a customer, I have a friend in the entertainment industry who has a birthday tonight, call me and invite me to a birthday party, you're still fine, why don't you go and relax together?"

She has never been interested in that kind of occasion, and she refused without thinking about it, "Don't go, there's something." ”

"It's the weekend, and you don't have to go to work tomorrow, what else do you have to do?"

"Go home and coax my son."

"Coax your little master...... That's really important! ”

Luo Bin looked at her expression and pretended to be sorry, "It's just a pity, I heard that there are many celebrities who will go to the venue tonight, and I originally wanted you to see if there are a few more spokespersons for you...... Oh, yes, even Julian, who has recently turned purple and red, is going to participate, and it is said that the pomp is very large, and it is a certain big man who personally accompanied him on a special plane......"

The five fingers holding the mobile phone clenched suddenly, and by the time the brain reacted, the words had already been spoken, "I'll go with you." ”

The birthday reception is in a high-end private club, and the pomp is so big, it can be seen that the identity of this entertainer is not ordinary.

Because of the "ghost in his heart", An Ran deliberately dragged the time late for a while, and when they walked into the reception hall, it was already full of friends, and there was laughter and laughter everywhere.

An Ran, as the head of the Bai family, has long been targeted by those entertainment reporters, and they all want to give this young and excellent beauty president an exclusive interview.

It's a pity that Enron has always been low-key, and he has pushed them off one by one, and has never been interviewed by anyone.

There are bound to be a lot of reporters coming on an occasion like this today, and if they are bumped into head-on, they will not be able to escape even if they do their best.

And those reporters who eat with their mouths and pens cannot be offended.

Fortunately, Luo Bin had the eyesight, and quietly found an inconspicuous position in the outer corner, watched An Ran hide, and then went to congratulate his friend with a wine glass.

An Ran sat in the dimly lit corner, symbolically holding a glass of champagne, his eyes always looking at the man in the booth diagonally opposite.

There were about five or six men sitting in the booth, and they were not idle people in their manners and clothes, and each man was accompanied by a charming and sexy beauty.

Beside him, it was Julian.

I haven't seen him for more than half a year, and his whole temperament seems to have changed, with a black suit and a black shirt, all covered in a layer of dark night-like black, gloomy and obscure.

Suddenly, he looked at her without warning, and An Ran lowered his head in a panic, and subconsciously shrank into the darkness of light and shadow.

After a few minutes, she slowly poked out her gaze to look at the other side again, and the booth had become very lively, as if she was punching and drinking.

He has always been very good at boxing, and others either rely on luck or guessing, but he seems to be able to read minds, and he is particularly accurate every time.

She'd seen this more than once.

But today, his mind-reading skills seem to have failed, and he loses every time and is punished for drinking every time.

Cups-of-glasses of brandy were drunk by him like water, and the people in the booth were clapping their hands, but this scene fell in Enron's eyes, but it was like cups of sulfuric acid flowing through his throat, stinging.

For a moment, she wanted to rush over and snatch the wine glass from his hand, and then point to his nose and scold him: Don't you know that you have a stomach problem? Are you tired of drinking like this?