Tong Jinzhen naturally has no opinion.

Two people were waiting in the corner.

In a private room.

Under An Weiwei's advice, Lin Mengran deliberately picked out a black tight short skirt, put on a delicate makeup, and sat quietly on the sofa, looking at the group of men sitting on the sofa opposite.

Each of them is wearing a suit, and their appearance is polite, and at first glance, they give a feeling of outstanding temperament.

An Weiwei next to her was wearing a pale pink dress, with golden wavy rolls casually on her chest, and her gestures always gave Lin Mengran the illusion of a Disney princess.

As a woman, she actually has to admit that An Weiwei looks really beautiful, the kind of beauty that makes people jealous.

"Mr. Zhao, this is Miss Lin Mengran I told you."

An Weiwei took the initiative to pour a glass of wine and handed it to the man in a golden suit opposite, with a gentle tone and a sweet smile.

"Oh, Miss Lin really deserves her name at first sight." The man known as Mr. Zhao took the initiative to take the wine glass in An Weiwei's hand, and his gentle eyes inadvertently glanced at Lin Mengran, and smiled at her, politely and politely.

"Weiwei said that she had a friend who was very beautiful, like a fairy, I didn't believe it at the time, but when I saw it, I really had to believe that beauties just like to be friends with beauties."

"Where, Mr. Zhao, you are too polite." Lin Mengran took the initiative to pick up the wine glass and said to Mr. Zhao at the suggestion of An Weiwei: "In order to thank Mr. Zhao for taking time out of his busy schedule to come here, I will first toast Mr. Zhao." ”

As he spoke, Lin Mengran drank all the wine in the cup.

"Good!" Several men next to him clapped their hands and applauded, and there was a faint hint of approval in their eyes when they looked at Lin Mengran.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Qian, didn't you have an advertisement before that you always wanted to shoot with Mengran? I brought someone here today, how do you feel about our family? ”

An Weiwei glanced at Lin Mengran, smiled, got up and took the initiative to fill the wine for a few men opposite. Good Chinese

"Yes, yes, it's quite in line with our advertising requirements."

Lin Mengran was even a little puzzled at that moment.

Are these people really advertisers?

Did they really think about finding themselves to shoot?

Is An Weiwei really just kindly trying to help her?

If it was true, wouldn't she ......

At that moment, with a "tick", Lin Mengran's mobile phone rang.

She hurriedly got up, said sorry, walked to the side and looked at the phone screen.

The above is a message from Ye Shuyu: Mengran, you order the wine in the private room carefully, An Weiwei may put something in it.

At that moment, she woke up suddenly and quickly replied: Okay.

Then he quietly put the phone in his bag and continued to walk towards An Weiwei on the sofa.

"Mengran, who sent you the message just now?" An Weiwei pretended to be careless and asked with a smile.

"It's nothing, just a friend asked me if I wanted to hang out with her at night, and I told her I didn't have time." Lin Mengran sat on the sofa next to him and answered naturally.

An Weiwei didn't doubt it too much.

"Come, Mengran, you toast Mr. Qian again, Mr. Qian is actually still your fan." An Weiwei poured her another glass of wine, stuffed it into Lin Mengran's hand, and motioned to her.

Lin Mengran thought of the news sent by Ye Shuyu just now, and her eyes couldn't help but look at the wine glass in her hand, and her movements were slightly hesitant.