Chapter 4: An Awkward Reunion
Dropping the pen, the man got up neatly, and walked straight towards them with a pair of long legs that can be called a male model, which was only eight or nine steps away, and he came to them in five or six steps. The status of the first sister of Fly Entertainment, but in front of this man, she is inexplicably a little weaker, and she was still a classmate and friend a few years ago.
His name is Han Jian, the president of the C·Fly Group, and now everyone calls him a cold man, and there are few people who can call him by his first name. It probably took him just over five years to go from taking over his father's C· Fly College of Culture and Arts and C· Since the beginning of Fly Film and Television Entertainment Co., Ltd., the industry has developed from a single film and television entertainment to the current industry involving real estate, hotels, finance, culture and education, clothing, not only in Yundu's influence, but also in the country's contribution is not small, so his courage and means can be imagined.
He doesn't appear in the public eye very much, and in the well-known circle, as long as he appears, it is enough to make people condescend, and even Wu Haoyu next to her is his brother from childhood to adulthood is convinced by his capitalization.
The man sat down casually: "Say it." ”
Celery unfolded the A4 paper in his hand, and Wu Haoyu reminded first: "Your mobile phone." ”
She smiled lightly, then indifferently took out her phone and unlocked it, and adjusted the volume button, but the volume of 30% or less than 40% made the quiet room seem noisy, she handed the phone over and put it on the edge of the tea table in front of the big boss.
Celery and Wu Haoyu looked at each other silently, Wu Haoyu looked at his pale face, but looked at his slightly tight brows, and said: "When Celery told me, it was also because the number of clicks was really amazing, it was only less than 24 hours, it was already more than 9 million, and there was probably an upward trend, I originally thought that since I hadn't seen him for six years, I had my own reason not to see it, but ......"
Wu Haoyu didn't say what he said later, Han Jian probably knew what he was going to say, he closed his eyes, suppressed the inexplicable mood in his heart, and two words came in a deep and beautiful voice: "Address." ”
Celery quickly handed over the A4 paper, and the address on it was in Yundu, although it was not in a district, but it was far from C· The Fly Group is only eight or nine kilometers away.
Han Jian is not a person with exposed emotions, and Wu Haoyu and Celery, who are bystanders, can see his tightened eyebrows very clearly at this moment.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Han Jian arrived at Yi Nian Bar on time.
He doesn't like to go to a place like a bar, and if he had to name a place for his pastime, it would be his clubhouse.
The greeter at the door didn't recognize him, but he felt that he was not rich or expensive, and he was not like a person who often came to the bar, although he had doubts in his heart, but he still politely welcomed him in.
As soon as he entered the bar, the first thing was the deafening sound of music, and he subconsciously frowned.
Cast to the center of the stage, his eyes were immediately attracted by the person on the dance floor, wearing a black diamond-studded crop top, white brushed high-waisted ripped shorts, revealing a delicate curved figure, painted heavy makeup, and wearing brown-red curly hair, which is quite different from the person in the video he saw, but Han Jian still recognized that the arrogant and sexy person was not Leng Xianglan, who else would it be?
At this time, two male dancers on the stage stepped forward to lift her, and she jumped and fell again with her strength, perfect coordination, which attracted bursts of cheers and screams from the audience.
The big boss couldn't say what he was feeling in his heart now, he only felt that every pore around him was shouting.
There are also two voices pulling violently in the bottom of my heart:
Rush up!
Whatever, let's go.
In the end, reason still couldn't suppress the anger that welled up in his heart, and he walked to the middle of the dance floor.