The Yuntian Pavilion of the Dragon City Hotel is full of clothes and sideburns at the moment.

An Qing was taken by the agent, maneuvering between those investors, pouring down a glass of wine, her slightly narrowed apricot eyes filled with boundless spring, and she saw that the men's saliva flowed.

"An Qing, say hello, this is Mr. Chen."

was led by Bi Dong in front of a man with a beer belly, she smiled slightly, looking forward to it, her delicate facial features seemed to be shining, and her eyes were clear.

It is this charming and clean temperament that made her a hot entertainment newcomer three years ago, and the media commented that she is the most potential new star in the next few decades.

However, she suddenly disappeared when she was at the height of the limelight, and when she came back, she was already a person.

In this industry, the most important thing is a young and beautiful girl, An Qing, who is only 23 years old, is so embarrassed.

"Mr. Chen, our An Qing starred in "Alluring City" a few years ago, and it was very popular at that time, do you still have an impression?"

Bi Dong was selling hard, and Mr. Chen's fascinated gaze had already stuck to her, and his fat and greasy hands touched it.

"Remember, such a beautiful beauty, how can you not remember, I haven't seen you for a few years, and she has become more beautiful."

An Qing smiled quietly, and skillfully avoided Mr. Chen's salty pig hand by the empty man who toasted.

She knows the rules of this line very well, but she doesn't want to be so wronged.

Van Lowe ......"

There was a commotion not far away, she turned around, and saw two figures coming hand in hand, one black and one white, the delicate of men and women, and the indescribable eye-catching match.

"Hey, is it true that Fan Luowei and the three young men of the Fu family are involved?"

"No, I heard that they are about to get married."

"Tsk, her life is so good......"

Listening to the discussion in her ear, she squinted, shook the wine glass in her hand, and her white pretty face was expressionless.

Fan Luowei is a rising entertainment star in the past two years, but what really makes her worth a hundred times is the man next to her - Fu Mochuan.

In the past few years, the Fu family's business has become bigger and bigger, even if An Qing doesn't care anymore, she often hears which field the Fu family's industry is involved in, and which company is listed, ranking first in the rich list......

Bi Dong quietly walked to her side and looked at the two people in the distance: "An'er, are you okay?" ”

"Huh?" She looked back and smiled, "What can I do?" ”

Bi Dong wanted to talk again, and finally patted her on the shoulder: "It's nothing, Mr. Chen has a wide range of contacts in this industry, and you can put a little more effort into him." ”

"Understood."

She smiled and twisted her waist and walked towards Mr. Chen.

In the distance, Fu Mochuan was walking in a daze, and his dark eyes like a deep ravine looked at her.

An Qing has been with Mr. Chen.

After some entertainment, An Qing was a little tired, so she pushed her makeup and went to the bathroom.

She drank a little too much, and when she lowered her head and poured cold water on her face, the person in the bathroom was pushed open and locked.

A strong force pressed An Qing onto the sink.

She looked up, her eyelashes were still stained with droplets, and she flickered, saw the figure in the mirror, and smiled faintly.

"Mr. Fu? Don't come unharmed, but it seems to be a women's bathroom? ”

"Didn't you go away with someone? Why didn't your man take good care of you, and he was reduced to going to accompany the wine? ”

Fu Mochuanjun's face was indifferent, but the words he said were very sarcastic.

An Qing continued to laugh: "No way, if you meet someone who is unladylike, you have to go back to your old business, Mr. Fu, you have an acquaintance, and if you have a character, remember to take care of me." ”

"Do you want to shoot a third-grade film?" Fu Mochuan hooked his lips coldly.

"Yes, give me the director's contact information."

The man suddenly raised his eyebrows, his knees pressed against him strongly, and she leaned over, and her hands couldn't help but climb the sink.

"Fan Anqing, have you become so cheap?" Fu Mochuan stared at her in the mirror, and lifted her skirt with a big palm: "Want to make a third-class film?" Okay, let me try the mirror first......"