Even if the other party was late, Yang Yuran still had to greet him with a smile and help the other party find excuses.

"The evening rush hour in Hangzhou is too exaggerated, and Mr. Luo has worked hard."

Luo Jing waved his hand casually and naturally sat on the main seat, he had long been accustomed to being held to a high place. He took the warm disinfectant towel prepared by the exclusive butler of the box, wiped his hands and handed it back, and looked indifferently ahead.

On the round table, there was an ornament that caught his attention, five pure white roses. The round-mouthed vase is filled with no more than five roses, which are in full bloom. When his wife was alive, he also liked to have a beautiful glass vase with five roses in the dining room.

The faint scent of flowers permeates the restaurant, always adding a sense of tranquility to a busy morning.

It's been two years, and it's been two years since his wife died in a car accident, and when he sees the same furnishings again, his heart still throbs uncontrollably.

Did the man and woman sitting directly across from him know his wife?

No, his wife is an orthodox Malay who has never set foot in his home country in her life. He often described to his wife the beautiful mountains and rivers of his home country, and promised to accompany his wife to visit when he was free.

It's a pity that his virtuous and intellectual interpretation flower didn't wait for the day when he was free.

"Mr. Luo, although the main sashimi is eaten here, I arranged for someone to make a special dish. You must have heard of our Changshou Village in Bama, Guangxi, and this plate of braised pork is made from the small fragrant pig there. The meat has a firm texture, and the fatty meat is only a small part seasoned, so please try it. ”

Yang Yuran smiled and declined the housekeeper's help in service, and turned the turntable himself, turning the braised pork in front of Luo Jing.

Luo Jing looked at the braised pork with uniform sugar color, and was distracted again.

The company's East Asia headquarters moved to Malaysia, and he often missed his hometown of braised pork in the years he had settled. His wife didn't know Chinese, but she used a translation app to search through the braised pork recipes, researched the one that most closely resembled the taste of his hometown, and gave it to him by hand once a week.

Later, he socialized a lot and got fatty liver, so his wife chose the fat and lean ratio of meat, leaving only a little fat for him to enjoy.

I picked up the chopsticks and put them on the braised pork on a delicate plate, selected a small piece and put it in my mouth, and chewed it.

The taste is also as Yang Yuran said, there is not much fat and not greasy, and the lean meat is full of bite.

The familiar taste not only shocked his taste buds, but also opened up the good memories he had sealed in a very gentle way.

Looking at Yang Yuran and Fan Sirui deeply, Fan Sirui's appearance first broke into his eyes.

Luo Jing has seen Fan Sirui a few times, all of them are led by Fan Lao. It can only be said that Fan Si's bad image is okay in the entertainment industry, and sooner or later he will offend people who pick out details in the business circle, and he will touch the nail invisibly.

The Fan family's status in China is only in the middle and upper class, although it is enough for Fan Sirui to squander at will in his life, but there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky, and no one will always be accustomed to some of Fan Sirui's eye-catching stinky problems.

Contempt rose in his eyes, and he looked slightly sideways at the people beside Fan Sirui.

Yang Yuran always keeps smiling like a flower, especially under the backdrop of her long silver-purple hair, she is like a beautiful Barbie doll.

The bright and unique beauty stimulated Luo Jing's eyes, but this kind of woman was too ostentatious, and he still preferred a woman who could bring peace and tranquility to his heart

Putting his eyes back on Fan Sirui, he casually said what the two on the other side cared about.

"Guardian asked you to introduce newcomers to me, Guardian chose a very good level this time, this girl's style is very in line with otaku aesthetics. Otaku are usually sullen and have a lot of money, and if you train her well, it is possible to break through the existing bottlenecks of your company. It's just that you Chou Dong is in a hurry, so you can't immediately stuff it on my side, wait until she has a certain fan base. ”

Luo Jing's words are equivalent to giving a green channel in advance, which means that as long as people become popular, he can apply for opportunities from the head office.

It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for a newcomer to be recognized by the boss of the red-blooded brand.

However, Fan Sirui was confused when he heard it, and looked around in surprise, only he and Yang Yuran were there, who was Luo Jing talking about?

Haunted?

Yang Yuran coughed lightly, seeing that Fan Sirui was still confused, and there was no choice but to answer Fan Sirui's confusion with thanks.

"Thank you Mr. Luo, I was a little anxious about my appearance, but you gave me full courage."

Fan Sirui reacted slowly, Luo Jing was talking about Yang Yuran.

"Hah!" The laughter broke out, and I didn't know whether to praise Luo Jing for his good eyesight or for his blindness, and actually recognized Yang Yuran as an artist who was about to make his debut.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was stomped by Yang Yuran's seven-point high heels under the table, and he immediately noticed that he was out of shape. Take out the basic cultivation of the actors, and use the expression management Dafa to hold back the smile.

Yang Yuran threw him another hint to make him 'more calm and behave', and he blinked and said 'understood'.

Confidently stretched out his finger at Yang Yuran and introduced: "Mr. Luo, this lady is my agent, not a newly signed artist in our company." ”

Luo Jing quickly collected the trace of astonishment that flashed in her eyes, and calmly picked up the chopsticks and cut the tuna into flowers. Taste the plump and sweet meat in your mouth, and comment in a deep voice.

"It's good, it's picky."

The two words not only commented on the fish and meat, but also commented on the beauty, and also resolved the embarrassment.

Luo Jing took the initiative to talk about business that interrupted the positioning of Oolong, and then he calmed down and stopped mentioning cooperation, and there was a tacit rule in the mall.

Whoever is the east treats, who is the first to be inferior to the other party.

He doesn't mention it, there are always times when Guardian is in a hurry.

However, he never expected that Yang Yuran and Fan Sirui were more indifferent than him, and it seemed that they really didn't mention what he needed help just to invite him to dinner.

The meal is not harmonious or pleasant, but it can only be said that the dishes are delicious.

He is about ten years older than Fan Sirui and the others, but in his eyes, the two are no different from children.

The three of them had nothing to talk about, and Yang Yuran occasionally provoked the conversation, all of which was taken over by Fan Sirui's self-righteous humor, and he immediately lost interest in saying more.

"Mr. Luo, Hangzhou is a beautiful city, you are welcome to come and play more in the future."

Standing at the door of the box, Yang Yuran smiled and stretched out her hand to Luo Jing.

Luo Jing shook her slightly, withdrew her hand and said politely, "Okay, thank you for your hospitality tonight." ”

"You're welcome, you go slowly."

Yang Yuran gestured decently to invite, and sent Luo Jing and the secretary away with Fan Sirui.

They stood at the gate and nodded to the departing man, and looked quietly into the distance together.

"Master Fan, you have left me out in the cold for the past two days."

The bewitching voice floated from far to near, Yang Yuran and Fan Sirui followed the voice, and saw a woman in a tight black leather skirt approaching.

The woman, like Fan Sirui, was fully armed, wearing black sunglasses and a large-brimmed hat. I can't tell who it is from the face.,The other party just uses a skirt to show off a proud S-shaped figure.。

Fan Sirui was obviously stunned, and asked in disbelief: "Mulan one?" ”

Mulan raised her hand and patted Fan Sirui's tight chest muscles, twisted her waist and pressed it to Fan Sirui, and blamed her coquettishly: "Dead ghost, I just finished sweetening with others the day before yesterday, and I forgot about them." ”

Even an old sea king like Fan Sirui also stopped the fierce offensive, and replied three words in a daze: "No." ”

The three bodyguards accompanying Mulan Yi ran over and squeezed unrelated people out of the surroundings of Mulan Yi, they did not engage in the human wall of the people, and protected Mulan Yi in a relatively inconspicuous way.

'Nothing to do with people' Yang Yuran and the man next to her were squeezed out, and she took two steps back in an interesting way, acting as a background board to enjoy the exciting live broadcast at night.

Mulan looked at the roadway with a deep meaning, and said in a tentative voice: "Master Fan, I saw Ys's people leaving?" ”

"Why are you here, you're following me?"

Fan Sirui reversed the direction and turned back to Yang Yuran to look at him for help.

Yang Yuran looked left and right, looked up at the brightly lit night scene, and turned a blind eye to his comrades in distress.

Mulan turned her head and squinted at the woman Fan Sirui was concerned about, and secretly thought to herself that she would be more eye-catching than Yang Yuran when she removed the anti-paparazzi three-piece suit.

"Oh, people miss you. Master Fan, who is that woman? Why did she come with you to dinner? She also dyed her purple hair, don't you think she's so strange, like a vixen? ”

The vinegary three questions were posed, and Mulan stuck to Fan Sirui more tightly, especially rubbing the other party more than Yang Yuran.

Man, it's nothing more than that primitive hobby, and she takes the initiative to satisfy it.

"She's my new agent."

Fan Sirui emphasized the three words of agent.

In just a few seconds, Mulan staged a wonderful face-changing Dafa, from shocking to depressed to worshipping.

Turning his head to look at Yang Yuran, he sighed excitedly: "I heard from the master the day before yesterday that the company arranged a new agent for him, and his ability is outstanding." Forgive my sister for being clumsy, I never thought it was such a beautiful sister. ”

"Hello."

Yang Yuran greeted with a generous smile, and the two words revealed shallow alienation.

"Hello sister, Brother Sun, get out of the way, let the agent sister enter the protective circle. It's late at night, my sister is so beautiful, in case some drunkards don't have a look, she won't be good, we have to protect her. ”

Mulan waved her hand to Yang Yuran enthusiastically and arranged her bodyguard.

Yang Yuran couldn't help but move closer and said that she appreciated it, mainly because she was afraid of Mulan's endless flattery, and she couldn't stand it.

got Yang Yuran's response, Mulan thought that she had successfully won the other party, and continued to be tired of Fan Sirui: "Master Fan, if you want to contact Ys, you should wait for news from me, you don't know that this brand can be difficult." The female president in charge of their East Asia area is so turtle hair, every time I see her, I have to deliberately pretend to be ugly, and my company has wasted a lot of heart in order to get through her line. ”

"Lan Lan, don't slander the brand you are about to endorse like this, beware of the trouble coming out of your mouth."

Fan Sirui did not restrain the sea king's instinct and persuaded him kindly.

Mulan mistakenly thought that Fan Sirui and her agent were still angry that she was not in time, so she hurriedly expressed her loyalty and increased her complaint.

"Oh, I'll whisper something to you in your arms, and you won't betray me. Really, Ys's high-level management is particularly difficult, and there are many thieves, far less than the G family that the master cooperated with at the end of the year, and it is a red-blooded brand that really treats itself as blue-blooded. Master, you have to bring the advertisement of the G family at the end of last year. ”

As soon as Mulan speaks, she pays special attention to controlling the volume, and the passers-by who come in and out can't hear it, Fan Sirui can hear it, Yang Yuran can hear it, and the people around Yang Yuran can also hear it.

At this moment, a Rolls-Royce Cullinan stopped in front of them, and the man who had just run away got out of the car, turned back to the people next to Yang Yuran, and bowed down respectfully.

"Mr. Luo, the car is coming."

Luo Jing made a deep 'um' sound, glanced at the charming person who was coquettish in Fan Sirui's arms, laughed strangely, and strode into the car.

Mulan glared at the dark black car that was driving away, and scolded angrily: "Cut, stinky garbage, drive a broken Cullinan and think you are Bill Gates, but you can kill him." ”

Fan Sirui took advantage of Mulan's anger to glance at Yang Yuran, and after getting the nod of the next step arrangement, he grabbed the arm of the woman in his arms with both hands, straightened his body like a water snake, and reprimanded him seriously.

"Lan Lan, you shouldn't be following me, the man just now is Mr. Luo of Ys East Asian Films."

Mulan's face disappeared in an instant with a coquettish smile, and she asked in a trembling voice: "Is he the mysterious boss, Luo Jing, who is second only to the patriarch Peng Hui in the East Asian area?" ”

"That's right." Fan Sirui shouted angrily: "You are confused, you are actually following me, and I have reminded you many times just now, pay attention to your words and beware of misfortune coming out of your mouth, you are stunned and didn't listen." ”

"Me!" Mulan was angry and annoyed.

There was a feeling of being used, but when she thought that the other party did stop her from talking nonsense, and it was not Fan Sirui who asked her to come with her. As Fan Sirui said, her brain was broken, and she found it herself and gave it to someone.

"Oh, you! Use the careful machine indiscriminately, don't say anything about causing trouble for yourself, what do you want Mr. Luo to think of me? I can make friends like you! ”

Fan Sirui got rid of Mulan's hand on his sleeve in annoyance, took Yang Yuran into the nanny car, and left decisively.

After the car door was closed and he drove out for two or three kilometers, Fan Sirui looked behind him through the window. Sure that he had thrown Mulan Yihe far away from the hotel, he laughed uncontrollably, and rolled back and forth with laughter.

"Hahaha! Mulan is a shrewd woman, and she is so stupid today, it has to be my beautiful sister's strategy, and she probably can't keep her endorsement. ”

Yang Yuran accompanied the hook of the corners of her mouth, where is she amazing, it is clear that Qin Muyu is strategizing, accurately calculated that Mulan has placed eyeliner in the company, and secretly observes Fan Sirui's every move.

Yang Yuran revealed that Mulan came to the place where they were eating when she heard the news, and mistakenly took the driver and the two secretaries who went to drive for someone in charge.

"You have to remember that you are the one who is being followed, and you have blocked Mulan from the address book, and she is not allowed to answer the phone when she changes the phone to call you, to show that she is very angry."

Yang Yuran admonished more.

Fan Sirui was so convinced that she threw herself to the ground, and obediently agreed: "Okay, I know, I will let her stay on the blacklist until the beautiful sister makes arrangements for the next step." ”

"Well, good job."

Yang Yuran returned to the apartment just after ten o'clock, unlocked the electronic door and pushed it open.

The elegant aroma of jasmine tea came to the face, and Yang Yuran followed the fragrance to the balcony tea table. Without Qin Muyu's greeting, he sat opposite him, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of flower tea.

After taking a sip and drinking, he quenched his thirst after drinking four glasses in a row, and smiled at Qin Muyu: "Thank you, our Vice President Qin, for your high skills." ”

"You don't need to be polite."