I'm not a theatre god

It was a young figure with a handsome face wearing a theatrical robe, with a boy carrying a bag beside him. He looked like an artist attending a banquet.

"Hello, may I ask..."

"Jinghonglou actor, Lin Yan." Chen Ling paused for a moment, "This is my invitation."

Jinghong Tower? Lin Yan? These two names were very unfamiliar to the butler. They were not famous celebrities or actors in the main city of Hongchen. He first took the invitation and carefully identified it, then took out a list from behind and checked it carefully. stand up.

"Lin Yan...oh, he is the person who signed the contract from Huang's consortium."

To be able to become the steward of the Beidou Consortium, he has already reviewed countless people. Judging from the situation on the list, there is a high probability that this person is a newcomer who has just signed a contract with the Huang Consortium. He has no qualifications and no reputation. He is not qualified at all. To attend this dinner, it was probably Huang's consortium operating secretly, hoping to favor Lin Yan at the birthday banquet.

The butler's attitude was suddenly a little cold, but Chen Ling had the invitation in hand and still followed the procedure.

"Well, okay...I'll also register the gifts you brought, and then we can go in."

Just as Chen Ling was about to speak, a buzzing horn sounded from behind. He and the housekeeper looked back at the same time, only to see a black car driving to the entrance of the manor.

As the window rolled down, Li Ruohong poked his head out of the car and said with a smile:

"Uncle Tan, open the door for me."

"It turns out to be Master Ruohong." The butler raised his brows and a kind smile appeared on his face, "Master, please park the car outside. There are many people inside now, so it is not convenient to drive in..."

"Uncle Tan, I told my uncle about this."

Li Ruohong raised his hand, pointed to the back seat of the vehicle, and said in a low voice, "I'm here with distinguished guests."

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment and glanced at the back seat of the car. Two indifferent figures in bodyguard uniforms were sitting there, glancing at him casually.

Chen Ling was holding an oil-paper umbrella and standing with the housekeeper. When she saw the two figures in the back seat of the car, her heart moved slightly.

Chen Ling only heard their conversation in the dance hall last time, but did not go in, and did not see the faces of the two Wuji Realm spies. Now it seems that these two people are younger than Chen Ling imagined. .

The housekeeper seemed to have remembered something, nodded slightly, and directly waved the security guards on both sides to get out of the way, opening a path for Li Ruohong to drive into the manor.

"Oh, and this." Li Ruohong put his head into the car. After a moment, he took out an extremely exquisitely wrapped gift bag and handed it to the butler.

"A birthday gift I prepared for my uncle."

"Master Ruohong, you are too polite. What gifts do you want from your family?" the housekeeper said with a helpless smile.

"It must have the proper etiquette. I picked this specially for my uncle. It should be quite suitable...remember to mark it for me."

"Don't worry, Master Ruohong, the chairman will definitely see it."

The butler took the gift bag and said with a smile on his face.

Li Ruohong suddenly saw Chen Ling and Kong Baosheng beside the door out of the corner of his eye, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Why are you here?"

"I also received an invitation and came to wish Chairman Mu his birthday."

"You? A poor theater owner, are you worthy of coming to celebrate my uncle's birthday?"

Li Ruohong looked at the butler with a strange expression. The latter immediately noticed something was wrong in his words and hesitantly explained, "Master, this is a newly signed artist under the Huang Family Group, and he does have an invitation from us. …But I don’t know exactly who sent it and the screening process.”

Hearing this, Li Ruohong instantly understood the reason and couldn't help but sneered:

"I said, "Why do you have the guts to go against me? It turns out that you have the support of the Huang family consortium behind you? However, it seems that they don't pay much attention to you... With your poor appearance, what can you use to celebrate my uncle's birthday?"

When Chen Ling heard this, she smiled slightly and said:

"Don't worry, the gift I prepared will not be worse than yours."

Li Ruohong glanced at him disdainfully, as if she was about to say something, but the "bodyguard" in the back seat became impatient. After coughing slightly, Li Ruohong closed his mouth and glared at Chen Ling:

"We'll see."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ruohong stepped on the accelerator, and the vehicle slowly drove into the manor amidst a roar.

After Li Ruohong left, the smile on the butler's face gradually faded. He put the gift bag into the pile of gifts behind him and specially wrote the three words "Li Ruohong" on the label and put it on the seal to make it easier to distinguish it from other gifts.

He raised his head and glanced at Chen Ling, and asked calmly: "Where were you talking about...oh, where is your gift?"

Not far away, Chen Ling glanced at the well-packaged gift bag with the three characters "Li Ruohong" on it. She silently reached into her gift box and touched it lightly. The scarlet trick was activated, and the heavy bag in her hand suddenly became lighter. Quite a few.

He placed the gift box directly on the table, opened it slowly in front of everyone, and said with a smile:

"A pair of men's leather shoes from Batalon, Darth Vader series, size 43."

Seeing this pair of shoes, the housekeeper was obviously stunned. Kong Baosheng behind Chen Ling even widened his eyes and opened his mouth in an O shape unconsciously.

This brand of leather shoes is an absolute luxury in the world of mortals. You can't buy it if you have money. Even Kong Baosheng has heard of its name. He didn't expect that his boss usually said that he didn't have money, but then he took action. So powerful!

"Hmm... Okay." The housekeeper couldn't help but look at Chen Ling one more time, lowered his head and recorded the information, "You can go in."

"Thanks."

[Audience Expectation Value +3]

Chen Ling smiled politely and walked straight into the manor. Kong Baosheng, who had come to his senses, followed immediately.

There is still some time before the birthday banquet officially starts, but the manor is already filled with dining tables and seats for entertaining. Looking around, there are either middle-aged and successful political and business figures, or celebrities who are very popular in the outside world, Chen Ling At a glance, I saw many familiar faces.

Everyone was holding wine glasses on the soft grass, talking and laughing, and there was a special band playing in the distance. Coupled with the exquisite and elegant manor environment of the Beidou Consortium, it was definitely the top banquet venue in the world of mortals.

The only fly in the ointment was that there was still light rain falling in the sky, but Mu Chunsheng seemed to think it was more romantic. Instead of asking people to move the venue indoors, everyone was given a transparent plastic umbrella, and the raindrops fell on the ground. The soft sound of the umbrella is intertwined with the melodious sound of the cello, which makes it feel like the world is intoxicated.

Chen Ling's entrance did not attract the attention of most people, because at this time, a black car was slowly driving past the periphery of the venue, heading straight towards the depths of the Beidou Consortium. So far, everyone's vehicles were parked. Outside the door, it is difficult not to pay attention to this car, the only one that has entered the manor.

The director held a transparent umbrella and stood on the edge of the field, almost passing by the black car. His eyes gradually went away along with the taillights of the car.

After a while, he silently pressed the button of the intercom in his clothes:

"...I saw the appearance of those two people."