The reborn movie queen is rebellious and the villain boss surrenders obediently

The banquet hall is large, and the overall decoration is in European style. Some people who usually appear in financial reports are gathering together in twos and threes to chat at the moment.

There were many popular female celebrities wearing gorgeous high-end dresses to accompany her. Qiao Xingcan was wearing the most inconspicuous red suspender dress. It was not high-end, and it was not even a new product of the season. Even so, she quickly attracted a large number of people as soon as she appeared. look.

Her long hair was draped behind her head, her makeup was light, and her rich facial features alone were enough to make her stunningly beautiful. Whether those who knew her or those who didn't knew her, they all looked stunning.

Qiao Xingcan already has a face that women would be jealous of and men would admire. The red dress made her whole person noble and cool, just like the roses in the valley, which made people want to pick them but dare not get close.

An Wen walked in side by side with her, taking in everyone's stunning gazes. She leaned close to Qiao Xingcan's ear and whispered, "Sister, you are absolutely stunning today!"

Qiao Xingcan didn't look sideways and said expressionlessly, "When am I not beautiful?"

"I don't know if spending time with you every day has made me tired of my aesthetics. I usually think you are just an ordinary beauty. But today, when I compared it with these female stars here, I realized that you are simply a fairy!"

Qiao Xingcan almost couldn't hold back her laughter and pinched An Wen's arm secretly, "Don't praise me to death. You can't eat me for being good-looking. If you expect me to believe in yourself!"

The people who can come here are the most sober people in the vanity market. In their eyes, no matter how beautiful things are, they need to weigh the interests first before considering whether to touch them.

So these fame-seeking businessmen only look at you briefly and then look away. They don't care about your beauty, they only care about how much benefit your status and influence can bring to their brand.

This is the most realistic problem in the entertainment industry.

Qiao Xingcan laughed at himself, "I also want to help you support the scene, but my strength doesn't allow it!"

All the famous celebrities present were far ahead of her. Maybe those people were secretly wondering how she got in.

An Wen took two glasses of champagne from the passing waiter and said seriously, "Your beauty is enough for me!" She handed Qiao Xingcan a glass of wine and clinked the glasses with her, " I saw a big boss in the media industry. Come over and make yourself familiar. You can find a place to sit by yourself for a while!"

An Wen turned around and left, heading straight for her target. Qiao Xingcan sat down on the casual sofa next to the banquet hall with a wine glass in hand, looking at the chatting guests with boredom.

Until a familiar figure came into view, she immediately sat up straight.

Qi Zhan, who had been out of touch for a week, was still wearing a black suit. His unique height stood out among the crowd, and it was difficult not to notice.

All the men present were wearing ties, but he was not. Not only that, the two buttons of the collar of the silk shirt he was wearing were unbuttoned. He was casual and uninhibited, but still cold, arrogant and dignified, a proper flower of the high mountains.

As soon as Qi Zhan appeared in the banquet hall, he was surrounded by a wave of people fawning over him. They were obviously older than him, but they acted like juniors.

Qiao Xingcan noticed that behind him was a man in a black suit and white shirt. He had deep eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and an ascetic face, but his behavior was polite and decent, and he always had a refreshing smile on his face, helping Qi Zhan blocked some unnecessary social interactions.

Qiao Xingcan recognized him. Qi Zhan's most effective bodyguard was Ming Mingming. He was both a subordinate and a brother, and he was often the spokesperson who would appear on all occasions in Qi Zhan's place.

Those who want to ask Qi Zhan for help in Shanghai may not necessarily see Qi Zhan himself, but if he tries hard, he might be able to eat at the same table as Minglang.

Qiao Xingcan's eyes were glued to Qi Zhan from beginning to end, thinking that when there was no one around him, he would find a chance to go over and apologize in person.

But soon, he discovered that Qi Zhan had left Mingming to deal with those who wanted to cooperate, and he walked straight to a sixty-year-old man with gray hair and a Chinese tunic suit.

Although Qi Zhan was still stern, his behavior was obviously polite and even modest.

Qiao Xingcan was feeling suspicious when she saw the old man turning slightly sideways, and a familiar face fell into her eyes. It turned out to be the former leader of Yucheng, Rongli!

Although he just retired last year, his connections and influence are still there, and there are many people who ask him to do things, and Qi Zhan is no exception.

After being stunned for a short time, she immediately couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips and thought to herself: Now is the chance to return the favor!

Qi Zhan chatted with Ronli for nearly five minutes. Ronli always had a smile on his face, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was a little distant in his politeness.

After Rongli made an excuse to leave, Qi Zhan's brows furrowed almost invisible, and then he walked towards the terrace outside the banquet hall.

Qiao Xingcan drank the last sip of wine in his glass, then calmly stood up and followed him.

There were only a few floor lamps on the terrace, and Qi Zhan's tall figure was hidden in the dim light. His profile was sharp and cold, and his emotions could not be seen.

He held a lit cigarette in his hand, and as he moved, the cigarette butt flashed brightly and dimly.

Qiao Xingcan calmed down, walked forward, stopped one meter behind him, and called him, "Qi Zhan."

Qi Zhan didn't look back. After a while, he said two words in a cold voice, "Is something wrong?"

"I'm here to apologize to you. I'm sorry for misunderstanding you that night. I never thought you were not a gentleman. It's just that in that situation, I was left with only helplessness and fear, and I was instinctively guarding against everything! I didn't mean to target you. , it’s not that I don’t trust you, in that unconscious state, it would be the same for anyone!”

"If my instinctive defense made you feel uncomfortable that day, I sincerely apologize to you. Can you please forgive me this time?"

Qiao Xingcan's tone was humble and her attitude was sincere. Even if Qi Zhan didn't see the expression on her face, he could not help but picture her bowing her neck proudly, lowering her eyes slightly, and even her cheeks were red.

His heart softened for no reason for a moment. After a few seconds, Qi Zhan turned to face her and said calmly, "Who said I was angry?" After a pause, he added, "I have been very busy recently."

Qiao Xingcan met his ink-colored pupils, her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately smoothed her hair with a smile, "As long as you're not angry! By the way, I haven't even had time to say thank you to you, you saved me again, If there is anything I can do to help you in the future, I will go through fire and water, and my brain will be destroyed!"

"You still have some conscience." Qi Zhan's voice was still calm, but his expression was obviously much calmer.

Qiao Xingcan struck while the iron was hot, "I just saw you chatting with Rongli, the top leader in Yucheng. Is it because of the land in his hand?"

Qi Zhan frowned and said nothing, but it was clearly written on his face: How did you know?