I earn merit in the entertainment industry

Zhan Haiyang followed Guo Wenxing to several more boxes.

Just when he began to wonder if Guo Wenxing had deliberately brought him out to block the drink, he finally returned to the box where the investors, producers and leading actors and actresses were sitting.

The two of them pushed the door open and took a few steps inside when they noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere in the box.

Sitting among a group of middle-aged successful entrepreneurs, the young and handsome Zhou Jingyun stood out.

Next to him stood a woman wearing a red fishtail skirt.

The thin fabric was tightly wrapped around the woman's exquisite body, making her heavily made-up face even more charming.

The woman held a wine glass in her hand and seemed to be toasting Zhou Jingyun.

But judging from the awkward and stiff expression on her face, it seemed that she was rejected by Zhou Jingyun.

"Xiao Zhou, you are just looking down on me."

In the slightly quiet box, a smiling male voice sounded.

When Zhan Haiyang heard this, he looked over and saw a man in his early fifties with a slicked back hair talking to Zhou Jingyun.

"Liu Yang is a popular actress in our company. If she proposes a toast to you, just treat it as a favor for me."

"Mr. Zeng, it is indeed my fault."

Zhou Jingyun pushed up the glasses on his face, his face full of apology and embarrassment.

"Everyone in Miss Liu's famous circle knows everyone. How many people are honored to have dinner at the same table with her!"

"It's true that I've been taking stomach medicine recently, and the doctor told me not to drink alcohol."

With Zhou Jingyun's current identity and status, if he has already said this, no one will usually force him to drink again.

But Zeng Jinchao was well-known in City A as a glutton for drinking, and he also liked to force others to drink by relying on his seniority.

He heard Zhou Jingyun say that he was taking medicine, but he didn't give up.

"Why do you young people always take medicine and maintain health? It's not like the people in our time who were in good health."

Zeng Jinchao laughed and picked up the wine glass in front of him.

"How about this? I will accompany Xiaoliu to respect you!"

The old man had a warm smile on his face, as if he didn't realize that he was forcing others into a difficult situation.

Zhan Haiyang frowned slightly, and he didn't understand how someone could take himself so seriously.

The last time he was taken home by his boss to apply medicine, he still remembered how his boss had stomachache so much that his face turned pale and he didn't even want to say anything.

A man like the boss is obsessed with saving face at first glance. If the pain is really unbearable, how could anyone notice the clues?

When you have stomach problems, you are most afraid of drinking alcohol, as it will definitely make it worse.

who do you think You Are?

If you join us in toasting, people won't get stomach problems after drinking it?

Zhou Jingyun obviously thought the same as him.

The corners of the man's lips raised at an imperceptible angle, but there was a troubled expression on his face.

He stood up and said with a wry smile, "Mr. Zeng, you are so disrespectful to this junior. How dare I ask you to propose a toast."

"I'm really in too much pain to dare to drink. Next time when I get better, I'll make sure to ask Mr. Zeng for a drink to apologize, okay?"

Normally, I would just drink this wine.

But Zhou Jingyun suffered from serious stomach pains some time ago, and he is still in the fearful stage where cold sweat breaks out on his back whenever he recalls it.

He really doesn't want to drink this glass of wine now.

In the eyes of those at the same table, Zhou Jingyun's stature was already very low at this time, which was enough to give Zeng Jinchao face.

After all, although Zeng Jinchao entered the industry early, his company's current scale is completely unable to compete with the rapidly growing "Recreation Entertainment".

Everyone has been secretly speculating whether Mr. Zeng and Zhou Jingyun have any connection.

Others don't know it, but Guo Wenxing knows it.

When Zhou Jingyun came to city A to start his own business, he received some guidance from Zeng Jinchao.

Lao Zhou was a man who remembered his gratitude and longed for old friendships. Even though he later repaid Zeng's favor with resources doubled, he still treated him with the courtesy of a senior.

This time, the company surnamed Zeng was able to invest in his "Little Junior Sister", all thanks to Zhou Jingyun's matchmaking.

But this person named Zeng always took the kindness of three melons and two dates seriously.

Zeng Jinchao touched his greasy belly as if he was pregnant with Liujia, and continued to persuade him to drink without thinking about life or death.

"I think back then, our business was all done over drinks at the wine table."

He said with a smile and looked around at everyone at the table, as if looking for supporters.

"Business can only be discussed if you can drink. If you can't drink, the other party will feel that you don't respect him, and the business will not be discussed.

"What does a glass of red wine mean? I remember when I drank until I had to go to the hospital for an intravenous drip, and then I got up the next day and had to drink again."

Withdrawing his gaze, he finally looked at Zhou Jingyun, and then raised his hand holding the cup in the air.

He signaled Zhou Jingyun to stop procrastinating and drink quickly.

Zeng Jinchao's hand holding the cup kept hanging in the air, and Liu Yang, who was standing next to Zhou Jingyun, felt a little embarrassed.

Mr. Zeng liked to have everyone drink with him the most. He brought her out because she could drink.

But in the current situation, if Mr. Zeng forced Mr. Zhou to drink, I don’t know if Mr. Zhou would take his anger out on her later.

"Mr. Zhou is not feeling well, so I'll drink this cup for him."

Liu Yang put on a smile and came out, trying to find a place for himself and Mr. Zeng to get off.

Unexpectedly, Zeng Jinchao probably drank too much tonight, so he didn't even go down the steps.

Instead, he straightened his face and reprimanded Liu Yang, "When I'm talking to Mr. Zhou, it's your turn to interrupt!"

Zhan Haiyang has heard before that there is the most annoying person at the wine table who always likes to force others to drink with various excuses and reasons.

Now that I finally saw it, I just felt speechless.

Zeng Jinchao saw that Zhou Jingyun had not moved at all, so he showed off his previous kindness to Zhou Jingyun due to his drunkenness.

"Xiao Zhou, please stop being modest. I don't know your drinking capacity yet. When you first arrived in City A, wasn't it me who took you to drink one meal at a time?"

"How about this, you just give me face, I drink a glass and you drink half a glass?"

Face, face, do you have no face yourself? Always asking for face from others.

Zhan Haiyang pursed his lips. This man seemed to be speaking very generously.

He drinks a glass and the boss drinks half a glass.

So why do you have to bring up the past things before drinking and put pressure on people?

It's better to just stop forcing sick people to drink.

Are you happy just by saying things like this and insisting on making everyone unable to stand down?

Everyone at the table looked at Zhou Jingyun again.

Zhou Jingyun lowered his eyes, obviously feeling a little impatient.

Lao Zeng used to go to those wine shops with him, but it was actually for his own company.

He spoke politely, but it was really shameful for Lao Zeng to treat this matter as a favor for so many years.

Forget it, he would just give this person face again and settle his previous friendship.

The next time we meet, if he is still entangled like this, there will be no friendship to talk about.

With sharp eyes, Zhan Haiyang saw his boss from a distance, calmly rubbing his stomach with his hand, and seemed to be about to pick up the wine glass.

He quickly stepped forward and walked to Zhou Jingyun.