About a week later, Yuan Meng dealt with the follow-up matters and came to visit the set.

After getting the funding, Yu Linong rarely arranged for her to shoot night scenes, but instead set up the set overnight, working with great enthusiasm and striving for perfection.

Since there was no work in the evening, Su Xian asked Tang Tang to have dinner together. She didn't go to the evening show, so the assistant asked her sisters to go shopping and listen to gossip.

Su Xian suggested going for hotpot, so the three of them found a supposedly authentic hotpot restaurant hidden in an old alley.

Tang Tang can eat spicy food without any restrictions, and Yuan Meng doesn't want to spoil the two girls, so she does as she pleases.

Su Xian ordered the red soup generously, with various ingredients rolling in the red soup.

"The beef will be cooked in a moment." Su Xian picked up a piece of beef with his chopsticks, put it in his bowl, mixed it with the dipping sauce, and ate it in one bite. The spicy and fragrant taste spread in his mouth, greatly stimulating his taste buds.

So she couldn't eat with someone.

“You seem to have a good appetite when eating. If you were to become a food-broadcasting artist, you would probably get good traffic.” Tang Tang said with a smile.

Su Xian fell silent and suddenly thought of someone. It seemed that the incident happened a long time ago, but it was only more than a year.

"Tang Tang, are you...in touch with Tian Yucheng?"

Tang Tang paused, "No, it has been gone since she went abroad."

"Oh."

"Speaking of which, the four of us in the dormitory are quite famous in Beijing Film Academy. You are now the campus beauty of Beijing Film Academy. Your fans at the neighboring Beijing University even built a website specifically for you."

"I don't know." Su Xian was surprised.

"You are so focused on filming that you don't even pay attention to the company's operations. It's normal." Yuan Meng sighed and asked, "Wang Zong from New Vision called you a few days ago, but you hung up?"

"Who?"

"Wang Yaoran, President of New Vision Film and Television Culture Group."

Su Xian thought for a moment, "Is that the one who called at six in the morning?"

"He said he was blocked by you." Yuan Meng was helpless.

Tang Tang couldn't help laughing, "You actually blocked Wang Yaoran, he's a big shot in the circle, the drama I'm filming is from New Vision, hahahaha."

"Boss, I don't know him." There is no such person in her circle of friends.

"The largest investor in "Red Ling." Yuan Meng said.

After hearing this, Su Xian understood.

"He contacted me and wanted to invite you to a dinner." Yuan Meng said.

"I haven't seen my husband for almost half a month because of this drama. Who has the time to attend a special banquet?" Su Xian's tone was cold, and he was obviously not interested.

"He arrived in Qincheng three days ago."

"Just for a movie?" Su Xian was a little incredulous.

"Ah."

"You want me to go?"

Yuan Meng looked at her and said, "Whether from the perspective of Jiayi CEO or your agent, I hope you go. However, I won't force you. It's up to you!"

Su Xian said indifferently: "Okay."

Wang Yaoran acted quickly and formally sent an invitation the next day, arranging a dinner in the evening on a boat.

A car was arranged to pick her up at the hotel.

The attitude is very positive.

This is an artificial river called Qinchuan, which was built around the old city of Qincheng. There are many lights and several stone arch bridges on both sides of the river, which seem to be telling the story of this ancient city.

Su Xian and Yuan Meng boarded a three-story boat, and the boat slowly sailed away from the shore.

"Mr. Su, Mr. Yuan, welcome, welcome."

Wang Yaoran looks to be in his forties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He has the elegance of a successful man of his age, but without that greasy or fat look. He is the type of handsome uncle that young girls like.

"I didn't expect President Wang to come down to greet us personally. Xianxian, this is President Wang from New Vision."

Yuan Meng introduced him with a smile. Just because he came down to greet her personally, she knew that Wang Yaoran was no simple person.

Su Xian smiled slightly and held out his hand: "Hello!"

Wang Yaoran's eyes fell on Su Xian, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and suddenly he understood why "Chi Ling" was suppressed.

Being in this circle, I have seen all kinds of beauties, and there are some who are more beautiful than Su Xian. The definition of beauty itself is objective and diverse.

But the one in front of me is very different from the beauties in the world of fame and fortune. The difference is not only in appearance, but also in the temperament that emanates from her bones.

When she looks at people, it's as if she is looking down at you. Her obsidian pupils reveal aloofness and indifference, with a sense of laziness and reserve. She gives people a sense of relaxation, as if she is ignorant of the world and has no desires. She is very different from the various images portrayed on TV.

Her beauty comes from the harmonious unity of her appearance and inner self. She is full of spirit yet calm, and has just the right sense of proportion.

This is clearly something that can only be raised by a long-standing aristocratic family.

Wang Yaoran put away his previous somewhat contemptuous attitude.

"It's true that hearing about someone is worse than meeting them in person. Miss Su is even prettier than on TV." Wang Yaoran shook her hands and said, "Please come this way, both of you."

He didn't mention at all that he was blocked.

Su Xian curved his lips and smiled, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Wang, for the invitation."

Wang Yaoran walked half a body length in front, giving people a gentle and spring-like temperament, "It is a great honor to invite General Manager Su and General Manager Yuan to join Wang's dinner party today."

As he was talking, he went up to the second floor.

This boat had been booked by Wang Yaoran a long time ago, so naturally there were no other outsiders.

As soon as Su Xian entered the box, several eyes fell on her.

One of the bunches carried such strong hatred that she could hardly ignore it.

Feng Liuluo, the actor who stole her role.

Actually, the two of them have a long history. The first time he met her was at an auction, and she was not with Song Cha at that time. Another time was the competition for the spokesperson for the tenth district of "Second World", and there was a lot of resentment between them, but Su Xian didn't take it to heart.

The man next to Feng Liuluo looked her up and down without any hesitation, as if he was looking at a prey.

The beautiful little girl, as white as a sheet of paper, has a unique appeal!

Today he came to see what kind of person was the one who asked his father to call and warn him personally, and what kind of background was behind him!

He was able to make those people in the Cultural and Political Bureau not even give him face!

Su Xian put away the smile on his face and glanced at the man indifferently, his eyes were cold and heartless.

Wang Yaoran inadvertently stood between the two of them.

He was the one who organized this dinner, so naturally he didn't want anyone to disrupt it.

"I'm sure everyone knows Mr. Yuan, so I won't introduce him. This is Mr. Su from Jiayi. Both of you, please take your seats."

As he spoke, Wang Yaoran introduced everyone to them.

It was originally an apology dinner, and most of the people who came were investors, as well as the director, producer and two leading actors of "Red Ling".

The director was a new arrival and didn't know Su Xian, but the producer was still the same one as before. Not to mention Feng Liuluo, even he felt mixed emotions now.

If I had known at the time that she was so capable, I would have replaced the heroine only if I had been kicked in the head by a donkey.

Then again, he doesn't have the ability to not change.

He glanced at Feng Liuluo vaguely, Tsk, they are all big shots, he can't afford to offend any of them.

Wang Yaoran introduced again: "This is Mr. Song Chasong."

"Mr. Wang, although Mr. Song and I have never met, we are old acquaintances. I still remember the big gift package that Mr. Song sent me." Su Xian raised his eyes lazily, his tone without a trace of emotion.

Song Cha suppressed Su Xian in the past, and even the artists in her studio almost retired from the circle. If it were someone else, they would have been out of the industry long ago, and it would be strange if they had a good face.

Yuan Meng thought that this little ancestor was simply amazing, straightforward and willful.

He quickly took over the conversation, "Mr. Song, I guess you are not from the circle, right?"

"Mr. Yuan has good taste."

The artists and celebrities brought out are all good.

"If you were someone in the same circle, I would have heard of your name a long time ago, Mr. Song, with such an outstanding temperament." Yuan Meng said with a smile.

Song Cha's icy expression relaxed.

Everyone present knew what the purpose of today's dinner was.

Feng Liuluo concealed her hatred, picked up a full glass of wine, spoke in a soft and charming voice, and had a soft and pitiful attitude.

"Today, I would like to take advantage of Mr. Wang's arrangement to apologize to Mr. Su. I hope Mr. Su will not hold it against me if I have offended you in the past."

After saying that, he drank the full glass of white wine.

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