The CEO is arrogant and clingy [Entertainment]

Bai Chu turned around in surprise.

"I would like to treat Brother Chu to a meal as an apology." Xia Zhiming's eyes were still lowered slightly, this time he stared at Baichu's arm and said these words, as if he was afraid that Baichu would not agree, and then Added, "I also invited Sister Ye Liu, Liu supervised them, and I want to thank everyone for taking care of me before."

Baichu pulled out her hand without showing any signs of expression, and smiled helplessly: "You don't need to eat..."

"It's useful!" Xia Zhiming finally raised his head and looked at Bai Chu, but within a few seconds he looked away again, still pleading: "Brother Chu, you, don't you think I'm down at all..."

"How could it be?" Seeing his stubbornness, Bai Chu thought about it, and didn't realize that he would stir up any trouble with a meal, so she let go and said, "Okay."

Xia Zhiming's eyes lit up immediately, "Thank you, Brother Chu!"

So the three of them drove to a resplendent and expensive restaurant—Xiong Mingming was driving at the entrance of the hotel and waited for Baichu, but his little boss was not the only one waiting.

When passing by the hall, Xia Zhiming arranged a seat for Xiong Mingming alone, saying that because the reserved private box was not enough, he had to wrong Xiong Mingming to eat outside, and any consumption should be charged to the account of the box.Bai Chu thought that this was someone else's invitation after all, so she couldn't say anything.

"Will it be too expensive?" Bai Chu casually followed Xia Zhiming, looking up at the interior decoration along the way.Well, the aesthetics of the restaurant owner has to be reworked.

"No, no, Brother Chu, here." Xia Zhiming, who was leading the walk, turned his head and smiled, and made a turn, and came to the door of the box at the destination.

It's just that it's so different from other places.Because there was a man standing in front of the door, dressed in black and black trousers, which instantly made the atmosphere serious and tense.

Bai Chu slowed down because of this, but Xia Zhiming didn't care so much, he just dragged him to the door and walked in.

Bai Chu felt something was wrong the moment his hand was pulled, but it was too late.

The door slammed shut behind him, and there were a dozen or so people sitting around the big round table in the box in front of him. To be precise, all of them were people who had only seen or heard about it in newspapers and magazines.

"You're Xiaobai? Come here, have a seat!" Sitting facing the door, in the center of the round table was a man with a bloated figure and a potbellied belly. His eyes lit up the moment he saw Baichu enter the door.He drank a lot, opened his mouth wide enough to almost drip, and urged people to sit beside him.

With this appearance, Bai Chu really couldn't associate the boss of the Internet media giant with such a man.

Bai Chu glanced around the box, and there were also two men who were dressed similarly to the one outside the door, who should be similar to bodyguards.And the other people on the round table who looked at him were either the vice president of the newspaper, or the senior executives of the entertainment company, and even some black and white figures-there were no people like Ye Liu and Liu Yiding at all.

As for Xia Zhiming?He had already stood aside and tried his best to eliminate his sense of existence.

Baichu sneered in his heart, he wanted to see how this Hongmen Banquet could affect him.

Seeing that Baichu had been standing still, the bloated man who had asked him to sit down before got up and rushed to Baichu, reaching out to wrap his arms around Baichu's shoulders and bring him into his arms.

Baichu moved away calmly, dodged lightly, then held the hand, and said calmly: "Mr. Cao, hello." After speaking, he immediately let go of his hand.

He will not let himself fall into an awkward and passive situation from the beginning, nor will he refute this President Cao's face.

"Hello, hello," Mr. Cao scrutinized the person from top to bottom with his squinting eyes, and his hoarse voice was accompanied by a strong smell of alcohol, "Come on, let's drink."

If the drinking table is linked to class, then this is no longer a matter of wine, but a temptation of power and control.

Asking you to drink is nothing more than "are you willing to submit a drunken ugliness to me to express your obedience", which is an expression of the desire to control power.The more disgusting you are, the more drunk you are, the more ugly you are, the more expensive you are, and the more you can express your sincerity.

And everyone around is the witness of this ceremony.

Therefore, if he says no, it means that he has violated his right to control his desire.

"I do not drink."

It's just that Baichu has already decided that she will never bow to anyone again in this life.

President Cao's expression dropped almost immediately, and other people at the table hurried over to smooth things over.They forcefully stuffed a wine glass into Bai Chu's hand, pretending to pour him wine, and said, "Young man, you need to practice drinking more. A small drinking capacity will not be good for your future."

From time to time, someone next to him echoed, "That's right, Mr. Cao asked you to drink, and you are so incapable of doing anything.", "This is Mr. Cao, the young man must know how to seize opportunities, and whoever Mr. Cao wants to praise is not the king and queen level?"...

Such voices filled his ears, but Baichu gently blocked the wine bottle that was about to pour into his glass with the back of his hand. He turned around and walked out of the encirclement, took the spare tea on the table beside him, poured it full cup.

"Mr. Cao, it stands to reason that I should respect you when we meet for the first time." Although Bai Chu doesn't like to say such 'official' words, it doesn't mean he can't say, "'A gentleman's friendship is as light as water', Water can form all shapes and contain all things. When it comes to 'taste', there is only a lot more knowledge in water than wine. What do you think?"

Bai Chu made up his mind that he wouldn't drink a drop of wine.Because he knew that once he let go, he would never be able to push back.

No one expected that Bai Chu would be so hard-nosed, because his aura made the people who persuaded him not dare to say anything more, and they just watched Boss Cao's expression quietly and apprehensively.

Naturally, Boss Cao is not that easy to deal with. He squinted and smiled and approached Baichu again, and said with a low laugh, "You don't need to be as light as water, I am willing to be a villain."

Baichu looked at him and said, "I don't drink with villains."

He said this in a low volume, so even if other people heard it, they just pretended not to hear it, and surrounded Mr. Cao to sit back on the table, just as if Baichu's arrival was a moment of indecision at their banquet. An episode that people care about.

The career of an artist does not depend on the preferences of the leaders, but one must rely on skills or relationships. This sentence applies to all workplaces in China.

As soon as Bai Chu's words came out, they secretly thought in their hearts that this new star in the film and television music industry might be about to die soon.

But Mr. Cao still refused to give up. He suddenly grabbed Baichu's wrist that was holding the wine glass, with such strength that most of the water in the glass was spilled, and he stared at Baichu with explicit and vicious eyes, "I want you drink!"

Bai Chu frowned impatiently at this arrogant action.Just when he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to turn his face away, the door of the box was kicked open with a bang.

Everyone was terrified and looked towards the door together.

The first time Fang Shaozhuo stepped in, he saw the fat claw on Bai Chu's wrist, and he immediately understood what it was like to be out of breath.

Xiong Mingming and Sun Yunqing were busy blocking the bodyguards from left to right.At this time, Xiong Mingming's size is very useful, because he can block two by himself.

Fang Shaozhuo didn't look at the others, and walked directly in front of Mr. Cao with long legs.The corner of his mouth was smiling openly, which was his expression when he was getting angrier.

"Mr. Cao, I have admired your name for a long time, and I finally meet you today. This cup represents my respect. You can do whatever you want."

He took Baichu's wine glass with one hand, and forcefully blocked Mr. Cao's hand holding Baichu tightly with the other. He turned around and filled the glass with wine, then raised his head, and the bottom of the glass was turned upside down.

At this time, Mr. Cao realized that the unexpected guest was about to speak, but Fang Shaozhuo said again:

"The artists in the company have no rules and don't know how to deal with them. They must have spoiled everyone's interest. Fang is here to say sorry."

Then another glass.

Mr. Cao finally understood what he meant at this time, taking food by the mouth of a tiger?That must be a show of power.

"Fang Shaozhuo, right? I've heard your name before." Mr. Cao looked over carefully, and found that this person also looked like a celebrity, "So you mean... I have wronged your people?"

"How dare you." Fang Shaozhuo whispered with a smile on his face, "But I believe Mr. Cao must understand that a gentleman does not take what others like."

Mr. Cao's face darkened, and the flesh on his face was faintly angry, and one or two brats dared to slap him in the face.He didn't say a word, and asked someone to bring a bottle of Moutai, and threw it on the table with a bang.

"I don't have anyone to take advantage of others, only 'a small amount is not a gentleman', Mr. Fang, what do you think?"

As soon as Boss Cao finished speaking, Bai Chu on the side suddenly pulled Fang Shaozhuo's hand, locked his eyes tightly on the man, and said in a low voice, "Don't mess around! I can handle it myself."

Seeing his anxious appearance, Fang Shaozhuo smiled in his heart.Fang Shaozhuo gave him a reassuring look, then walked to the table, picked up the wine bottle, and poured it directly into his mouth.

Baichu came over immediately to snatch the wine bottle from him.

But Fang Shaozhuo seemed to have sensed it, and grabbed Bai Chu's hand first when he reached out, raised his head and continued to drink, while holding his hand firmly.

None of the people present had ever seen someone blowing baijiu against a bottle, and they all stopped their hands and stared dumbfounded.

In fact, Bai Chu knew that Fang Shaozhuo blocked the drink for him this time, not purely to let him not be "wronged", but to let more people know who he is, someone is covering him, and covering him To be able to live - is Fang Shaozhuo's first step in demonstration.

However, Bai Chu suddenly hated time, it was so long and tedious.

It turned out that what annoyed him more than being humiliated was the feeling of powerlessness that he could only stand aside.

Finally, the mouth of the wine bottle left Fang Shaozhuo's bright red lips. He gently put the bottle back on the table and looked up at Mr. Cao calmly.

Mr. Cao narrowed his eyes with a smirk, and raised his hands to applaud, "Mr. Fang is a good drinker. This Moutai, I treat you as my treat."

"President Cao, you're being polite. I've asked the front desk to put the box under my name. You can do whatever you want." Fang Shaozhuo held Baichu's hand and said with a slight smile, "Man, I'll take it away."