The atmosphere in the private room fell into a strange state, and everyone looked at each other, eager to change the topic.
Immediately, a man pushed the female subordinate beside him, "Why don't you go get more wine for Mr. Qi!"
The women at the table were all pretty beauties. After hearing this, they all stood up and approached Qi Zhan, pouring wine and lighting cigarettes. They all looked like real female publicists.
In Shanghai, who doesn’t want to climb the golden mountain of Qizhan?
Now that Qiao Xingcan has given up his seat, countless pairs of eyes will immediately focus on Qi Zhan's girlfriend's throne. Even if it is an unrecognized romantic relationship, it is something that most people cannot ask for.
Qiao Xingcan sat dizzy, holding on to the table with both hands to maintain balance.
She stared at the scene of Qi Zhan surrounded by many beauties with a normal expression. Her drunken fox eyes were half-lidded, showing no trace of any strange emotion, as if she would fall asleep at any moment.
Qi Zhan became even more irritated, and said coldly with a stern face, "Am I the garbage collector? Are you sending all kinds of goods in front of me?"
Several women felt the temperature around them drop sharply, and they all took a few steps back without daring to move forward. Their faces turned red and white.
After all, they are all elites of the film and television company, and they are all beautiful in appearance. This is the first time that they have been scolded as if they are trash, and the key is that they dare not say anything.
"Mr. Qi, calm down, I'll be the host, you'll give me a favor, and let's go to the newly opened Lost City Club!"
The Lost City Club is a newly opened entertainment club, and it is rumored that the public relations ladies there are more beautiful than the last.
The speaker obviously thought that Qi Zhan didn't like the looks of these people.
"It's pointless to discuss business with you guys." Qi Zhan turned to look at Wang Xu, who was beside him with a flattering look on his face. He was obviously smiling, but it made people feel like they were falling into an ice cave, "Huanyu and your company's The cooperation ends here. Regardless of whether "Fushenglou" is a hit or not, I will not invest in any subsequent projects."
After he finished speaking in a nonchalant tone, he stood up and walked out expressionlessly.
Everyone panicked, and Wang Xu didn't come back to his senses for a while.
After a brief daze, a group of company executives suddenly half-sobered up, supported each other and chased out.
When Qiao Xingcan was half-dragged and half-dragged to the door, Qi Zhan was already half-legged on the car.
He glanced at the man who pretended to be holding Qiao Xingcan, but was actually doing it secretly, and the coldness in his eyes quickly froze into frost.
He turned around and stepped out of the car. When no one could react, he kicked the man who was taking advantage of the situation far away. He grabbed Qiao Xingcan's wrist and helped her stabilize her body.
The whole set of movements was so smooth that everyone was forced to sober up.
The man who was kicked away lay on the ground and groaned. It looked like he had fallen badly.
The others were also stunned and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Qi Zhan threw the half-lit cigarette in the man's face, without saying a word, picked up the unconscious Qiao Xingcan and put him into the back seat of the car, followed by him.
Xia Mingxi was so drunk that she didn't recognize her relatives, her body was like cotton candy, and she fell to the side.
Qi Zhan glanced at her, his expression dark and unclear. He couldn't tell whether he was angry or something else. In short, his chest was so tight that it was about to explode.
The bodyguard driving in the front seat looked at him carefully through the rearview mirror, "Mr. Qi, where are we going?"
Qi Zhan tugged on his collar irritably, and after a few seconds said in a deep voice, "Go to the hotel!"
Qiao Xingcan didn't make a fuss when he was drunk and slept peacefully.
Qi Zhan stood by the bed and looked at her intently for a long time, and finally sighed heavily, "If I treat you like this, you won't avoid me on purpose anymore, right?"
Qiao Xingcan woke up naturally after sleeping. The sun was shining brightly outside the window. She narrowed her eyes slightly and blocked the direct sunlight from her eyes with her hands.
I wanted to hold my body up and sit up, but I felt a splitting headache as soon as I moved.
She raised her hand to rub her temples, and then she began to look at her surroundings.
The decoration style was obviously the same as that of a hotel. She was confused for a moment, staring at the crystal chandelier above her head in a daze.
After being stunned for more than ten seconds, Qiao Xingcan came back to his senses and opened the quilt in a panic to check.
The clothes were all there, and even her crossbody bag was well carried on her back.
The only memory in Qiao Xingcan's mind was that she scolded Qi Zhan last night for being stupid and rich in money. What happened next was completely forgotten.
She couldn't remember how she left or why she was here.
There were more than a dozen missed calls on the phone, all from An Wen.
Qiao Xingcan patted her cheek to wake herself up, and called An Wen back to report that she was safe.
Then I washed briefly, put on my mask and sunglasses, and went to the hotel front desk armed with my room card.
"Hello, please help me check the room opening record of this room."
The girl at the front desk reached out to pick it up, but before she could get it in her hand, just by seeing the number on the room card, she blurted out, "Isn't this Mr. Qi's room card?"
The only top-level suite in the entire Blue Mountain Hotel, Qi Zhan’s exclusive presidential suite.
The front desk clerk who worked the morning shift didn't know that Qi Zhan had come to the hotel last night with Qiao Xingcan in his arms. At this moment, he looked suspiciously at the person in front of him who had his face covered.
Qiao Xingcan looked slightly startled, and soon said in a normal voice, "I picked it up, please return it to the original owner, thank you."
After she finished speaking, she pretended to be calm and turned around to leave.
There was an offline promotion event for "Fushenglou" to be held at two o'clock in the afternoon. After leaving the hotel, she rushed to the company to do styling.
On the way, she kept thinking, what on earth did Qi Zhan want to do?
He deliberately prevented her from getting off the stage at the dinner last night, making her lose face in front of so many people, as if there was a deep hatred between the two.
As a result, she was sent to the hotel drunk again. Is this just a slap in the face and a sweet date?
Although Qiao Xingcan is a contracted artist of Huanyu Entertainment and rarely comes to the company, everyone on the 11th floor of Huanyu Building treats her as enthusiastically as if she has been a good friend for [-] years and one month.
But this is all the previous treatment.
Now when she came back to the company, except for Tu Doudou, who came in advance to help her prepare the dress, who was as warm as ever, everyone else looked deliberately distant, either pretending not to see it, or giving her a professional fake smile.
Qiao Xingcan smiled bitterly, not surprised by this.
Human nature is mostly like this. When you are in the clouds, they will please you in every possible way. When you fall from the altar, they will avoid you.
What's more, it's the most realistic entertainment industry.
Qiao Xingcan waited in the dressing room for more than ten minutes before Tu Doudou, who went to call the makeup artist, opened the door and walked in with an angry look.
"what happened?"
Tu Doudou said angrily, "Obviously they have nothing to do, but they have to find all kinds of excuses to avoid coming over to help you put on your makeup!"
Qiao Xingcan smiled as expected, "It doesn't matter, I can draw it myself."
After all, she has broken up with Qi Zhan now, and because of the hot search for "cuckold" some time ago, in the eyes of outsiders, Qi Zhan, who is extremely shameless, should hate her to death.
Anyone who works in Huanyu Building, as long as they have a brain, knows which way to turn their elbows.
Immediately, a man pushed the female subordinate beside him, "Why don't you go get more wine for Mr. Qi!"
The women at the table were all pretty beauties. After hearing this, they all stood up and approached Qi Zhan, pouring wine and lighting cigarettes. They all looked like real female publicists.
In Shanghai, who doesn’t want to climb the golden mountain of Qizhan?
Now that Qiao Xingcan has given up his seat, countless pairs of eyes will immediately focus on Qi Zhan's girlfriend's throne. Even if it is an unrecognized romantic relationship, it is something that most people cannot ask for.
Qiao Xingcan sat dizzy, holding on to the table with both hands to maintain balance.
She stared at the scene of Qi Zhan surrounded by many beauties with a normal expression. Her drunken fox eyes were half-lidded, showing no trace of any strange emotion, as if she would fall asleep at any moment.
Qi Zhan became even more irritated, and said coldly with a stern face, "Am I the garbage collector? Are you sending all kinds of goods in front of me?"
Several women felt the temperature around them drop sharply, and they all took a few steps back without daring to move forward. Their faces turned red and white.
After all, they are all elites of the film and television company, and they are all beautiful in appearance. This is the first time that they have been scolded as if they are trash, and the key is that they dare not say anything.
"Mr. Qi, calm down, I'll be the host, you'll give me a favor, and let's go to the newly opened Lost City Club!"
The Lost City Club is a newly opened entertainment club, and it is rumored that the public relations ladies there are more beautiful than the last.
The speaker obviously thought that Qi Zhan didn't like the looks of these people.
"It's pointless to discuss business with you guys." Qi Zhan turned to look at Wang Xu, who was beside him with a flattering look on his face. He was obviously smiling, but it made people feel like they were falling into an ice cave, "Huanyu and your company's The cooperation ends here. Regardless of whether "Fushenglou" is a hit or not, I will not invest in any subsequent projects."
After he finished speaking in a nonchalant tone, he stood up and walked out expressionlessly.
Everyone panicked, and Wang Xu didn't come back to his senses for a while.
After a brief daze, a group of company executives suddenly half-sobered up, supported each other and chased out.
When Qiao Xingcan was half-dragged and half-dragged to the door, Qi Zhan was already half-legged on the car.
He glanced at the man who pretended to be holding Qiao Xingcan, but was actually doing it secretly, and the coldness in his eyes quickly froze into frost.
He turned around and stepped out of the car. When no one could react, he kicked the man who was taking advantage of the situation far away. He grabbed Qiao Xingcan's wrist and helped her stabilize her body.
The whole set of movements was so smooth that everyone was forced to sober up.
The man who was kicked away lay on the ground and groaned. It looked like he had fallen badly.
The others were also stunned and subconsciously took a few steps back.
Qi Zhan threw the half-lit cigarette in the man's face, without saying a word, picked up the unconscious Qiao Xingcan and put him into the back seat of the car, followed by him.
Xia Mingxi was so drunk that she didn't recognize her relatives, her body was like cotton candy, and she fell to the side.
Qi Zhan glanced at her, his expression dark and unclear. He couldn't tell whether he was angry or something else. In short, his chest was so tight that it was about to explode.
The bodyguard driving in the front seat looked at him carefully through the rearview mirror, "Mr. Qi, where are we going?"
Qi Zhan tugged on his collar irritably, and after a few seconds said in a deep voice, "Go to the hotel!"
Qiao Xingcan didn't make a fuss when he was drunk and slept peacefully.
Qi Zhan stood by the bed and looked at her intently for a long time, and finally sighed heavily, "If I treat you like this, you won't avoid me on purpose anymore, right?"
Qiao Xingcan woke up naturally after sleeping. The sun was shining brightly outside the window. She narrowed her eyes slightly and blocked the direct sunlight from her eyes with her hands.
I wanted to hold my body up and sit up, but I felt a splitting headache as soon as I moved.
She raised her hand to rub her temples, and then she began to look at her surroundings.
The decoration style was obviously the same as that of a hotel. She was confused for a moment, staring at the crystal chandelier above her head in a daze.
After being stunned for more than ten seconds, Qiao Xingcan came back to his senses and opened the quilt in a panic to check.
The clothes were all there, and even her crossbody bag was well carried on her back.
The only memory in Qiao Xingcan's mind was that she scolded Qi Zhan last night for being stupid and rich in money. What happened next was completely forgotten.
She couldn't remember how she left or why she was here.
There were more than a dozen missed calls on the phone, all from An Wen.
Qiao Xingcan patted her cheek to wake herself up, and called An Wen back to report that she was safe.
Then I washed briefly, put on my mask and sunglasses, and went to the hotel front desk armed with my room card.
"Hello, please help me check the room opening record of this room."
The girl at the front desk reached out to pick it up, but before she could get it in her hand, just by seeing the number on the room card, she blurted out, "Isn't this Mr. Qi's room card?"
The only top-level suite in the entire Blue Mountain Hotel, Qi Zhan’s exclusive presidential suite.
The front desk clerk who worked the morning shift didn't know that Qi Zhan had come to the hotel last night with Qiao Xingcan in his arms. At this moment, he looked suspiciously at the person in front of him who had his face covered.
Qiao Xingcan looked slightly startled, and soon said in a normal voice, "I picked it up, please return it to the original owner, thank you."
After she finished speaking, she pretended to be calm and turned around to leave.
There was an offline promotion event for "Fushenglou" to be held at two o'clock in the afternoon. After leaving the hotel, she rushed to the company to do styling.
On the way, she kept thinking, what on earth did Qi Zhan want to do?
He deliberately prevented her from getting off the stage at the dinner last night, making her lose face in front of so many people, as if there was a deep hatred between the two.
As a result, she was sent to the hotel drunk again. Is this just a slap in the face and a sweet date?
Although Qiao Xingcan is a contracted artist of Huanyu Entertainment and rarely comes to the company, everyone on the 11th floor of Huanyu Building treats her as enthusiastically as if she has been a good friend for [-] years and one month.
But this is all the previous treatment.
Now when she came back to the company, except for Tu Doudou, who came in advance to help her prepare the dress, who was as warm as ever, everyone else looked deliberately distant, either pretending not to see it, or giving her a professional fake smile.
Qiao Xingcan smiled bitterly, not surprised by this.
Human nature is mostly like this. When you are in the clouds, they will please you in every possible way. When you fall from the altar, they will avoid you.
What's more, it's the most realistic entertainment industry.
Qiao Xingcan waited in the dressing room for more than ten minutes before Tu Doudou, who went to call the makeup artist, opened the door and walked in with an angry look.
"what happened?"
Tu Doudou said angrily, "Obviously they have nothing to do, but they have to find all kinds of excuses to avoid coming over to help you put on your makeup!"
Qiao Xingcan smiled as expected, "It doesn't matter, I can draw it myself."
After all, she has broken up with Qi Zhan now, and because of the hot search for "cuckold" some time ago, in the eyes of outsiders, Qi Zhan, who is extremely shameless, should hate her to death.
Anyone who works in Huanyu Building, as long as they have a brain, knows which way to turn their elbows.
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