Xiao Zhao replied, "Okay," and went to the side to make a phone call.
Eight o'clock in the evening.
Wen Ran changed into a beige perfume-style suit, her jet-black hair casually scattered behind her head, and the big pearls under her earlobes were very eye-catching.
She was carrying a limited edition bag in her arm, and her red high heels made rhythmic sounds with her steps.
When she stepped into the Chinese restaurant, she was dazzled by the elegant decoration and strong ink painting style.
Walking along the wooden floor, there are curved pools on both sides of the road, with countless small goldfish swimming back and forth in them.
Finally, Wen Ran stopped at the door of box 1033, looked at the message written on his mobile phone, confirmed that it was correct, and pushed open the door.
The private room is not big. Apart from a dining table that seats ten people, there is also a small tea table and chairs by the window.
There were nine people sitting at the dining table, and they looked about the same age as Wen Ran's parents.
They were all dressed in suits and Wen Ran only recognized one at a glance.
The boss of Tianrui Entertainment, the entertainment company she signed with, is Bai Zhenghua.
Bai Zhenghua sat in the main seat, with an empty seat next to his left. Wen Ran consciously walked towards the empty seat.
As he walked, he greeted everyone and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, everyone. There was a traffic jam on the road, so I'm late."
Bai Zhenghua stood up, and the Mediterranean Sea above his head shone under the warm yellow light.
He said enthusiastically: "It's not too late, it's just that I want to talk to everyone about something, so I asked you to come later." Bai Zhenghua put his hand on Wen Ran's shoulder.
He stared at Wen Ran's cheek and said with a sigh, "No wonder they say red energy nourishes people. Look at this face, it's even more beautiful than when it first debuted."
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