As one of the protagonists of the banquet, Camille asked her husband to bring Qi Xingchen into the venue personally. Draw aside the gauze curtain, and you will see food racks and wines placed around the venue. Near the window are tables of varying sizes for dining and resting.
There is a three-tiered counter in the center of the venue, on which Après' new products of this season are displayed in order. As the flagship model, the Siren blue bottle is at the top.
Qi Xingchen arrived late, and by then there were already more than a dozen groups of men and women standing together chatting and drinking.
Seeing that Mrs. Camilla personally brought a handsome boy, all eyes were focused on Qi Xingchen.
Mrs. Camilla is Chinese. She introduced in a low voice: "The two groups standing by the window are media journalists and editors-in-chief of magazines. The tables in front of the right are mostly internet celebrities and self-media artists. The ones on the left are businessmen, young masters and socialites - oh, by the way, there is a man you know, Wei Qin, who is among them."
Wei Qin was the young man who made an appointment with the jewelry company. He did not mix with the ranks of artists, but automatically included himself in the ranks of businessmen. Qi Xingchen was not surprised at all.
After all, wealthy businessmen have a much higher status than artists, and in the eyes of many wealthy businessmen, artists are nothing more than playthings.
Qi Xingchen expressed his understanding, and Camilla completed the mission and left. Qi Xingchen picked up a glass of juice, found a corner with few people, and drank while searching for Manager Wu and his wife.
He didn’t find it. The couple arrived later than him.
After a while, most people had arrived and Camilla decided not to wait any longer. A few polite words first - thank you for your support, please continue to support après껣 and the like. Then the Siren's advertisement and shooting footage were played on the spot, and Qi Xingchen was praised for his strong expressiveness.
Qi Xingchen's face flushed with praise and he expressed his gratitude. Camilla put her arm around him, smiled and pulled him off to entertain the guests.
After getting drunk several times, he realized that he couldn't drink much, so he only took a small sip each time. After one round, I felt a little dizzy, but my stomach didn't feel uncomfortable and I was conscious.
Soon, internet celebrities came to take pictures with him, but Qi Xingchen declined, so Camilla went with them.
Qi Xingchen finally had some peace and quiet and breathed a sigh of relief.
He doesn't like socializing, mainly because he doesn't know the art of speaking. The more he talks, the more mistakes he makes, so it's better not to say anything.
Unfortunately, he didn't have much time to rest. A smartly dressed lady came up to him with a glass in hand and said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Qi. I'm the editor-in-chief of the fashion magazine Cosmo. Why didn't you eat anything?"
Fashion Cosmo is one of the top five fashion magazines in China. Even if the cover is not impressive, if you can appear on the insert page, you will be considered a first-class fashion resource.
Qi Xingchen had never read magazines before, so he knew nothing about this and had no idea what it meant that the editor-in-chief of Cosmo Fashion took the initiative to talk to him.
Seeing that the other party was older than him, he quickly replied: "You can just call me Xiao Qi. I ate before coming here, so I'm not too hungry. Thank you for your concern."
"I thought you were trying to keep in shape," the editor-in-chief clinked his glasses with him, unable to conceal his admiration. "Your face is in the golden ratio, and your head-to-body ratio is very good. You're very suitable for the screen. Keep your current figure. You don't need to lose weight. If you lose any more weight, you'll lose your look."
Qi Xingchen didn't know how to respond to the compliment and just smiled gratefully. At this time, several other magazine editors, artists, and media people came over.
They have no common language with wealthy businessmen, so it is more useful for them to simply seek social connections within the industry.
This is Camille's place. For Camille and for the stunning Qi Xingchen advertisement, everyone can't help but praise:
"Xiao Qi has really good taste. Her outfit today is really special. Especially the finishing touch, the pen pocket square. It looks really nice!"
"I don't know when I can work with Brother Xiao Qi. I want to play your sister, hehe."
"I found that Xiao Qi and I have a good relationship. I went to the last group interview of "Ocean Heart". Those parrots...hahaha, they made me laugh to death."
Chen's embarrassing story was suddenly exposed, and Qi Xingchen waved his hands repeatedly: "Brother, please stop talking, it's too embarrassing."
"Hahaha, okay, I won't say any more," the reporter stopped laughing and didn't forget to dig up news, "Then tell me what's wrong with your hand microphone."
Qi Xingchen rolled his eyes and quickly thought about how to respond.
He couldn't seem to find a better answer other than a gift from his family.
He opened his mouth, and suddenly Wei Qin's voice came from behind him, "What are you talking about? You look so happy. I can even hear your laughter from the stage."
As someone from Wei Qin’s circle, he is naturally welcomed by the media. The 꺶 family made way for him and he easily integrated into the group.
With his participation, the media guy forgot about the hand microphone in a blink of an eye, and Qi Xingchen escaped a disaster.
After a few minutes of chatting, Qi Xingchen inevitably heard a familiar question: "By the way, Xiao Qi, aren't you and Wei Qin both recording "My Time"? Why didn't you come together? I saw that you were playing separately just now."
Qi Xingchen paused. Although he didn't know the identity of the lady who asked the question, it was obvious that she was an entertainment reporter or a self-media person.
The question implied that he was at odds with Wei Qin.
Camille held a celebration party mainly for publicity, which was not private in nature, and he wanted the news to spread as widely as possible.
Therefore, everything that happened at the dinner tonight can be posted on social networking sites by the media and Internet celebrities, and there is no need to keep it confidential.
Qi Xingchen knew that he had to answer carefully, and thought for a few seconds -
Wei Qin fell in front of him and spoke first: "I am here today to attend the dinner on behalf of Xiangyue Jewelry. Before I left, the second young master of the Zhang family asked me out, so I didn't wait for Xingxing. After I arrived, the second young master of the Zhang family kept grabbing me to chat, and only now did he make time to look for you, Xingxing, ah."
Wei Qin sighed helplessly, and everyone understood.
Wei Qin meant: he attended the banquet as a young master, and Qi Xingchen attended the banquet as an artist, their status and social circles were different.
Of course you can't box it.
The derogatory meaning of this statement was too obvious. The media immediately touched the recorders that had been turned on when they came in, ready to sort out the manuscripts when they got home, taking advantage of the heat from the microphones to attract attention to Wei Qinzhun's popularity as a first-line figure.
No one noticed that a couple arrived late. Holding the gift, I hurried to the venue.
Manager Wu was mainly accompanying his wife. Seeing his wife go to see Camille, he tidied up his appearance and caught a glimpse of an acquaintance out of the corner of his eye.
Hey, isn’t this their young General Qi?
Hey, isn’t that Young Master Wei Qin who I had an appointment with at the jewelry store?
Why are they all here?
Manager Wu walked over quickly. Wei Qin saw him first and greeted him with a smile: "Uncle Wu, are you here with Auntie? You are dressed very gentlemanly today. Did you receive the appointment email sent by my father's assistant?"
Wei Qin's tone was very polite, and the media looked at Manager Wu curiously, trying to find out who this person was.
Manager Wu said in embarrassment: "Uh... Thank you, thank you for the compliment. I didn't have time to check my emails today. I'll check them when I get back..."
At this point, he nodded to Wei Qin, then turned to Qi Xingchen: "Mr. Qi, why didn't you tell me you were coming to the banquet?"
Wei Qin was stunned for a moment: "...Mr. Qi?"
"Yes, the diamond mine we want to cooperate with is under the name of Mr. Qi!"
Wei Qin was stunned for a moment as if struck by lightning.
Media: Damn it! I stumbled upon some first-hand news while having a meal! Cool!
Three minutes later, Sina News:
[The story behind 1700 microphones: Qi Xingchen is actually the owner of a South African diamond mine, rich and inhumane! 】
The media didn't know the inside story of the appointment with the Qi family and were happily tapping on their phones.
Wei Qin's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot, but he barely maintained his gentlemanly demeanor, and left in anger, making an excuse to go back to find Young Master Zhang.
Qi Xingchen could guess that what he would face next would definitely be a storm of media bombardment. While no one was paying attention, he escaped to Camille and used Camille as a shield.
The good thing is that the media can no longer bother him, the bad thing is that Camilla asked him to drink with her.
After a while, Qi Xingchen nodded slightly.
He motioned Camilla to go to the bathroom, and Camilla nodded in agreement. As he walked towards the bathroom, he vaguely felt someone following him.
Entering the cubicle, he sat on the toilet seat, pressing his temples to stimulate his brain while taking out his cell phone to check the time.
But I saw twelve missed calls.
Two of the links came from Enron.
The remaining ten all came from Bai Ye.
......Why is he looking for me?
In the past few days since he figured out his feelings, Qi Xingchen has been looking for opportunities to distance himself from Bai Ye. One is to confirm whether his feelings towards Kashiwa Ye are genuine or just a false sense of dependence brought about by close contact;
Second, Bai Ye is a paper man, and even more so the male lead. How can he like a paper man male lead!
Qi Xingchen looked at the words "Missed calls 10" and his eyes became more and more hot.
"Zizi-zizi--" Suddenly, the cell phone in my hand vibrated.
Bai Ye 꺗 called for the eleventh time!
Qi Xingchen was in a panic. He didn't know what to do when facing this person, so he subconsciously pressed the answer button.
The microphone rang with his favorite male voice: "The party is over?"
"No...how did you know that?"
"An Ran said," Bai Ye paused for a moment, "Did you drink?"
"I drank a little, not much."
"Yeah, okay. Try not to get drunk and get back to the hotel early."
"Got it. Then...I'm hanging up."
"Um."
After getting a positive answer, Qi Xingchen hung up the phone. The smell of alcohol had dissipated a little, but my mind was even less clear.
He suddenly felt bored, so he got up and left the bathroom, and asked Camille to leave.
Camille tried to persuade him to stay but failed, and wanted to send him away, but he refused. He walked slowly into the elevator, and just before the door closed, a man squeezed in.
I've met him at the banquet, among the wealthy businessmen, but Qi Xingchen ignored him.
Outside the banquet hall, Bai Ye sat in the driver's seat, his elbows on the steering wheel, staring quietly at the door.
For several nights in a row, when I delivered milk, the little fans were not in the room. Today, he learned from An Ran that his little fan was attending the banquet, so he drove over by himself.
Having seen the little fan drunk twice, he became concerned.
What's more, the little fan has been in a bad mood recently and he's been practicing like he's risking his life. It is easiest to get drunk in this state. If the drunken state is photographed by the media, the consequences will be disastrous.
He tapped the steering wheel to relieve his boredom. Soon, a familiar figure appeared at the door.
Just as she took out her phone to make a call, a man followed closely behind the little fan...
The little fan was walking in a panic and seemed to be avoiding him!
Qi Xingchen was indeed avoiding the man behind him. As the elevator was going down, he felt that the man was always looking at his lower body, which was very disgusting.
After getting out of the elevator, the man probably knew that he would have no chance if he didn't take action, so he stretched out his arms and wanted to hug him.
Fortunately, he was agile and dodged it by twisting his body and running away!
Unfortunately, he was not fully awake and his legs were a little weak. But the man was not drunk at all and ran very fast.
You can catch up with him in just a few steps!
Qi Xingchen accelerated again and ran towards where he had parked his car. The man was getting closer and closer...
A second before his hand grabbed the hem of his clothes, Qi Xingchen felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and then there was a "dong" sound -
The man fell to the ground, screaming!
Everything happened so fast that Qi Xingchen didn't understand what was happening and looked up in confusion.
Bai Ye kicked the man down, but it was not enough, so he kicked him again, and then wrapped Qi Xingchen's head with his coat.
He whispered, "Don't be afraid, it's safe, follow me."
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