Chen Yun swallowed what he wanted to say, there was nothing more to say.
Zhao Donglai's face immediately turned cold. "We appreciate Mr. Sheng's kindness, but unfortunately, my artist is not as shy as yours and is not as unrestrained as everyone. Let's just drink."
Zhao Donglai had a lot of dirty words in his heart.
Although the artists under Shanda are outstanding, none of them has not drunk the wine of the sponsor like a grandson, for fame and money. What's worse, some of them even recommend themselves and seek backers to attract investment.
It looks bright on the surface, but is dark inside.
Zhao Donglai's words were merciless. Everyone present was a shrewd person. It was like pointing at Mr. Sheng's face and saying that all his artists were
The desktop fell silent.
We are all enemies. It’s good enough if there are a few people who truly see the good in others and don’t add fuel to the fire.
President Sheng wasn't angry. He just smiled and glanced at the two of them, his tone blaming them, "Why are you still the same? You turn your face away when a word doesn't make you feel it. You haven't improved at all in these years."
The seemingly light words pierced Zhao Donglai's lungs accurately.
Shen Yun glanced at the food on the table with some weariness. It was such a pity that the table was full of feast.
Zhao Donglai sneered and was too lazy to chat with him about Chen Zhi's rotten Valley. "Boss Sheng is so generous today. I'm going to shamelessly ask for a drink."
At this point, the other two began to talk about the matter one after another.
A few people chatted about the market and trends, but there was no other special meaning.
Nothing more than a simple occasion meal.
After chatting for a while, Mr. Sheng suddenly asked, "By the way, where is Miss Shen from?"
Throughout the entire occasion, Chen Yun was in charge of eating, not being particular at all. When asked, he did not hide it, "From Jincheng."
Jincheng is a world away from City A.
Even if she told them, they might not know about this small city.
President Sheng stared at her meaningfully, "What a coincidence! There's an artist under my company that you might know."
He paused for a moment. In the past, when fellow villagers met, their eyes were filled with tears.
It’s changed now.
When fellow villagers see each other, they stab each other in the back.
She didn't really want to get to know him.
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