Chapter 654 Reciprocity Tang Qi's bedroom has a viewing terrace. The evening breeze, carrying the coolness of the autumn night, blows by and lifts her long hair that falls over her shoulders.
She took a bottle of aged Bordeaux red wine from the wine cabinet; the bottle gleamed with a deep purple luster in the moonlight.
Without using a decanter, I simply unscrewed the cork and poured about half a glass into a crystal glass. The wine swirled gently in the glass, reflecting the full moon hanging high outside the window.
Tang Qi took her wine glass and sat down in the wicker chair. Her fingertips rubbed the cool glass, her gaze fixed on the full moon, and her brows furrowed slightly.
Her assistant's report kept replaying in her mind—Zhao Shuo's backer, Xingyue Entertainment, not only refused to restrain the fans' behavior, but also had a somewhat tough attitude, showing no respect for her, a "big shot" in the entertainment industry.
This is very abnormal.
Tang Qi is not incapable of dealing with a small company like Xingyue Entertainment. With her connections and status, she can make it impossible for them to move an inch in the industry with just a word.
But she also felt that something was off about the matter. The boss of Xingyue Entertainment was known for being an opportunist, so she should not have dared to offend her easily.
Unless... they have someone backing them up.
But is it really necessary?
Offending himself for Zhao Shuo?
Gu Luo is the child she cherishes and protects dearly, so naturally she won't tolerate anyone attacking him without cause.
More importantly, Zhao Shuo represented Xingyue Entertainment's stance by publicly confronting Luo Shuning, clearly a slap in the face to her.
Having been in the entertainment industry for many years, she could be said to have absolute power within the industry. How long has it been since anyone dared to disrespect her like this?
Thinking about all this, Tang Qi downed the glass of red wine in one gulp. The stimulating taste slid down her throat, but it couldn't suppress the restlessness in her heart.
She poured herself another glass, her gaze returning to the full moon, a hint of tenderness in her eyes.
I don't know how much longer I'll have to wait before I can openly and honestly acknowledge Gu Luo as my father.
I hope that day comes soon.
Glass after glass, the red wine in the bottle gradually dwindled to almost nothing.
As the alcohol took effect, Tang Qi's cheeks flushed, her eyes became hazy, and drowsiness washed over her like a tide.
She didn't get up and go back to her bedroom. Instead, she rested her chin on her hand, nodding her head slightly, her gaze still fixed on the full moon. Finally, she simply lay down on the stone table beside her, her breathing gradually becoming even, her long hair falling down and covering most of her face.
Meanwhile, in a VIP box on the top floor of a star-rated hotel in Beijing.
In stark contrast to the tranquility of the terrace, this place is filled with the smell of alcohol and tobacco.
The boss of Xingyue Entertainment, Wang, is bald, and his nickname in the industry is also "bald head".
At this moment, he had a round beer belly, and his bald head gleamed with oil under the light. He was raising his glass to the middle-aged man opposite him with a fawning expression.
"Brother Lin, you're so generous, I'll drink these three cups, you can drink as you please!" Wang Guangtou's voice was hoarse from drinking. He picked up the glass of baijiu in front of him, tilted his head back and drank three cups in one go. The spicy baijiu made him cough, and his cheeks instantly turned as red as boiled shrimp.
Lin Yilin, sitting opposite him, wore a well-tailored black suit. He was tall and handsome, with only the marks of time on his face.
He sat there quietly, an unlit cigarette between his fingers, looking calmly at Wang Guangtou, without saying a word, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay.
Seeing this, Wang Guangtou's heart skipped a beat. He put down his wine glass, sighed heavily, and his tone was full of grievance:
"Brother Lin, to be honest, it's not that I'm not giving you face, it's just... I really have something I can't say! Otherwise, even if I had a hundred lives, I wouldn't dare to disrespect you and Sister Tang Qi, would I?"
Lin Yilin slowly raised her eyes, a hint of emotion finally appearing in them, and spoke softly:
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