Chapter 133 Where You Come From, Where You Die
Although he hadn't played for a long time, Yan Nian played the two songs perfectly with the help of muscle memory.
When she finished playing and turned around, there was applause from the audience.
Yan Nian didn't care about the other people present. He looked up at Zhou Ran and left the decision to him.
Zhou Ran clearly felt that when Yan Nian was playing "Croatian Rhapsody", both his state and body were much more relaxed.
Finally he chose "Croatian Rhapsody"
Yan Nian had played this piece countless times before, but this time the feeling was different.
It was repressed before, but now it is full of energy.
At this time, Zhou Ran's phone was vibrating for the eighth time. After handing Yan Nian over to the person in charge on the scene, he took out his phone and walked to the other side.
After the call was connected, he asked, "How's the investigation going?"
Zhang Xiaohui cursed on the phone: "Fuck, I knew it was these bastards who did it, I have to teach them a lesson."
Zhou Ran was silent for a moment: "Don't do it yet, I have other plans."
Zhang Xiaohui revealed to him: "They went to the hotel last night and found two of the agents."
"I understand. Let someone keep an eye on it." Zhou Ran narrowed his eyes and looked to the other side. The girl was talking to the lighting technician.
Zhang Xiaohui asked again, "Did you know about the group message? If I were you, I'd say you should just make it public. You're not tired of hiding it for so long."
Zhou Ran didn't have time to deal with his gossip, so he hung up the phone after giving him a few instructions.
The temporary mid-session dancers are already in place, and several planners from the company responsible for the dinner have also arrived at the scene one after another.
Wait until everything is in place.
The lighting technician checked all the lights during the second rehearsal as requested by Yan Nian.
The photographer was also in place at this time.
Zhou Ran had to go out for something, so he asked someone to contact the security company to cordon off the scene.
Yan Nian checked the area several times and observed the staff on site for a while. Seeing that there were many more people in uniform outside the venue, he felt relieved.
Tonight's opening is very important, so I revised the opening part.
Yan Nian naturally became an important person. After practicing repeatedly on the stage, she was pulled to sit backstage and put on makeup.
Since they were actors hired at short notice, the backstage was in chaos.
The evening dress Yan Nian prepared for tonight is still at home. She had originally planned to go home after work in the afternoon, but now it is too late.
She took out her cell phone and sent a message to Zhou Ran.
Yan Nian from the company's administrative department squeezed in from outside, holding a large box. "Yan Nian, the dress for tonight was prepared for you by President Zhou."
When the box was opened, it revealed a white suspender dress with a simple design. The shoulder straps were positioned high. Yan Nian couldn't help but laugh when she saw this little thought. There was also a pair of high heels and a set of accessories in the box.
"Who is Yan Nian?" someone shouted outside.
They both looked over and saw a young man standing at the door carrying a makeup case. Yan Nian, the administrative manager, waved, "Here."
The man, wearing a black leather jacket and looking rather scoundrel, walked in nonchalantly and said, "I'm the makeup artist hired by your CEO Zhou."
Yan Nian said: "Thank you for your hard work!"
The man said, "Let me see the dress."
Yan Nian took the box.
The man took a quick look and opened the thing he was eating: "Okay, let's get started!"
Yan Nian changed out of her dress and started to put on makeup.
She didn't check the time and didn't know what time it was. It took a long time from makeup to hairstyle.
At some point, Zhou Ran appeared behind them and supervised them silently.
It took the man a while to notice the tall man behind him, and he was immediately startled: "Oh my god, when did you get here?"
Yan Nian raised her eyes and looked at Zhou Ran in the mirror.
Zhou Ran asked without moving his eyes: "How long will it take?"
The man seemed to be very familiar with him: "It's almost there, why are you in such a hurry? Stop looking at me, both of you!"
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Zhou Ran pulled up her coat in front of her chest and waited patiently.
When the hairstyle was finished, the man clapped his hands: "It's done."
The man's voice was very loud, and he was the makeup artist Zhou Ran had hired specifically, so everyone around him couldn't help but look over there.
The moment Yan Nian stood up, everyone held their breath.
Her hair was pulled into a low ponytail, with a few strands left in the front to frame her face. The figure-flattering white suspender dress and her natural beauty brought her cool temperament to its peak.
The beauty creates a distance and makes people unable to get close.
Zhou Ran and everyone in the company were stunned.
Zhou Ran thought that they couldn't stay in this place any longer and had to find a place to hide her for a while.
Zhou Ran extended his hand to her without hesitation: "Come with me."
Yan Nian didn't know where Zhou Ran was taking her, so she put her hand in his.
Half an hour before the dinner was due to start, Zhou Ran took her to an empty lounge on the other side.
The others stayed where they were, stunned.
After the people left, the few women present at the company gathered together and felt inferior. When the handsome man and beautiful woman were together, everyone started to rave about their couple: "Wow, they are a perfect match for me."
The girl in the planning department was so excited: "Oh, oh, oh, Mr. Zhou is so handsome, and Yan Nian is so beautiful."
Yan Nian, the administrative manager, tapped the two of them on the head and said, "Let's go and get back to work."
At 5:30 on the sign-in site, Zhou Ran signed autographs and took photos with foreign agents.
At the same time, in the lounge on the top floor of the International Center, Zhao Ning was standing by the window in a black dress. The mole on the tip of her nose made her delicate facial features even more stunning.
After Zhao Ning finished listening to the report from the person behind him, he looked out the window with a calm expression and sneered, "Just a few foreigners are trying to stir up trouble on Boya's territory again and again. Do they really think they dare not deal with them?"
The sturdy man behind asked, "Mr. Zhao, what do you think..."
Zhao Ning crossed his arms and spoke in a tone as cold as ice: "If you want to bully my son, Zhao Ning, I'll make them die where they came from. Be quick and don't dirty the ground beneath our feet."
"clear."
The door of the lounge was pushed open, and a man dressed in high-end clothes walked in. Because of his well-maintained body, he still looked as elegant as if he was in his early thirties.
The man behind Zhao Ning said respectfully, "Mr. Zhou."
Jay Chou patted his shoulder without a smile and said, "Thank you for your hard work!"
The sturdy man said, "As I should."
After the man finished speaking, he turned around and went out, closing the door gently.
Zhou Ji stood beside Zhao Ning, holding her shoulders and saying, "Don't be angry."
Zhao Ning immediately put on the appearance of a good wife and mother, and said in a soft tone: "You don't care."
The man next to him smiled in a manner quite similar to his son's, and the more Zhao Ning looked at him, the angrier he became.
Zhou Ji said, "Whatever he does, let's go and see your future daughter-in-law perform the opening performance!"
Zhao Ning, still unaware of what was happening, looked at Zhou Ji and asked, "Yan Nian wants to go on stage?"
Zhou Ji laughed: "The people your son recruited are not up to par! So your daughter-in-law has to take the field herself."
Zhao Ning glared at him: "That's your son, not my son."
Zhou Ji coaxed, "Yes, my son, my son. I heard from Zhang Zhi that the girl was willing to go to the coast with him. I was worried at first."
Zhao Ning rolled her eyes and grumbled, "That girl is so devoted to him now, even though he was just a naive young man seven or eight years ago. What are you worried about? Stop pretending. A few years ago, foreign customers broke their contracts and left so much cargo stranded at sea, and you didn't even seem to worry about it. You're still worried about his relationship issues. What the hell."
Zhou Ji said helplessly, "People always have to endure beatings to grow up. I'm worried about his relationship problems because Mom is always urging him. He's getting old and thinking about his great-grandson every day. If the Zhou family really dies out in the future, Mom will be so miserable."
Zhao Ning thought of her own mother nagging at her, and her head ached: "It's so annoying."
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