The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 358 You can't afford to offend such an identity
Of course Yan Zhixin was extremely happy.

Huangfu Feilin's goal was defeated, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in her enchanting smile.

Except for Mu Hanxiao, she didn't like any of the men present.

But it happened that it was this Mu Hanxiao who rescued Yan Zhixin!
Huangfu Feilin snorted, turned around and sat down to listen to Mu Hanxiao's singing, and gave Yan Zhixin a cold and sinister look.

Yan Zhixin continued to eat the cherries with a fork, and listened to Mu Hanxiao sing along the way.

Mu Hanxiao is surprisingly good at singing, his voice is very magnetic and special, with a bit of laziness and carelessness, and it feels crisp to the heart.

The female stars at the banquet were attracted by him, and all of them held their faces in their hands and became nympho to him, even Huangfu Feilin showed a look of amazement in her eyes.

From the corner of Yan Zhixin's eyes, she caught a glimpse of her expression, and smiled lightly. No matter how good-looking she is, or how nice her voice is, she can't compare to Mo Junting. Her standards are too low.

At this moment, a line of sight shot straight at her, she raised her eyebrows, just in time to meet Mu Hanxiao's gaze.

The crystal lights in the banquet hall were flickering, and when the light was on and off, she could clearly see his brows were affectionate, his eyes were filled with a gentle smile, and he had a kind of approachable handsomeness.

When she looked at him, he moved away as if nothing had happened, as if the eyes just now were just a casual glance.

Yan Zhixin pouted her lips, but didn't take it to heart, but still held the stage and listened to his singing.

Mo Junting was gentle to her, and she could still believe a thing or two, after all, there was a bit of historical friendship.

Mu Hanxiao was gentle to her, she didn't believe it at all.

Think of the ancient emperor's saber in his office, and the sense of danger like a blade will rush to his face.

At the end of the song, the applause became more enthusiastic.

The male stars scrambled to show off their talents, while the female stars swarmed towards Mu Hanxiao, but Mu Hanxiao had no intention of socializing, and sat back beside Yan Zhixin, like a child waiting for praise: "How?"

Yan Zhixin said truthfully, "It sounds good."

Mu Hanxiao raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there any reward?"

Yan Zhixin got up and put a plate of cherries in front of him: "Here."

Mu Hanxiao rested his hands lazily on the armrests of the chair, not intending to eat: "I don't like cherries."

Yan Zhixin immediately took the plate back: "Then I will eat it myself."

Mu Hanxiao: "..."

Huangfu Feilin gave Yan Zhixin a cold look, picked up the wine glass and walked towards the investors.

Soon, the male number two who was standing over there to say hello turned around and walked towards Yan Zhixin, and said, "The director asked us to toast the bosses who invested. Yan Zhi, you can go too."

Yan Zhixin frowned and said, "What did the director say?"

The second male number said in a pitiful tone: "Yan Zhi, even if you are the second largest shareholder of Xinghui, you can't afford to offend Miss Huangfu with your status. I advise you to be obedient."

Yan Zhixin smiled faintly: "Thank you for reminding me, but I can't drink alcohol."

The second male figure heard the implication, and clicked his tongue: "You are so proud."

Yan Zhixin didn't speak any more.

She can understand this matter.

Although Huangfu Feilin suggested it, the key lies in the director.

The reason why these people invested in "Hunting" was because of the director's fame, apart from wanting to catch up with Mu Hanxiao. As the direct beneficiary, the director was of course no problem if he wanted to give it to the investor.

There is no problem with toasting with the crew.

But only if the actor is willing!
Actors do not sell themselves to the crew, and there is no need to accept all requirements other than filming.

(End of this chapter)