CEO's Sweet Wife

Chapter 21
"Wait for me in the car."

The assistant nodded mechanically, not knowing what kind of medicine he sold in the gourd.

In Longquan Hotel, the voices of the people in the private room of Longfeng Chengxiang were full of voices, and wanton laughter kept coming and going.

Director Song brought two investors and the main actresses of the movie being filmed, Lu Qingzhou, Haiyan, etc., and a table of seventeen or eight people ate lively.

It was the third time that Lu Qingzhou shook Director Song's hand off his shoulder without a trace. Haiyan deliberately stood beside the director. She closed the wine glass, smiled just right, and kept toasting the two investors and the director. Lu Qingzhou is a newcomer in this table, because of her youth, her makeup today and Haiyan's help, her limelight is comparable to that of the female one.

Feng Ziyan pushed open the door, and what she saw was that Director Song was about to put his hand on Lu Qingzhou's shoulder for the fourth time. As soon as Lu Qingzhou entered the door, Director Song stared straight at him. Women really need to dress up, if not With Haiyan's strong push, he almost missed this little beauty.

The appearance of Feng Ziyan immediately brought down the cheerful atmosphere by a few points. The number of times President Feng attended public dinners can be counted on one's fingers. Director Song tried to invite him many times but did not get a response, so he gave up directly afterwards.I didn't expect him to come today uninvited.

Director Song was naturally flattered by his arrival, so he hurriedly asked someone to arrange a seat for him.Feng Ziyan didn't say a word, and walked straight to Song Dao's side, his cold and gloomy eyes forced Lu Qingzhou to stand up immediately and give up his seat for him as if being hit by a stone.Feng Ziyan never looked at her more, and sat down straight.

"I'll just sit next to Director Song."

Director Song didn't have the slightest doubt, and his flushed face became even more rosy because of Feng Ziyan's compliments: "Sit by my side, sit by my side. Come on, waiter, make another seat for Xiao Zhou."

"Just sit next to me."

When Feng Ziyan spoke coldly, everyone was taken aback, and Lu Qingzhou's feet seemed to be stuck with glue and could not move.When Haiyan saw Feng Ziyan, her smile froze on her face.This ancestor is the only man she can't fathom. No matter how many times she tried to get close to him, she was chilled by his frozen expression.

"Director Song seems to like this little girl very much. I haven't seen her in the company. She's new here. I'm afraid you won't be happy if you sit far away."

"Where."

Director Song hastily denied it, Feng Ziyan clearly fixed Lu Qingzhou by his side, but instead found an excuse that no one would suspect, and only Lu Qingzhou understood what he meant.

Feng Ziyan glanced across the dining table, two-thirds of the food had been eaten, it seemed that he was still a little late.Director Song's eyes were sharp, and he immediately ordered: "Hurry up and serve some more big dishes."

The waiter took the menu carefully outlined by Director Song and walked out immediately. The investor saw Feng Ziyan and picked up the glass without hesitation. Everyone else was a film and television company begging for investors, only Feng Ziyan was an investor. Everyone should respect three points of people.Who wouldn't respect someone who could help people earn hundreds of millions of dollars?
"Mr. Feng, it's rare for you to show your face. Let me toast you."

One of the investors picked up the wine glass, and Feng Ziyan didn't get up, and picked up the half-full glass of red wine in front of him: "Let me toast to you, I won't toast to you one by one if there are still things to do later."

He threw back his neck and gulped it down.Director Song and the two investors raised their glasses one after another, and hurriedly said, "Let's toast, let's toast, you can do whatever you want."

"President Feng, I heard that your movie is about to wrap up. I don't know when it will be released? The ward will let us know when the time comes."

An investor surnamed Zhang held his chopsticks and pointed at Feng Ziyan. Feng Ziyan didn't even lift his eyes, and his brows were as expressionless as before.

"President Feng?"

The investor surnamed Zhang thought that Feng Ziyan hadn't heard it, so he repeated his name again.Feng Ziyan focused on eating food, completely ignoring him, and the investor turned to other people in embarrassment.During the banquet, Feng Ziyan didn't say a word, and the atmosphere on the wine table became extremely depressed for a while.Many voices who had been talking and laughing without any scruples were restrained.

(End of this chapter)