Jinghua, Changning resort hotel.

It has been four days since we invited European and American celebrities to Beijing.

In addition to the second day, Zhang Changgong and Chang Jiwei showed their face in Jinghua Gongti, they began to work hard on the new company.

Until today, I finally cleared up the company's affairs and made time.

This evening, they decided to invite those stars from Europe and America to gather at Huaxia hotel

On the one hand, I would like to thank them for coming to the orange carnival night. On the other hand, I would like to discuss cooperation with some of these celebrities.

In turn, they called the celebrities they had invited and agreed to meet in Robert Downey's room.

Only a total of 35 stars were invited, and only 22 of them came to the scene. The rest of them either went to the scenic spots in Beijing, or they just didn't want to go.

Zhang Changgong didn't feel anything, but Chang Jiwei felt offended. He thought it was those European and American stars who didn't give themselves face.

Supreme Presidential Suite 6, Robert Downey's room.

Those who have arrived are chatting in the reception hall or on the balcony.

And a few heavyweights chatted on the sofa in the living room.

"Mr. Chang, thank you very much for inviting us to Huaxia. If you don't go to Huaxia Hotel, forget it."

Robert shakes a goblet, drinks a mouthful of red wine, and continues: "you Chinese fans are too enthusiastic. Basically, every time we go out, we are surrounded by enthusiastic fans. It's hard to get away."

"I agree with Robert."

Justin Bibb sat opposite Robert. He said, "eat in the hotel. I heard that there was an independent restaurant on the top floor, and also got the Michelin 3-star certification, so we'd better go there."

Among these European and American guests, the performing arts circle and the music circle are two famous celebrities. Of course, what they said won the approval of the people around them

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, just listen to Justin."

"You Chinese fans are crazy. We are really afraid of being blocked."

"In the Changning resort of meijianguo, the restaurant food is very comprehensive..."

A group of European and American stars in the living room, all echoed, one by one almost said hate Chinese fans.

If Lang Wenxing, Lin Xuefeng, Chen Huasheng and other people were present, I'm afraid they would have smoked a lot.

Fans are the parents of star artists. You can avoid them, but you can't scold them!

"Listen to me, everyone."

Chang Jiwei doesn't have this kind of consciousness. In his eyes and Zhang Changgong's, there are only two words of interest.

Originally, he felt that his face had been swept away. When he heard these people talking like this, he felt even more angry.

But he couldn't let it out, he said

"Huaxia hotel is one of the best five-star hotels in China. I've already made a reservation there, and you can rest assured that this time we'll go directly from the underground parking lot, and the car has already..."

Ding Ling Ling!

Chang Jiwei is talking about this, suddenly the bell rings, but it rings from Zhang Changgong who is sitting next to him.

"Er..."

Chang Jiwei, who was speaking vigorously, was stunned and looked at Zhang Changgong sitting beside him.

Zhang Changgong didn't interrupt the conversation. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. When he saw the four words on the screen, his face changed immediately.

Also did not say hello to Chang Jiwei, they took the mobile phone and walked towards the door.

While walking, he also picked up the phone: "Hello

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang, I'm Hongyi of three. Do you remember me?" As soon as the phone was put through, the voice of mitsuzuki came.

"Mr. Deputy Shi, look what you said. Can I forget you?"

Zhang Changgong leaned against the wall outside the room and said, "in recent days, the neon cultural exchange group has come to China. I heard that the Deputy envoy needs to be accompanied all the way. Should he be very busy?"

"Hey, I'm not busy. I don't have a chance to spend time in China. This time, thanks to the exchange group, I can feel the cultural heritage of China."

His voice was full of emotion. He continued: "by the way, I haven't congratulated Mr. Zhang on the establishment of the new company. Congratulations!"

"Mr. Deputy envoy is too polite. We, Qiancheng media, are also negligent. We should have sent out invitation cards to you earlier."

Zhang Longgong thought about it and continued: "well, Mr. Deputy envoy, it happens that Mr. Chang and I are in Beijing. When do you have time, let's sit together."

"Well? Is Mr. Zhang in Beijing now? "

"I thought you had been back for a long time... Well, do you have time tonight? If you have time, I just want to have a chat with Mr. Zhang. "

"Ah?"

Zhang Changgong was stunned for a moment. He was just being polite, but he didn't expect that Hongyi sankou really meant to have dinner together.

"Is there always something wrong with Zhang?"

As soon as he heard Zhang Changgong's surprise, he said, "it doesn't matter. If there is no world today, tomorrow night is OK."

"Mr. three, do you have anything important to ask?" Zhang Changgong asked.

"Mr. Zhang, you also know that there are many stars and artists in our neon cultural exchange group. They want to have some in-depth cooperation with media groups and entertainment companies in China."

"If Mr. Zhang is interested, we can sit down and chat slowly," he said

Hearing this, Zhang Changgong has made a decision, he said: "Mr. three, I have time today, where do you want to go?"

"There is a neon restaurant called jingshanhuaishi restaurant in Dongsi North Street. The taste there is very authentic. Why don't we make an appointment there?"

After a pause, he continued, "how about 7:30 this evening?"

"Half past seven, yes!" Zhang Longgong answered and said, "we'll see you then."

"Goodbye, Mr. Zhang!" As soon as sanguchi finished this sentence, he hung up.

……

Beijing suburb Hotel, the car parked steadily in the parking lot.

Annie and Emma got out of the car and looked at the antique environment outside. Their eyes were full of curiosity.

"Aunt Anne, sister Emma, this is the Beijing suburb hotel."

Yueyue rushes forward like a little adult and introduces them to each other

"The chef here used to be a royal chef, and the dishes he cooked were very delicious. If he hadn't ordered them in advance, he couldn't eat them at all!"

"Really?" Emma squatted down, pinched Yueyue's little face, and said, "is there any recommended dish for Yueyue?"

"Well."

Yueyue tilted her cerebellar pouch and thought about it. Suddenly she broke her little finger and counted it, "like golden hairtail, Maotai drunk crab, rose soy sauce chicken, lotus leaf boneless East Star spot..."

"Yueyue, are these all the dishes you want to eat?"

Liu Zixia, who came down from the car, came to touch Yueyue's cerebellar pouch melon and said, "every time you come here, you eat these dishes, and you're not afraid of getting tired of them?"

"But Dad, these dishes are really delicious!" Yueyue shook her head and said, "I think Auntie Anne and they all like to eat..."

"Zixia, Mengyi, why are you here?"

When Yueyue said this, a familiar voice came.