C21

"Wait for me in the car."

The assistant nodded mechanically, not knowing what he was doing.

At the Dragon Spring Hotel, the voices of the people in Long Fengxiang's private room were boiling as unbridled laughter filled the air.

Director Song, along with two investors and the leading actresses of the movie they were filming, Lu Qingzhou and Haiyan, were having a lively meal with seventeen or eighteen people at a table.

This was already the third time Lu QingZhou had removed Director Song's hand from her shoulder without leaving a trace. Haiyan deliberately stood by the director's side, she held her wine cup with a smile that was just right, and continuously toasted the two investors and the director. Lu QingZhou was a newcomer at this table, and because of her young age and today's makeup and Haiyan's assistance, her limelight was comparable to a woman's.

Feng Ziyan pushed open the door and saw that Director Song was about to place his hand on Lu Qingzhou's shoulder for the fourth time. As soon as Lu Qingzhou entered the room, Director Song stared at her with his straight eyes.

Feng Ziyan's appearance immediately reduced the cheerful atmosphere by several points. The number of times a CEO attended the public dining table could be counted on one hand. Director Song had invited him for so many times, but he had never received a response. Who would have thought that he would come uninvited today.

Naturally, Director Song was overwhelmed by his presence. He quickly called for people to arrange seats for him. Feng Ziyan did not say anything and walked straight to Director Song's side. Her cold and malicious gaze forced Lu Qingzhou to immediately stand up and give up his seat as if he had been smashed by a stone. Feng Ziyan didn't spare her another glance as she sat straight down.

"I'll just sit beside Director Song."

Director Song did not doubt her at all. His red face turned even redder because of Feng Ziyan's compliment: "Sit by my side, sit by my side. "Come, waiter, get another seat for the boat."

"Sit next to me."

Feng Ziyan coldly opened her mouth and everyone was stunned. Lu Qingzhou's feet felt as if they were stuck with a myriad of glue and she was unable to move. When Hai Yan saw Feng Ziyan, her smile froze on her face. This ancestor was the only man she could not see through. Many times she had tried to get close to him, but he had frozen her to death.

"Director Song seems to be very fond of this little girl. I haven't seen her in the company before. She must be a newcomer." I'm afraid you won't like it. "

"Not at all."

Director Song quickly denied it. Feng Ziyan clearly wanted to pin Lu Qingzhou to his side, but instead found an excuse that no one would doubt. Only Lu Qingzhou understood what he meant.

Feng Ziyan's gaze swept across the table. She had already eaten two-thirds of the dishes. It seemed like he had come a bit too late. Director Song had sharp eyes and immediately instructed, "Hurry up and serve a few more big dishes."

The waiter took over Director Song's carefully drawn up menu and immediately walked out. The investors saw that Feng Ziyan was also holding up her glass of wine. Everyone else was an investor that the studios were begging. Only Feng Ziyan was someone that investors had to respect. For someone who could help others earn several hundred million just by making a move, who would be disrespectful?

"Director Feng, it's rare for you to be so generous, let me toast you."

One of the investors picked up his glass. Feng Ziyan did not get up, but picked up the glass of red wine in front of her and said, "Let me toast you all. There will be other matters later that I won't toast you all."

He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. Director Song and the other two investors raised their glasses and said hurriedly, "Let's toast. Let's toast. Do as you wish."

"Director Feng, I heard that your movie is about to go green. I wonder when it will be released? We'll go support them when the time comes. "

One of the investors surnamed Zhang pointed his chopsticks at Feng Ziyan. Feng Ziyan did not even raise her eyes, and her eyebrows were as smooth and expressionless as they were.

"Director Feng?"

Investor Zhang thought that Feng Ziyan did not hear him, so he repeated his name once more. Feng Ziyan was too busy eating to care for him, so she ignored him. The investor turned to the others awkwardly. Feng Ziyan did not say another word. The atmosphere at the table instantly became extremely oppressive. Many voices that had previously been laughing and talking without restraint were now quiet.