C21

In the evening, Gao Xiaowen participated in a dinner sponsored by a movie investor.

The venue for the banquet was the biggest five-star hotel in Nanguo City — The King's Hotel.

Ye Zheng didn't think much of it. Where there were rich people, it was easy to get their own "gold".

"Monarch!"

Names like that, they were all vulgar.

The interior of the hotel was lavishly decorated, a dazzling yellow that made one feel dizzy.

As the investors for the TV series, Ma Jian and the third young master of the Xie Clan, Xie Lengyan, also participated in the banquet.

Ye Zheng was wearing a black suit with a famous name on it, quietly protecting Gao Xiaowen.

His appearance was masculine and handsome. In addition to his tall and straight posture, none of the distinguished guests at the banquet would have thought that he was just a bodyguard. They would have thought that he was a rich second-generation financial backer or an actor that had yet to become famous.

"This fatty is one of the investors in this movie: Fang Jianxin."

Ma Jian held onto a cup of wine and introduced him to Ye Zheng: "He is a big shot in the Zi Jin City, from real estate, entertainment, hotel, anything."

"He's also a usurer and an underground banker."

Ye Zheng smiled and said to the Margo.

Ma Jian was a little embarrassed: "Because I, too, run a gray area."

Ye Zheng knew that Zi Jin City was a neighboring city in Nanguan. Separated by a wide river and connected by a big bridge, this city's economy was no weaker than Nanguan's, and was the country's earliest "development zone".

One of them.

Just like Nanguan, there were a lot of big shots in the purple gold city, Fang Jianxin was one of them.

"This young man is the male lead of our local TV series: Ming Lei. One of the little red meats. "

Ma Jian pointed to a young man.

Ming Lei was tall and thin, with a delicate face like a woman. He had eyeliner drawn on, thick bangs, and an unassuming expression.

"I think we should buy this sissy a dress, a pair of stockings, and a nine-centimeter pair of high heels."

Ye Zheng sarcastically said.

Ma Jian laughed and then secretly pointed to a woman and said to Ye Zheng: The female lead of this TV series, Liu Ying.

Ye Zheng followed his gaze and saw a beautiful woman wearing an exaggerated red dress. With her hair down, she was skillfully interacting with all kinds of rich people, flirting and scolding, and occasionally letting out a carefree laugh.

Although she was pretty, she looked very 'fake'.

It was as if he was wearing a mask.

"I know Liu Ying, her acting skills are notoriously lousy."

Ye Zheng said, "No matter how experienced a director is, they will always be angered by her to the point of leaving behind tears of helplessness. Besides, her pay was outrageously high. What funds did the film crew have for post-production? There's no use running away from bad movies. "

"Your mouth is really poisonous."

Ma Jian giggled and patted Ye Zheng's shoulders.

Gao Xiaowen and her assistant Han Ruolin walked over.

Under the light, Gao Xiaowen was truly breathtaking: her beautiful face, fair and smooth skin, smooth and black hair, silver evening dress and long skirt, all of these showed off her slim and graceful figure.

Compared to the female lead, Liu Ying's cold and frosty temperament stimulated the male's desire to conquer and curiosity.

Han Ruolin chose a black dress that was a little more conservative than Gao Xiaowen's: She did not want to steal the limelight from her mistress.

"Gao Xiaowen is prettier than Liu Ying, right?"

Ye Zheng said to Ma Jian.

"Your temperament is even better …"

Ma Jian looked at Gao Xiaowen and swallowed her saliva.

He knew that Gao Xiaowen's looks, figure, bearing, and even acting skills were all above that of the female lead, Liu Ying.

However, capital operations are "traffic first"

was also just a female number 3.

A few well-dressed men held their wine cups and chatted up with Gao Xiaowen, but after a few words, they fell into an awkward silence.

Ye Zheng walked towards Gao Xiaowen.

He discovered that there was a very high slit in front of Gao Xiaowen's evening gown, and when he walked, his entire jade legs could be seen.

Ye Zheng's heartbeat sped up a little.

A few years ago, Ye Zheng's arm was injured by a bullet in a battle. Sitting in the trench, he was besieged by dozens of armed elements carrying automatic weapons.

"So beautiful."

Ye Zheng praised Gao Xiaowen.

Gao Xiaowen's smile was a little reserved, her eyes still cold: "A dress provided by the sponsor."

"Ye-dage, your suit is also very handsome."

Han Ruolin stuck out her tongue at Ye Zheng.

"It's very uncomfortable, my shoulders are a bit tight."

Ye Zheng replied.

At this time, Zijin City's "Capital Crocodile"

Fang Jianxin, accompanied by Xie Lengyan, walked over. Behind him were two robust men in suits, it was obvious that they were bodyguards.

Margo warmly greeted him. Gao Xiaowen merely smiled and nodded.

Where's Ye Zheng?

He didn't even move.

"Mister, you are …"

Fang Jianxin asked tentatively.

Ye Zheng was a stranger, but from his bearing, it was very likely that he was a hidden scion of a noble family or a son of a rich family.

Just as Margo was about to create a identity for Ye Zheng, Ye Zheng opened his mouth and said: "Ye Zheng. Miss Gao's bodyguard. "

Fang Jianxin's face flashed a look of disdain: A mere bodyguard, to participate in a banquet of this size, and even stand there arrogantly, that's not polite at all.

He did not believe that Gao Xiaowen, a bodyguard for a B-list celebrity, would have any abilities.

"Excuse me."

Fang Jianxin ignored Ye Zheng, and turned to look at Gao Xiaowen, secretly handing her a name card: "Tonight, my room, is on the 22nd floor of this hotel's presidential suite."

"Miss Gao will go home and rest tonight."

Ye Zheng interrupted.

Fang Jianxin was embarrassed, he glared at Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng remained calm and met his gaze.

"I just wanted to talk about the script..."

Under the gazes of everyone present, Fang Jianxin could not flare up, and could only force out a smile, and bitterly try to defend himself.

"Miss Liu is the lead actor, so she should discuss the script with you."

Ye Zheng sarcastically said.

Fang Jianxin looked at Ye Zheng angrily, then turned and left.

Ma Jian walked a few steps quickly and caught up with the financial backer, trying to defend himself.

The Third Young Master of the Xie Clan looked at Ye Zheng, and lightly blinked his eyes, a smile on his face, as if encouraging him to "gobble down the food beautifully".

A few minutes later, Ye Zheng went to the washroom.

He washed his face in the mirror, and when he looked up again, he saw two tall men in dark suits behind him, their faces grim.

Fang Jianxin's bodyguard?

When there were a lot of people, Big Boss Fang would not care about face, and did not bother about Ye Zheng.

However, when Ye Zheng was alone, his bodyguard immediately came to teach this arrogant little fellow a lesson.

Ye Zheng sighed.

These so-called "big guys"

Why are you so narrow-minded and bored?

"Can you keep one hand?"

Ye Zheng asked.

"The boss doesn't want your hands, he just wants you to get out of the hotel."

"You two are truly strange. I only want a single hand. You two still want to make additional conditions?"

Ye Zheng said with a smile.

Suddenly, Ye Zheng's iron-like hands grabbed onto the two bodyguards' wrists.

The two of them were caught off guard as they let out miserable shrieks.