Fall in love even with low EQ [Quick Transmigration]

Dim's [-]th anniversary celebration was held at the top-floor revolving restaurant of the city's largest hotel.

The flowers are clustered with fragrant clothes and shadows, and the music is melodious and full of laughter.The waiters in thin-waisted clothes shuttled through the crowd deftly carrying trays; a glass of champagne or red wine was handed over, which added a lot of elegance to the conversation of the guests.

Of course, this grand scene can also be called drunkenness.

"Uncle Luo, I respect you."

"It really is your nephew. When I was talking just now, I looked down and muttered, whose family does such a handsome young man belong to? Hahaha, it really is you."

"Luo Shumiaozan, I have benefited a lot from your speech just now."

"Praise me again? Don't think I don't know that you fought a good battle with "Seele". How many sales? An increase of [-]% is not enough."

"Dad, it's two hundred and one percent. But Brother Ting, how did you invite Adam to take the photo? It's quite an innovative group photo!"

"You still have the face to say it! Learn from Atingo."

"These are nothing. After all, the sales volume of "Seele" has almost slipped to the bottom of the performance. Besides, Luo Xu is also very good."

"Dad, you see Brother Ting doesn't call me Xiaoxu anymore! It's all your fault, you insist on letting me be Dim's manager!"

"Then let you go to Best to be the manager? I don't want to see if Nephew Ting wants you."

"Brother Ting, will you want me?"

Ouyang Ting smiled slightly: "The board of directors has the final say."

Mr. Luo of Dim squinted his eyes and smiled, and clinked glasses with him meaningfully.

Just after taking a sip, someone came over to greet him, Ouyang Ting took the initiative to nod and backed away: "Uncle Luo, you are busy."

Luo Xu was about to follow, but was pinned to death by his father's stare, not daring to run around.Squeeze out a smile to greet and greet, and try to be safe and make no mistakes.

Ouyang Ting who left here also failed to escape.

"Hey Mr. Ou!"

"Hello, Mr. Huang. Thank you Fukang for your strong support all the time."

"You're welcome, Best has always been synonymous with high standards. Although there were some small twists and turns before...but the future can be expected."

"Then thank Mr. Huang for his continued support."

"It's easy to talk about filming in theaters, isn't it? It doesn't matter whether it's Mr. Ou's face, or you, Mr. Ou, who is young and blue. How do you plan to show your strength this time?"

"There's nothing to say now. When the new movie comes out, Mr. Huang will be sure to watch it at the preview."

"sure!"

"Wait a minute, Mr. Ou, you are blatantly biased. Fukang has theaters, so don't we, Kunwen?"

"Wait a minute—Mr. Huang and Mr. Li, you two are talking nonsense. Everyone welcomes good movies! We have ranked first in the online broadcast for three consecutive years, so you can't leave me behind."

"Yes, I almost forgot that there is your old man everywhere!"

Ouyang Ting raised his glass and said, "With a few of these words, I will really go back to train secretly."

"Wait and see!"

So everyone laughed and drank the cup together.

"Ah, that's Teacher Liu, the god of words! Awu, Awu, is it Yu Feifei who is with him?!" Zhan Jun kept shaking his hands, "The queen of film and television!"

Feng Wu frowned and took the champagne in his hand: "You read that right. But they got married a long time ago, why are you so excited?"

"And that's Wei Xilong! A man in ancient costume!" Zhan Jun turned a deaf ear and tugged at his sleeve nervously, "Can you tell me I'll get an autograph?"

Feng Wu rolled his eyes, and before he could answer, Zhan Jun said tremblingly again: "A Wu, is that Baoji in the blue dress?! God, she, she, she——so beautiful..."

Feng Wu glanced at the woman with a beautiful back in the distance on the left, and snorted: "Yeah, even that kind of nondescript jazz can be crowned the new queen of singing."

Zhan Jun trembled nervously: "I, I, I, I introduced to her that I belong to the same company, will it attract her attention?"

"..."

"But why did she come with King Zhentian? Could it be that the scandal is true..."

"So?" Feng Wu rolled his eyes, "You said you are quite steady sometimes, why are you so naive at this time?"

"Won't you be excited when you see your...idol?" Zhan Jun gave him a disconvinced look.

"If you like someone, just admit it." Feng Wu clicked his tongue twice, then raised his chin proudly, "As for idols? I only worship myself."

"Pfft, secondary illness!" Zhan Jun raised his hand and pinched his chin.

Feng Wu sideways turned his face away: "If you want to introduce, hurry up, that stupid Zhen hat is gone."

Zhan Jun immediately became embarrassed again: "But me, what should I say?"

"Say you are Zhan Er silly." Feng Wu finished his glass of champagne.

"Don't care! Don't come when the opportunity is too late." Zhan Jun, who didn't pay attention to what Fengwu said, took a deep breath, showing a generous and righteous expression, and walked over with arrogance—if you ignore his hands and feet.

Feng Wu sneered, turned around and found that he was a little close to Boss Dimro and his silly son who were surrounded by a group of people.With a click of his tongue, Feng Wu casually put the cup on the side table, lowered his head and hurried away.

Feng Wu, who walked all the way along the corner of the banquet hall, successfully bypassed the crowd and came to the corridor outside, he was quite hesitant looking at him.

The only thing I know is that I go straight to the elevator, and if I dare to go, that useless firewood agent will definitely cry for him. I can only deny it if I think it is troublesome; I don’t know where the thick red carpet leads to left or right.Feng Wu simply hummed a piece of the tune he just wrote last night, and his fingers jumped back and forth on both sides in time.

At the end, his fingers stopped on the left side, Feng Wu shrugged, and inserted his hands in a smart way.Put your legs in your trouser pockets.

Feng Wu, who was humming a ditty, walked all the way to the end, only to find that it was the balcony box outside the revolving restaurant.All seven doors were open and no one was there, so Feng Wu directly picked the one in the innermost one.

In the room where the lights were not turned on, only the floor-to-ceiling windows revealed a dim light.Feng Wu walked forward slowly, stood at the window and looked out.

The stars are gone, the lights are on.The streets below are paved with street lights like water, slowly flowing through the entire city.

Looking along the stream of lights to the far east of the city, the tallest building on that end has a silver Best logo flashing on top.There are no other fancy colors, and there are no edge lights that wrap the entire building, it just stands so dark and silent.

On its far west side is the Dim Building decorated with colorful neon lights.No matter how far away—you can’t see it.

Feng Wu squinted his eyes for a long time before snorting, turned his head and sat down on the sofa behind.

The phone buzzed in his pants pocket, and when he took it out, he saw that it was Ah Hu's call.Feng Wu threw it aside impatiently and didn't want to pay attention to it—just pretend that he didn't hear it while he was still in the arena.

The phone rang seven or eight times and finally gave up. The bright screen dimmed in the darkness, as if bringing some secret sense of security.Or, some kind of greater insecurity.

Feng Wu breathed a sigh of relief, inadvertently, the father and son he had seen before popped up in his mind - the foolish son of an old rich man and a landlord's family.Feng Wu laughed mockingly, and simply lay down on the sofa, put his hands behind his head, and stared at the dark ceiling in a daze.

After a while, there was a voice coming this way.

"I'm sorry Mr. Ou, I, I didn't do it on purpose." A very young female voice said with a faint cry.

"I know." The indifferent response was far from polite.

"I'm really sorry, I shouldn't be wearing high heels."

"That's all right. You'd better check your feet, too."

"Thank you Mr. Ou!"

Mr. Ou? !Feng Wu turned over and sat up, sunglasses 246?

"No, I just said it casually. Joe, please."

"No problem, although I think your red wine smell is more attractive."

"Doesn't it mean that serious men are attractive? Joe, it seems that you are ready to work overtime with me often."

"... Don't be afraid, Bao Ji, our President Ou likes to joke around. For example, he always treats me as a secretary."

"Heh, heh. It's funny."

Feng Wu hugged his stomach and curled up on the sofa shaking with laughter.What the hell is this a joke?Then this joke is too cold!

"Okay, Ou, you and Baoji find a private room to rest first, and I'll go get you two clothes."

"Thank you, Manager Zhang, I'm so—"

"Is Miss Baoji's manager or assistant here?" A voice without too much ups and downs directly interrupted a certain lady's hesitation.

"I'm sorry Mr. Ou, I was...invited here today, so it's inconvenient to bring them along."

Pull it down!Isn't it just the female companion who came with that idiot Zhencan? It seems that the two of them are hyping up each other's enthusiasm.But then I turned around and wanted to put on sunglasses 246?Feng Wu curled his lips, Zhan Er is stupid, look at your bad eyesight.

"Arrange a waitress from the hotel as soon as possible." The cold voice said, "Miss Baoji is a lady after all."

"No problem. You go to 1707 first, and I'll call someone right away."

Feng Wu rolled his eyes, and when he heard the woman's rambling voices approaching, he suddenly thought that his room was the innermost one!Now I always feel inappropriate when I go out, so I curse secretly and run directly to the bathroom.

A moment later, through the crack of the door, I saw that the light outside was on. That sunglasses 246 was wearing a formal dinner suit today.He looked around at the empty interior and said, "Miss Baoji, please come in."

Bao Ji gracefully held the hem of the skirt with one hand and gently put the other hand on the door, showing her beautifully curved side cheeks after specially adjusting the angle and smiling slightly: "President Ou, please don't be too polite, just call me Bao Ji. "

"You are an artist of the company, so there is no need for any remarks that are not conducive to your long-term development." Ouyang Ting looked at her without changing his face, "After all, Best's reputation is not good now."

Feng Wu, who was huddled in the bathroom, wanted to laugh but was too busy to hold back, and added another title to him in his heart: Puzzled Style.

"Mr. Ou is really too humorous." Baoji's face froze, and she quickly adjusted to annoyance and bewilderment, "I'm really unlucky today. I don't know what that strange Zhan Jun wants to do, so I can't speak clearly Pulling and pulling again caused me to be bumped and sprained. Of course, the most rude thing is that I spilled all the wine on you."

Feng Wu opened his mouth wide: What?Zhan Er silly, when did you become so powerful and directly threw the girl down? !

"I'll talk about this later, sit down first." Ouyang Ting took a step, thought for a while and then stopped, "Are you sprained?"

Bao Ji immediately stretched out her hand with a coquettish smile: "Thank you, Mr. Ou."

Ouyang Ting paused, then nodded slightly, and led her to the sofa and sat down.

Feng Wu secretly smacked his lips: What is acting, this is it!Why didn't I notice that you couldn't walk easily?Now being able to limp so melodiously and melodiously - coupled with such a superb anti-client, tsk tsk, Zhan Er, your vision is poisonous!

But wait, sofa? !

Feng Wu quickly swept away, groaning inwardly.Moan - as expected, my mobile phone is still on the sofa!to die—

...Fortunately, alive again.

Miss Baoji, who is so beautiful, even if she doesn't like you anymore, she must thank you this time. You who saved a life by neatly arranging the skirt as soon as you sit down will definitely be rewarded.

Feng Wu finished chanting in his head not sincerely, and continued to appreciate it.Although this kind of gossip is Ah Hu's hobby, he is still idle now.

Unfortunately, there was silence in the box.

After a while, Baoji smiled lightly at the person sitting on the other side of the sofa: "Boss Ou is really surprising."

Feng Wu only raised his eyebrows when he saw Mr. Sunglasses 246 on the opposite side, and Baoji immediately said: "I have seen the previous interview, and I have to say that being so handsome when being photographed by the camera at such a close distance is simply not for us." live."

"I thought your goal was a platinum record, but now it seems that you are also interested in going to the big screen."

"...Does Mr. Ou think I can do it?"

"Yes." Ouyang Ting added three words when Miss Baoji was beaming with joy, "The ending song."

"...Mr. Ou thinks I'm not good-looking?"

"Being a vase on the screen is also a life choice."

"..."

With great difficulty, Feng Wu suppressed his laughter: I'm so sorry for you, girl, I would have slapped you and said goodbye to you for such an embarrassing chat.

"...Actually, I have shot many MVs, and I feel that I love the camera very much. But you also know that my manager doesn't seem to approve of my crossover." Baoji continued to work hard on the previous topic.

Ouyang Ting frowned: "Keep improving in the familiar field, or change direction and develop in an all-round way, there are all—"

With a smile on her face, Baoji leaned forward with twinkling eyes, and listened carefully to what he said.

Ouyang Ting stopped abruptly, and looked away from her chest that seemed to be unintentionally bent down: "You should trust your manager's judgment on this question. Now, I'm sorry, clothes stained with alcohol are always uncomfortable .I'll deal with it."

Bao Ji's complexion changed, and Feng Wu in the bathroom also changed his complexion.He turned his head and looked quickly, the only thing that could be blocked was——

With a click, the doorknob was grasped, and then slowly pushed open.