There are immortals at home [entertainment circle]

When Xiang Hui ran out, he just caught up with Zhuo Fan and the others, but Jian Si had long since disappeared.

"You want to leave now?" Xiang Hui even raised his eyebrows, looking displeased.

"Didn't you deal with the aftermath?" Zhuo Fan asked naturally.

"If it wasn't for that guy Pei Junyu, do you think I would be willing to stand with you?" Xiang Hui gritted his teeth, "When I clean him up, you will be the next one I clean up, don't forget we have a bet. "

After Zhuo Fan listened to Xiang Hui's words expressionlessly, he turned around and prepared to leave with Le Luo.

"Wait!" Seeing that he was being ignored, Xiang Hui grabbed Zhuo Fan's shoulder again. Just as he was about to get angry, he suddenly found Le Luo's eyes staring blankly at him.

"What's the matter?" Zhuo Fan asked.

Although Xiang Hui hates Zhuo Fan very much, he has always sympathized with Le Luo, the poor little man who was cheated by Zhuo Fan, so he didn't like to get angry. He paused for a while and then let go, pretending to sweep his fingers. Dust on Zhuo Fan's shoulders, pretending to say: "You didn't eat anything in there just now, if you don't mind, find a place to eat."

Xiang Hui is used to sitting in a high-level position, and even invites people to eat with a high-ranking look. Zhuo Fan knows that if he refuses him at this time, he will definitely jump up in anger.

But Zhuo Fan didn't want to see Xiang Hui jumping up now, so he didn't sing against Xiang Hui. He looked at the night outside through the window of the corridor, weighed it and agreed easily: "Yes."

Xiang Hui was taken aback for a moment. He thought that Zhuo Fan would definitely say something to him, but he didn't.

"Let's go now and take my car." Xiang Hui thought that Zhuo Fan had finally convinced him, and walked to the front with a rather smug expression.

The reporters outside have not left yet, but have been guarding with their cameras.

But they didn't shy away from it, let the bodyguards open the way, just got into the car and drove away.

"They can write whatever they want, let the public relations handle it." When he arrived in the car, Xiang Hui was in a good mood and didn't care about these details.

And Zhuo Fan just looked at Le Luo's side face. He saw the slightly wrinkled forehead and said nothing, and knew that Le Luo was still worrying about Jian Si, so he held Le Luo's hand tighter. .

Not long after, they came to a high-end restaurant with a pleasant view.

This is a restaurant that Xiang Hui often comes to, so the waiter is also very familiar with Xiang Hui. He immediately stepped forward to greet him, looked at the two celebrities who came with Xiang Hui, and asked uncertainly: "Xiang Dong, is it the usual one?" location?"

"Same." Xiang Hui said.

"Then come this way." The waiter immediately greeted courteously.

However, on the way, they ran into Simin head-on.

"Are you coming to eat together?" Simin looked at them in surprise.

"It's rare, but you read it right." After Xiang Hui answered rationally and vigorously, he found the man standing next to Simin. The man had deep brows and eyes and obviously had the characteristics of mixed race. He was tall and would appear from time to time. In foreign fashion magazines.

"This is Mr. Huo." Simin finally realized, and quickly introduced the people around him.

"My name is Zhuo Fan." Zhuo Fan's self-introduction was very simple.

However, before his words fell, that Mr. Huo had already held his hand in surprise, and his tone of voice was not very standard: "I know you, Zhuo Fan, I watched many of your movies when I was learning Chinese."

"You are very attractive." At the end, he added something specially, and gave Zhuo Fan a face-to-face gift.

Le Luo, who was still worrying about other things just now, was stunned on the spot after seeing this overly straightforward and enthusiastic appearance. He stared blankly at the two who separated after a while, looking at a loss.

That Mr. Huo quickly noticed Le Luo's sight, and then let go of Zhuo Fan's hand and was about to say hello to Le Luo.

"This is my partner." However, Zhuo Fan immediately held Le Luo's hand and pulled Le Luo closer to him, neither giving them a chance to shake hands, nor giving them a face-to-face salute Chance.

The other party was just stunned for a moment. Although he didn't understand, he didn't think much about it. After blessing, several people exchanged some pleasantries, and Simin said to him: "I plan to sit here with some friends."

"Then see you next time." After saying goodbye, that Mr. Huo left.

"Come back to business," Simin looked away from the man's back, looked at Zhuo Fan, and finally asked the question that was suppressed in his heart just now, "Why are you here? Aren't you going to a banquet today?"

Xiang Hui felt that he had been standing for a long time, so he hurriedly replied, "Go and sit down first."

The ins and outs are not complicated to tell, Simin stirred the coffee with a spoon while listening.

"To put it simply, Pei Junyu used a plan to divide you?" Simin stopped stirring, and did not put the cube sugar in in the end, "But no one stipulated that Jian Si must stand by your side , wanting something close at hand but not getting it, not many people can bear it.”

"So I seldom see you now, just to make myself more comfortable, Zhuo Fan." Simin raised his eyes and looked directly at Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan naturally understood what he meant.

And Xiang Hui looked at the atmosphere for a while, and couldn't help but contemptuously muttered in his heart——

When will Zhuo Fan's peach blossoms stop?