Yuyuan Terrace.

Inner Hall.

Han San sat on the dining chair, watching the crowd chatting enthusiastically, with a timid look on his face.

At this moment, he regretted why he had to put on airs and told Chen Yifei that he could do it.

He entered the inner hall, but could he come to this inner hall?

Han San looked at an old man chatting with a young man, silently lowered his head and listened.

"Xiao Han, Yifei is a filmmaker, you Huaying must support her."

"Uncle Zhang, don't worry, just come to me if you have any questions." Han San almost stood up instinctively, barely controlling his body, but speaking with a respectful tone:

He didn't know how long he hadn't heard of the name Xiao Han, but facing the man in front of him, Han San couldn't put on airs at all. This was a big leader of the Ministry of the Sea, he was nothing.

And looking at the people in the inner hall, they were either brothers with Uncle Zhang or chatting excitedly, this inner hall really wasn't something he could come to.

"Slowly and slowly, we will have an advantage. This is the same as the eagle..." Chu Ze and Zhang Weiguo chatted about all sorts of things.

Some opinions and views were there.

But they were basically about directions, not practical operations.

"I said that Chu Ze's ability to make plans is absolutely strong. What the eagle said is too right."

Zhang Weiguo slapped his thigh and agreed, but turned his head to look at Han San, and frowned.

It was precisely because Han San was here that many topics could not be opened.

And this look made Han San feel uncomfortable sitting down, and he grabbed the work in the waiter's hand.

"I'll do it, I'll do it..." Han San's tone was full of kindness.

He looked up to the elders, but the young man was so happy chatting with the elders, and this scene had a great impact on him.

And it's not easy to leave now. I've come in, and I have to find a reason to leave.

"No, I'll do it myself." Chu Ze hasn't finished speaking yet.

Zhang Weiguo interrupted him: "Let him come. He needs to exercise. If he barges in, something bad will happen. I am here today, otherwise he will be shot to death by your guards."

"Yes, I need to exercise." Han San really regretted that he was too arrogant.

If he had known that the inner hall was like this, he would never have dared to force Chen Yifei to bring him in.

Public security arrests require evidence, but the military only needs a list to counter.

When he saw Zhang Weiguo, he wanted to leave, but a somewhat puzzled "Xiao Han" stopped him.

Han San didn't eat well during this meal and didn't dare to move his chopsticks.

Suddenly, a figure stepped in from the outer hall, with a cheerful step.

"Dear leaders, I toast to everyone and wish you all your wishes come true." Liu Yifei smiled, holding a glass of wine in her hand.

Facing people in Chu Ze's circle, she was not the kind of person who would hold her glasses. After getting acquainted, she raised her glass openly.

Zhang Weiguo smiled as soon as he heard it: "Okay, I like to hear it."

"Yifei, if you can talk, talk more."

Others echoed and spoke with appreciation.

Han San was more focused on pouring wine and tea. Since he, Xiao Han, was not beaten to death, he had to perform well and do a good job of serving tea and pouring wine.

The scene in the inner hall made Liu Xiaoli, who was following behind Liu Yifei, a little dizzy because it was too bizarre.

The mountain eagle in the entertainment industry is like a little brother here, serving tea and pouring wine.

"That's right, what you think in your heart will definitely come true, and what you want to do will definitely be done. Today, I, the birthday boy, said that God should give some face." Liu Yifei obviously drank some wine, her face was a little red, and she couldn't help but talk more, raising her glass to toast.

"Okay, let's drink." Zhang Weiguo laughed and picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Zhang Weiguo was like this, so naturally the others smiled, raised their glasses, and drank without hesitation.

Han San, who was standing by, raised his glass silently and drank it all.

What is integration? This is... As for whether the leader saw it or not, it doesn't matter at all.

After drinking a glass, he felt the burning sensation in his throat, stimulating his oral and intestinal tract, and then immediately poured wine for Uncle Zhang.

"Let me introduce you, this is Xiao Han, currently..." Zhang Weiguo smiled and pointed at Han San next to him.

"Han San from Huaxia Film and Television Group, happy birthday, Miss Liu." Han San took over and introduced himself.

"I know President Han, I've met him before." How could Liu Yifei not know Han San, but she didn't know how to greet him in his previous appearance, so she simply pretended not to see him.

"It's good to know him. I just said that Yifei is the director of our Haibu Cultural Works. If there is a match,If you want to find a suitable filming project or release something, Xiao Han, you have to consider Yifei. "Zhang Weiguo said earnestly.

"Uncle Zhang, don't worry."

Han San patted his chest respectfully and assured, looking at Liu Yifei. He was a little surprised that Liu Yifei was actually the director of the Ministry of Marine Arts?

She should have been admitted recently.

Han San muttered in his heart. After all, Liu Yifei was so diligent in filming before, and it was only in the past year that she gradually stagnated.

Originally, he thought that his mother had too high vision and wanted to make a movie, but he didn't expect that she would become the director of the Ministry of Marine Arts.

Uncle Zhang is the big leader of the Ministry of Marine.

This is directly connected to the sky... Han San's mind was a little dizzy, this is a relationship that connects to the sky.

Although he called Uncle Zhang, it was just a polite remark after all, and he had met him once with his father in the early years.

"Then please take care of me, Mr. Han." Liu Yifei raised her glass and said politely.

"It should be." "

Han San nodded with a bright smile on his face.

This is not Liu Xiaoli's relationship, nor is it Chen Yifei's relationship.

It is the young man who is very close to Liu Yifei. As for what kind of relationship this is, Han San can't ask.

Han San is over half a century old and in the mixed entertainment industry, how could he not be sensitive.

Uncle Zhang is such a high-level figure, how could the second-generation ancestor talk so happily? Obviously, this young man has something he can't detect.

In the inner hall, after eating the cake, Han San didn't stay at all, but chose to leave immediately after finishing the cake.

Leaving the inner hall.

Han San only then felt that his back was wet and sticky.

"Boss Han, are you leaving?"

As soon as he came out, a sharp-eyed square-faced figure appeared in front of Han San and asked curiously.

"Well. "

Han San exhaled lightly.

The pressure in the inner hall was too great. To be honest, he even envied Liu Yifei's relaxed state.

But this relaxation was obviously not something he could have just because he wanted it. At least he had to have a son like that young man, but of course he could only think about it.

"Boss Han, isn't the inner hall very classy..." The square-faced figure, holding up a wine glass, smiled and spoke meaningfully.

Han San just glanced at the other person indifferently and didn't continue the conversation: "Boss Wang, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. "

He didn't want to explain, because there was no need, and he was not his friend, so why would he take the initiative to say something unpleasant.

After being turned away, Mr. Wang, who had a square face, paused, and frowned as he looked at the departing figure.

He couldn't figure out Han San's thoughts. Was he leaving in anger?

It didn't look like that, and his steps were quite fast.

Chen Yifei, who was standing by, said at this time: "Boss Han, I'll see you off."

"Okay."

Hearing this, Han San thought for a while and nodded.

Chen Yifei's face lit up, and getting closer to Han San would be of great benefit to his investment in the entertainment industry.

However, Han San didn't walk a few steps, looked around and saw no one, and looked at Chen Yifei with a serious look.

"I'll remind you, don't use Liu Yifei's name to do things in the entertainment industry in the future, otherwise you won't be able to bear the consequences. "Han San knew something about Chen Yifei.

In order to avoid trouble for himself, he naturally warned Chen Yifei.

If Chen Yifei did it, with Uncle Zhang's character, if he really got angry, he would not be a reasonable person, and no one could tell what would happen.

"I understand."

Chen Yifei was stunned, but then he understood something.

He is not stupid, otherwise he would not be wealthy, but he could not use Liu Yifei's relationship, which really made him uncomfortable.

The two did not talk anymore and walked out of the door.

Han San waved his hand and left.

Banquet hall.

"It's a birthday, but you still have to use the inner and outer halls. It's simply too much." A beautiful woman said with a somewhat unhappy tone.

"Maybe he thinks he is too famous. "Ren Qi's eyes flickered slightly, and a trace of speechlessness appeared on his face.

This behavior is so offensive. Didn't you see that Huayi and a group of mainland entertainment company bosses were stopped outside, and their faces were more or less unhappy.

"Before, I just felt that it was the end, but now it may really be the end." The woman next to her had a dim look in her eyes, and even unconsciously smiled brightly on her face.

After all, the resources in the entertainment industry are like a pyramid. If she has it, others don't have it. If others have it, she doesn't have it.

Speaking of this, she suddenly looked at Huang Xiaoming next to her, who was staring blankly in one direction.

"Xiaoming, what are you looking at?? "The beautiful woman pushed Huang Xiaoming next to her and looked in the direction of Huang Xiaoming's gaze.

I saw several figures walking through the banquet hall and heading towards the door.

It surprised her.

"Nothing, what were you talking about just now?"

Huang Xiaoming shook his head and changed the subject. He was naturally familiar with that figure, but some things were already a foregone conclusion.

"After we finish talking about Liu Yifei this time, we may be targeted." The beautiful woman with red lips and a slender red evening dress said meaningfully.

"Isn't it unlikely?" Huang Xiaoming frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

But before the woman spoke, Ren Yu spoke first: "How is it impossible? At present, her public opinion is very strong. Just add a little bit of information. It is estimated that it will not be found out who it is. And now she has offended Mr. Han. It is estimated that her future life will not be easy. "

Han San's back as he walked away quickly was not only seen by her, but also by many others.

As soon as these words came out, Huang Xiaoming could not help but fall into deep thought.

Of course, he had seen the recent public opinion about Liu Yifei. The ones who led the trend were basically netizens, and this was the most difficult thing to deal with. You couldn't tell who was behind it through the Internet.

Indeed, if the entertainment company added a little bit of information, the situation might escalate all of a sudden.

"Why, are you heartbroken?" The beautiful woman laughed.

But there was no response from Huang Xiaoming.

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