Yan Mingxiu is the most special person in the circle. He is not only an actor, but also one of the families at the peak of power in the capital. Therefore, no one dares to provoke him. Although he acts in a cold and arrogant manner, he cannot say a word in any media. At this time, seeing his face coming over so ugly, naturally no one dares to go up and block his words.

Yan Mingxiu looked at Zhou Xiang straight, approached calmly, then gently grabbed his arm and whispered: "Let's go."

His volume was low, but there was no sound around him, and everyone could hear these two words clearly.

Regarding Zhou Xiang, the newcomer, the recent rumor and exposure have been increasing, and it is often related to big-name stars, such as Lan Xirong, Wang Yudong, and Yan Mingxiu. No one dares to say it publicly, which does not mean that they will not spread it privately. At least the news that Zhou Xiang was kept by Yan Mingxiu has been caught in the ears of many people since the crew returned from Guizhou. At this time, the two had contact in public, so the reporters naturally would not miss this good opportunity. They stared at them like searchlights, just waiting for Yan Mingxiu to turn around, and they took a set of photos fiercely.

Zhou Xiang smiled quietly, "Mr. Yan, please ask first." As he said that, he waved away Yan Mingxiu's hand holding him, and took the opportunity to ask for help.

The muscles on Yan Mingxiu's face moved slightly, and he glanced at the reporter who was still standing in front of them. It was obviously a warning glance, but the slightly raised end of his eyes made this look extremely charming.

The reporters who blocked Lan Xirong also dispersed. Zhou Xiang nodded politely to the reporter and twisted toward the stage.

Yan Mingxiu followed from behind and gently supported his back.

His actions were not intentional at all, as if he and Zhou Xiang should have been so close.

This made Lan Xirong frown slightly.

Several people stood on the stage. The host first thanked Mr. Wang and Yan Mingxiu for their arrival, and then asked Lan Xirong to take the lead and all relevant personnel made comments.

When it was Zhou Xiang's turn, more than a hundred pairs of eyes looked at him. Zhou Xiang was stiff for a moment. He didn't feel nervous when he was standing on the stage just now. Now so many people are watching him and so many flashes shining on him, he immediately felt his scalp numb and his palms sweat.

He really couldn't imagine how Lan Xirong held a concert at the Ten Thousand People Stadium.

However, he was nervous for only two or three seconds before calming down, and he said the prepared speech. He said a proper sentence, and thanked everyone who deserves to be thanked.

Next was a question session, with mostly the questions focused on Lan Xirong, and basically nothing was wrong with Zhou Xiang. Finally, he organized activities such as cake cutting and fan lottery. The entire sale took nearly three hours and ended.

Mr. Wang booked a dinner at the hotel. After the sale, all the participants went upstairs to have dinner.

Zhou Xiang was arranged at the main table. However, Lan Xirong and Yan Mingxiu sat on both sides of Mr. Wang, far away from him.

During the meal, people kept coming to the main table to toast, and the people on the main table also respected each other. Zhou Xiang, as the one with the least qualifications on the main table, greeted everyone on the table. When he was honoring Yan Mingxiu, Yan Mingxiu stood up.

This really gave Zhou Xiang a lot of face. Everyone toasted before, but Yan Mingxiu never got up once.

Mr. Wang pursed his lips and smiled, "Zhou Xiang, are you and Mr. Yan doing a good job in Guizhou? "

Zhou Xiang nodded, "I didn't embarrass Mr. Wang."

Mr. Wang laughed and said, "When this movie is released, your value will be extraordinary. You must thank Ming Xiu carefully. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have the chance to play that role."

Zhou Xiang smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yan, thank you, Mr. Wang, I will give you another cup."

He picked up the wine glass and poured Qianqian a mouthful for Mr. Wang and Yan Mingxiu respectively. He poured the glass full, raised his glass and said, "I've done it, you two can do it."

Just as he was about to drink, Yan Mingxiu grabbed his hand.

Zhou Xiang was stunned, and everyone on the table looked at them.

Yan Mingxiu's hands were dry and warm, and the skin in his palm was as delicate and soft as a girl's hand. This was a pair of pampering hands. Zhou Xiang's smile was frozen on his face, and he didn't know what Yan Mingxiu wanted to do.

Yan Mingxiu looked at him silently for a while with deep and dark eyes, then poured most of the wine in his glass into his glass, raised his head and drank it clean.

The others on the table were silent.

Yan Mingxiu's actions were too abnormal. Combined with the rumors, everyone's eyes flashed when they looked at Zhou Xiang.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

Mr. Wang shook his glass of wine, looked at the two people standing, and smiled meaningfully.

Zhou Xiang smiled and said, "Mr. Yan, I am really flattered. In fact, my stomach is already well and I can drink it. If I can't drink it, I wouldn't respect you."

Although everyone could hear this as an excuse, it was somewhat relieved. Zhou Xiang and Mr. Wang clinked glasses and drank the wine.

Mr. Wang smiled and said, "Stomach disease is something that requires lifelong prevention. It is not that you can just get rid of it if you don't have any pain today. Remember Xiao Zhou."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, for your concern."

As soon as Zhou Xiang put down his cup, Cai Wei immediately stood up and greeted the whole table, bringing this unusual little episode over at the right time.

After dinner, everyone gradually left the seat. Zhou Xiang was planning to go back with Cai Wei or Lan Xirong's car, and Mr. Wang called him over.

"Xiao Zhou, come with me."

Zhou Xiang said: "Mr. Wang, I won't bother you anymore. There are many colleagues who go along the way, so I can just take a free ride."

"Oh, why are you taking a free ride? Let's go."

Lan Xirong wanted to speak but stopped, so he could only watch Zhou Xiang follow Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang drank a little too much. After going out, he grabbed Zhou Xiang and spoke, drawing Zhou Xiang a beautiful blueprint for his future.

Zhou Xiang is very familiar with Mr. Wang's style. Mr. Wang is very good at talking. If he wants to draw big cakes for others, he will ensure that they are round and full, which makes people yearn forever. Zhou Xiang has followed him for a long time and will know how much moisture there is in these words. He listened with a smile, but he didn't take it to his heart.

Finally, Zhou Xiang helped Mr. Wang to the entrance of the hotel. Several luxury cars were parked outside the hotel. At this time, the reporters had basically all gone out. Only these big and small stars dared to walk through the main entrance. He saw that Lan Xirong had already gotten into a car, and the driver quickly drove away.

Mr. Wang grabbed Zhou Xiang's arm tightly, half true and half false, half drunk and half awake and said to him with a smile, "Zhou Xiang, I think you are not old and have a steady temperament and are not floating at all. I highly recommend you. Brother Wang tells you some truth and listen carefully."

Zhou Xiang nodded.

"In this circle, beautiful men and women are gone, why can some people become famous and some people not? Because those who cannot become famous either fail to seize the opportunity or do not even have the opportunity to encounter it. You, you are very lucky." Mr. Wang pointed at his nose, "Zhou Xiang, you must be smarter. When you have the opportunity in front of you, if you miss it, you will be a fool and a fool."

Zhou Xiang rolled his eyes and wondered what Mr. Wang was referring to.

He knew it soon. Because Mr. Wang grabbed him down the steps, he took the initiative to open the door of a Bentley for him and pushed him in, "Okay, I'm talking so much, let Mr. Yan take you back."

When Zhou Xiang saw that Yan Mingxiu was indeed sitting on the other side, looking at him quietly.

Zhou Xiang was stunned and wanted to stand up. His shoulders just hit Mr. Wang's thick hand, and his body was in a position that was neither up nor down, and he froze.

Mr. Wang looked at him with a smile.

A cold sweat broke out on Zhou Xiang's forehead. He forced a smile and sat down again.

Mr. Wang patted him on the shoulder and helped him close the car door.

The driver drove the car out.

Zhou Xiang sat on the left and Yan Mingxiu sat on the right. There was only a seat distance between the two of them, but it seemed that it was an insurmountable obstacle, and no one crossed it first.

Zhou Xiang turned his head slightly, "Mr. Yan, my family lives in the east, you are driving towards the West Fourth Ring Road."

He said to Yan Mingxiu and to the driver, but the driver was like wood, and his head didn't move, and he kept moving in the opposite direction.

Yan Mingxiu whispered: "Go to my place."

Zhou Xiang held back his anger, "I won't go, you can find a place to put me down."

Yan Mingxiu turned to look at him, "Zhou Xiang, I want to find a place to have a good talk with you."

"You can talk anywhere, why do you have to go to your house?"

"If you don't want to go to my house, I can go to your house with you. I just happen to want to meet your mother."

Zhou Xiang narrowed his eyes, "Yan Mingxiu, what exactly do you want to do?"
Chapter completed!