After arriving at the Hilton Hotel, Tang Luo put on his sunglasses and walked into the fire escape.

He doesn't even dare to sit on the elevator now, at least he doesn't dare to sit on the first floor.

Many fans are at the Hilton Hotel.

If they see it, maybe some news will be heard.

After walking up a few floors, Tang Luo took the special elevator to the top floor.

He felt that he should give Sister Chen some advice, that they should not live in Hilton anymore.

However, after thinking that An Lan would go to the United States with Cadilla this week, she gave up and talked about it later when she came back.

"Mr. Tang."

The bodyguards at the elevator greeted Tang Luo when they saw him.

"Um."

Tang Luo chatted with them for a few words and came to An Lan's room.

Sister Chen and Cadilla are both here.

"Tang Luo, Xiaoxuan, there is no problem?"

An Lan asked.

"No problem, the only question now is, what to eat at night?"

Tang Luo asked with a smile.

“Chinese or Western food?”

"You ask Xiaoxuan, they can eat whatever they want."

An Lan said.

"She said let me ask you, they can do anything."

Tang Luo said.

"Cadila, where are you?"

“I don’t care.”

Cadilla replied.

"Why don't you go to the private food?"

Sister Chen suggested.

"After all, outsiders don't know that if they go to some restaurants, they may attract onlookers."

"Okay, then that's there."

Tang Luo thought for a while and nodded.

“The environment there is good and the taste is good.”

"Um."

An Lan has no objection.

"You guys go on Thursday, right?"

Tang Luo asked.

"Yes, the airplane at noon."

An Lan nodded.

"Tang Luo, will you go to the United States in the near future?"

"I? Go to the United States? Don't."

Tang Luo was stunned for a moment.

"What am I going to do in the United States?"

"Well, Vanruo has no business in the United States?"

An Lan asked again.

"No...Fanruo Company, I haven't gone abroad yet."

Tang Luo shook his head.

"Haha, you won't stay there for a long time. Just come back when you relax."

"Yeah, okay."

An Lan nodded, and she was thinking in her heart that if Tang Luo could go, she could get along well.

After all, in the United States, not many people know her and Tang Luo, so it would be easier than being in China.

At least you won’t be recognized if you go out shopping or something.

"Have all the concerts been resolved?"

Tang Luo looked at Sister Chen and asked.

"Yeah, it's solved."

Sister Chen nodded.

"I should cooperate, I have already cooperated. The police said that it has nothing to do with us."

"Okay, if it's online, there's no bad influence, right?"

Tang Luo asked again.

"No, in the past two days, An Lan will occasionally start live broadcasts... I feel that after the concert, her popularity has become even higher."

Sister Chen smiled.

"It means that every time you start a live broadcast, you will always be asked about it."

"Yes, Tang Luo, netizens also said that I want to let me broadcast live with you."

An Lan nodded.

"Live broadcast with you? Forget it, I'm not suitable for me to appear now."

Tang Luo shook his head.

"There is always a heat pressure on the top. If I appear, how can I suppress the heat?"

"Yeah, since you said that, I won't answer any questions."

An Lan said to Tang Luo.

"In the morning, I went to the mayor's office and talked about this...you continue to ignore it."

Tang Luo lit a cigarette, but he was already satisfied with having a piece of calligraphy.

"I have a number."

An Lan nodded.

Tang Luo left after staying at the Hilton Hotel for more than an hour.

After he returned to the company, he took the scroll and went to the president's office.

If you don’t show off this thing, what’s the use of it?

In his opinion, this is a powerful tool for pretending!

Although it is not possible for everyone to know, it is still necessary to let the people you know see and pretend.

"What did you take?"

Han Ruobing asked curiously when he saw Tang Luo coming in from outside with a scroll.

"Haha, I just got a letter."

Tang Luo smiled.

"Wife, guess where did you get it?"

"You're going to the antique market again?"

Han Ruobing looked at the scroll and felt that it was not right. It didn’t look like antique calligraphy and paintings, and it looked quite new.

"Which big calligrapher's word?"

"No, let me show you."

Tang Luo said, opened the scroll and placed it on his desk.

"Young hero?"

Han Ruobing looked at these four words and was stunned for a moment.

Then, her eyes fell on the signature and widened her eyes.
To be continued...