The others looked away silently, full of gloating. Yin Leshan was actually thrown away. It was really

But what followed was confusion, who was the meal at Jufulou given to?

Yin Leshan was filled with embarrassment and anger. She stared at the middle-aged man and squeezed out a sentence through her teeth: "I am an artist from Luoshen Entertainment. I am the only one here. Who is the boss giving this meal to?"

It seems like you are asking who to give it to, but in fact you are telling the other person that Luoshen Entertainment is just me, and the thing is not given to me but to someone else.

"Are you an artist from Luoshen Entertainment?" The middle-aged man stopped what he was doing, a little surprised.

Yin Leshan watched the other person's expression change because of his words, thinking that the other person didn't know her before. Now that she heard him reveal his identity, she realized that it was her. She felt much better and nodded arrogantly.

But in his heart, he was thinking that he would tell his agent later that he should fire this thing, which would almost embarrass him.

When the others saw this, they thought it was just a mistake and immediately laughed and spoke for Yin Leshan.

"Shanshan is the artist of Luoshen Entertainment, and the only one."

"Yes, yes."

"Shanshan deserves to be a product of Luoshen Entertainment, she's just so good."

Yin Leshan's expression softened and she finally regained her composure.

He complacently waited for the other party to take the initiative to bring the meal to him. This time, he must show off his face and ask him to bend down and apologize to him.

However, what Yin Leshan was waiting for was not the other party's admission of mistake and the offer of meals, but a question to him: "Where is Master Luo Qingluo?"

???

Luo Qing?

Master Luo?

Everyone looked at me, then at the director, and finally at Yin Leshan and the middle-aged man, with confused faces.

What to do with Luo Qing?

He is not from Luoshen Entertainment at all, and he has not signed a contract. Also, why do you call him Master Luo?

Yin Leshan also frowned, with a worried look on his face: "What are you looking for Luo Qing for? He is not from Luoshen Entertainment."

"The meal was specially ordered by the boss for Master Luo." The middle-aged man didn't hide it. He had delivered the meal before, and the director team asked him who asked him to deliver it. He said it was the boss of Luo Shen Entertainment, and then the director and others heard

He immediately started looking for someone, thinking that they all knew who it was for.

After the people arrived, everyone was circling around each other, and he had never seen the young master before. Although he was a little confused when they called Shanshan, everyone's attitude was there, thinking that it might be some familiar nickname.

As a result, after the other party signed, he realized something was wrong. This was not Master Luo at all.

Yin Leshan's expression changed.

Others also opened their eyes wide.

For a moment, the event hall fell into silence again.

Everyone had different thoughts, but they all looked at Yin Leshan quietly.

"What are you doing?" A slightly confused voice suddenly interrupted, causing everyone to look towards the door. Luo Qing walked in casually wearing a white shirt, black straight pants and white canvas shoes.

He didn't want to come at first, but the constant howling in the corridor disturbed his reading, so he came out to take a look.

His eyes fell on the dining car aside, "Is it from Jufulou Building?"

"Yes, you are." The middle-aged man looked at the person approaching. Judging from his countless experiences in meeting people in Jufulou, this man with a noble aura made him look like our young master at first glance.

Luo Qing scanned the dining car and said calmly: "Luo Qing, what is your signature dish this time? Do you have hibiscus and Ganoderma lucid cakes?"

"Yes, young master, Mr. Feng specially ordered for you your favorite food and our signature dishes. They are all here." The middle-aged man immediately smiled and made a very exquisite and simple-looking meal from under the dining car.

A large, expensive sandalwood food box was brought up attentively: "Young Master, these are all hot and kept warm. If you think they taste good, we will deliver them tomorrow."

The whole place became even quieter.

The young master had previously called him Master Luo Qing, but they felt it was wrong. Now he kept calling the young master Mr. Luo, and was trying to please him, as if Luo Qing was his immediate boss.

If it is said that this was brought about by Mr. Feng, it is not impossible. But what kind of relationship is there to make them treat Luo Qing so well and feel that they have to please Luo Qing to prevent Mr. Feng from being dissatisfied?

Who is he?

It seems that in these short days or two, Luo Qing is always refreshing their knowledge.

I couldn't help but think of the melon that Luo Qing had taken care of earlier. Could it be that

Some people can't help but feel jealous. There is Yin Leshan in front of them and Luo Qing in the back. God is really unfair.

Thinking of Yin Leshan, everyone looked at her quietly, oh, what a terrifying expression.

Yin Leshan's face was distorted and she stared at Luo Qing. How could it be him? How could it be him?

Especially when he thought about what just happened, he wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it. It was so embarrassing, so embarrassing.

It's all Luo Qing, why did he show up!

And those bitches, if they hadn't been making noises, how could I have taken it for granted that this was given to me, damn it.

Taking a deep breath, he lowered his head to cover the sinister thoughts inside, and his tone was filled with self-blame: "Luo Qing, I'm sorry. Everyone just said that the things Luoshen Entertainment sent were for me. I thought so too, so I touched yours."

Thing, don’t be angry, I’m really sorry.”

Luo Qing, who was opening the food box, glanced at the dining car and said nonchalantly: "Oh, these are for you and the staff, it doesn't matter."

"Really?" The director, who had been silent until now, immediately answered and became interested.

Who wouldn’t want to take a bite of Jufulou’s food and see what it feels like?

All the students also looked at Luo Qing with burning eyes, full of expectation.

Luo Qing nodded: "Really, just eat it, it won't taste good after it cools down for a while." After saying that, he looked at Yin Leshan, the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "I thought I heard you say that you told your agent that you wanted it very early.

Try the dishes from Jufulou and eat more, who knows if there will be a next time."

Yin Leshan's expression was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and she bit her lip fiercely. A smell of rust slowly filled her mouth.

Luo Qing, Luo Qing!

The others were silent for two seconds before speaking decisively.

"Yes, Shanshan, didn't you say you wanted to eat it earlier? Now that Master Luo has given you the opportunity, don't miss it."

"Yes, yes, such a good opportunity."

"Come and let us see how unique the Jufu Tower thing you have been thinking about is."

"Wow, my God, this is really food. Isn't it a work of art? No wonder Shanshan you want to taste it so much. It's so beautiful."

"It tastes so good, Shanshan, come quickly. I missed this opportunity and I don't know if there will be another time."

Everyone invited Yin Leshan in a strange manner, and kept thrusting knives into him.

Remind him all the time that if you like and want something, others will look down upon it. If it is given to you, there will be no next time if you don’t eat it.

It depends on whether you want the face or not.

In fact, from the moment his hand was slapped away, he had lost his face.

But he shouldn't want to drag them into the water and rely on them to get the meal. Don't even think about it.

If he didn't have this idea in his heart, and even took it for granted that it should be his, no matter how much they made trouble, they would still be cautious and ask, but he just went up and asked how to sign for it.

Yin Leshan's face was congested with blood, and he was turning blue and purple, and the veins in his neck were throbbing. He could no longer bear it, pushed away the person blocking him, and ran out quickly.

He pushed away a person who staggered and almost fell. He snorted coldly and shouted to the person in a hypocritical manner: "Shanshan, Shanshan, where are you going? Don't you want to eat your favorite Jufulou?"

?”

The person who answered him was Yin Leshan who ran faster.

Luo Qing sat on the chair that the director had kindly moved, staring at the scene with interest, eating hibiscus and Ganoderma lucidum cake, which was very satisfying.

This thing is really delicious. Eat another piece.

Yin Leshan ran away and bumped into his manager halfway.

Some fat agents grabbed Yin Leshan, his voice was rough and his brows were furrowed. "Where are you going?"

This is a seedling that he is very optimistic about and has been cultivating it carefully.

"Mr. Feng is coming over later. You and I will go to see Mr. Feng. Then behave well and try to leave a good impression on the other party. Do you understand?"

Yin Leshan's congested brain suddenly woke up, "Mr. Feng is coming?"

"Yes." The manager nodded and lowered his voice: "It is said that the heirs of our Luoshen Entertainment are also here. This is a good opportunity for you. As long as you have a good relationship with one of them, you will be able to dominate the entertainment industry in the future.

Gone."

Yin Leshan frowned hard. What her manager said was reasonable, but she said, "Do you know the relationship between Luo Qing and Mr. Feng?"

"What relationship can it have?" The manager paused and then sneered: "Even if there is a relationship, it is not legitimate. If this is the case, it means that Mr. Feng is not unscrupulous, and you also have a chance, understand?"

Yin Leshan was so smart that he understood immediately. He immediately suppressed the gloomy and sullen expression on his face and smiled pleasantly: "I understand. I'll go back and change my clothes and touch up my makeup. I'll be right over."

Luo Qing can do it, and so can he.

He is confident that he can do better.
To be continued...