After a while, Ji Yanran greeted the guests and came over to accompany Xia Yu and the others.
Ji Yanran and Liu Mengyan, one a big star and the other a young lady, got along very well with each other, and soon Xia Yu and Su Xiaorou couldn't get a word in. However, Xiaorou's attention was always on all kinds of ice cream and ice cream.
During the snacks, there was no time to talk at all, while Xia Yu was enjoying herself while sipping red wine and admiring the various beauties at the banquet.
Suddenly, there was a commotion at the entrance of the banquet, and seven or eight men and women with unkind faces came in.
The leader was a man in his fifties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a middle-parted hair, and a cigar in his mouth, looking like a big boss.
Seeing this person, Ji Yanran frowned slightly and sighed heavily.
"Yanran, who is he?" Liu Mengyan asked.
"His name is Diao Yide, he's an old bastard!" Ji Yanran stood up and said, "I'm going to deal with him, I'm so sorry!"
"Diao Yide..." Xia Yu showed a playful look, glanced at the man, and some information about him emerged in his mind. Diao Yide is a godfather in the entertainment industry in Beijing. He has made many films as a producer in recent years.
Although the reputation of the big-budget film is average, every step of the film, from promotion to casting, has a strong international feel, and it is said that it has been broadcast abroad.
Ji Yanran walked up to Diao Yide, bowed, and said with a smile: "Uncle Diao, you are here today. What advice do you have?"
Diao Yide laughed and said, "Niece Yanran, I'm here for you! You didn't invite me to your birthday party, which really makes me sad!"
"Uncle Diao, look, at my banquet, they are either my classmates or my friends. They are all young people. Everyone is just drinking, chatting and lively. How dare I invite Uncle Diao to such an informal banquet? Isn't that too disrespectful?
Do you respect Uncle Diao?" Ji Yanran smiled.
"Niece Yanran is really sharp-tongued..." Diao Yide suddenly coughed, raised his voice and said to the audience: "Niece Yanran and I have something important to discuss. Those present have nothing serious to do, so they can leave!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience fell into silence. Everyone, look at me and I look at you. Although we know that Diao Yide has bad intentions, none of these young people who have just debuted or have not yet dared to offend Diao Yide, even if they are a little bit dissatisfied.
Those who were aware of Diao Yide's power also learned a little about it under the prompts of others, and they all hurriedly left.
Soon, there were only a few people left in the banquet hall.
Feng Xiaohui was chatting happily with Meng Zihao and was looking for a suitable opportunity to identify herself, but the good atmosphere was ruined by the sudden appearance of Diao Yide. She rolled her eyes and immediately pretended to be scared and said:
"Zihao, this person seems to be very scary."
"Really?" Meng Zihao was also a playboy. He glanced at Diao Yide with disdain and said, "Don't blame him, let's talk about ourselves!"
"Oh..." Feng Xiaohui grabbed Meng Zihao's arm and smiled, "Brother Zihao, it all depends on you!"
"Don't worry..." Meng Zihao was just thinking of a few heroic words when suddenly his body trembled, his legs went weak, and he almost sat on the ground.
That "Brother Zihao", that unique tone and charm, is clearly the patent of Feng Xiaohui, the "buck-toothed and freckled girl" that he avoids.
Meng Zihao wiped a handful of cold sweat and turned to look at Feng Xiaohui, "Can you stop calling me that?"
"Brother Zihao..." Feng Xiaohui asked aggrievedly, "You don't care about me anymore?"
Meng Zihao shuddered again, because this sentence "Don't you care about me?" was still what Feng Xiaohui often said when she was a child.
"You...don't talk like this..." Meng Zihao's expression became a little unnatural, and he swallowed his saliva and said.
Feng Xiaohui chuckled, grabbed Meng Zihao's arm tightly, and whispered: "Brother Zihao, you have a birthmark on your left buttock, right?"
"Ah?" Meng Zihao's eyes immediately widened when he suddenly heard this sentence, and he couldn't help but asked loudly, "How do you know? Who are you?"
His voice successfully attracted Diao Yide's attention. Seeing that there were still people who had not left the banquet, Diao Yide's face sank and he said loudly: "How old are you from the Film and Television Academy? Why are you so ignorant? Hurry up and go away!"
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"Get out of here!" Meng Zihao replied without hesitation, "Don't disturb me!"
He stared at Feng Xiaohui closely and asked nervously: "Who are you? Are you... are you..."
"You really don't know who I am?" Feng Xiaohui blinked mischievously, "I straightened my teeth and cured the allergies on my face. Doesn't someone recognize me? Not long ago we were vowing each other online.
Did you forget it?"
"Uh..." Meng Zihao was shocked and stood there blankly.
The two of them were talking to themselves, which made Diao Yide's expression even worse. Not to mention other places, no one among the actors in the Beijing entertainment circle dared to deny him face like this!
"Uncle Diao..." Although Ji Yanran secretly hated Diao Yide for driving away his classmates, she still smiled and said, "They are my friends, and they are not from the entertainment industry. Is that why you came here today?"
"What do you think?" Diao Yide said with a stern face, "Niece Yanran, in this three-acre land in the capital, there is no one who can let me pay a visit to the thatched cottage like I did to you and your daughter. I have already given you enough face.
Alright?"
Ji Yanran smiled apologetically, "Uncle Diao, I'm really sorry. Regarding that matter, my father and I have the same intention. We are not qualified enough to undertake such a large-scale film."
Diao Yide snorted coldly, "Niece Yanran, don't toast me and you will be fined with wine! Today is the last chance I give you and your daughter!"
"Uncle Diao, I listen to my father, so... you don't need to persuade me anymore."
"Very good... very good..." Seeing that Ji Yanran was not getting in, and there were a few people nearby who were getting in the way, Diao Yide felt secretly resentful. He waved fiercely and left with his men.
Watching them leave, Ji Yanran sighed and walked up to Xia Yu, "Mr. Xia, Mengyan, Xiaorou, I'm really sorry for neglecting you."
Xia Yu smiled slightly, "From now on, you will entertain us exclusively. This is not a slight."
"Yeah..." Liu Mengyan smiled, "Everyone else has left, and we can just chat. Who is that person just now? Do you need our help?"
"Thank you for your kindness..." Ji Yanran smiled, "It's all in the entertainment industry... there shouldn't be any problems."
Seeing that Ji Yanran was unwilling to talk, Liu Mengyan stopped asking. She smiled slightly and said, "If you need help, you must stay indoors. Next, let us celebrate your birthday!"