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Chapter 185 Five years ago, you didn't die!

"Hello, what happened over there?"

At the entrance of Baihualou parking lot, there were several security guards who were about to go to the red carpet to maintain order.

One of the security guards was halfway there when he was suddenly pulled down.

Baihualou is also ranked among the five-star hotels in Xiangzhou. The security personnel here are all retired soldiers. They all have lean muscles and are good at fighting.

But what surprised the security guard was that he was easily stopped by pressing his shoulders.

The one who stopped me was still a master?

The security guard blinked and turned his head to look, then was stunned.

The person who stopped him was a girl with short hair. She looked very heroic, but there was a ferocious look between her eyebrows, and there were wrinkles between her eyebrows that often appear when frowning.

So it seems that she is very fierce.

But at the same time, she is also a very beautiful beauty.

The security guard works in Baihua Building and has seen a lot of beauties, but when he saw this woman, he couldn't help but froze and looked at her for a few more times before asking: "Where are you talking about?"

"right."

The woman nodded.

The security guard then explained: "It seems that someone forged the invitation and wanted to sneak into the party."

"oh?"

The woman frowned slightly and looked at Yang Bei in the distance. She hummed in her heart and at the same time, a murderous intention suddenly burst out.

The security guard also seemed to feel the danger: "Girl, can you let go?"

"Excuse me."

The woman let go of the security guard and walked to the outside of the crowd.

Her eyes were always locked on Yang Bei. The closer she got, the clearer she could see him.

After confirming Yang Bei's appearance, she sneered: "It is indeed you. Five years ago, you didn't die! Chen Tongguan, Chen Tongguan, you finally waited for this day."

She was none other than Miss Chen Er, Chen Tongguan.

Her arrival did not attract much attention.

At this time, everyone was in a state of excitement, shouting for the three of them to get out.

Lu Xiaoqian was completely dumbfounded. She held the invitation in her hand and defended herself repeatedly. In a panic, she raised her hand to grab the etiquette lady next to the red carpet: "This, this invitation was made by your organizer, how could you not know?

You guys will testify for me!"

In her anxiety, her tone was not much better.

I was standing still with good etiquette, but I was suddenly pulled down, and I was quite panicked.

He hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Sister, how can we testify for you? We know that a total of eighty-nine invitations were sent out today, but none of them are like yours."

Her words were like giving Lu Xiaoqian a death sentence.

The latter was stunned for a moment.

Cui Yuen was even more proud and anxious: "Did you hear that? They don't print this kind of thing."

"What are you still pretending to be? If you admit it, admit it. Get out of the way quickly and don't delay things, okay?"

"What a bummer. You don't even know where this place is, and you still want to sneak in? Humph."

Lu Xiaoqian was about to cry.

She bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes: "Mr. Shen, you must believe me. I didn't lie to you. How could I make a fake invitation?"

In the eyes of others, she is tough-talking.

But in her own eyes, it was just a final struggle.

It's hard to say whether it's useful or not. Who made more than 80 invitations, just theirs different?

At this time, further away, at the door at the end of the red carpet, many people also noticed this scene.

Everyone is wearing suits and leather shoes, very respectable.

After all, tonight is for rich people like them, and cosmetics are not for people without money.

Many people think that making cosmetics is all about advertising and sales on WeChat business.

But in fact, these are the sales end of the last layer of the industrial chain. Those who really engage in cosmetics research and development and branding are all wealthy people.

At this time, these rich people looked at the chaos below with different expressions.

Some people looked at Lu Xiaoqian with disdain on their faces.

I feel that Lu Xiaoqian’s operation has completely ruined the boss’s face.

Some people think this must be a misunderstanding.

However, most people just watched indifferently, waiting to see the joke.

After all, Shen's Pharmaceutical took their piece of the cake. In their eyes, Shen Hongyan was a thorn in their flesh.

But there are also rational ones.

For example, Mr. Du Bailing, the largest cosmetics dealer in Xiangzhou, was watching this scene sideways, wondering in his heart: I wonder how the rising star Shen Hongyan would handle this matter.

According to rumors, the boss of Huaibei Fund has a close relationship with Shen Hongyan.

I believe that Shen Hongyan must be outstanding.

But what is her excellence?

It's not particularly beautiful, right?

Du Bailing wanted to see what happened. If Shen Hongyan was really special, she might be a strong rival in the future.

But now, Shen Hongyan's behavior made her very disappointed.

Just when I thought of this, another female boss came over. This person also made cosmetics, but she was always outclassed by Du Bailing's company in Xiangzhou.

Her name was Huang Caixia, and she was an old acquaintance with Du Bailing. She came over and asked with a smile: "Mr. Du, are you watching the fun?"

"Isn't it the same with Mr. Huang?"

Du Bailing looked like he was too lazy to pay attention to her, and said calmly: "This kind of party is very boring. Anyway, your and my company must have quotas. Come tonight, just to go through the process."

"Wouldn't it be nice to have extra good things to watch? I really like Shen Hongyan's spirit of fighting for her scalp and climbing up."

After Du Bailing finished speaking, he shrugged.

Huang Caixia chuckled: "So, Mr. Du thinks the invitation is fake?"

"Otherwise? You don't know what your and my invitations look like?"

Du Bailing raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Huang, you didn't come in secretly without an invitation, right?"

"Don't put a high hat on my head."

Huang Caixia curled her lips: "I don't think Shen Hongyan is the kind of person you mentioned. She was on trending searches and arrested human traffickers some time ago. Later, I specially investigated her factory. Let me remind you, it's very good."

Huang Caixia looked at Shen Hongyan in the distance, with a look of admiration on her eyebrows: "She is really making products, unlike you and me, who invest all the money that should be invested in research and development into hiring big-name celebrities and advertising. "

"snort."

Du Bailing snorted inwardly, obviously unhappy with Huang Caixia's remarks.

Invest in R&D?

How many years will it take for it to produce results? And even if it produces results and is put into actual cosmetics, it may not be able to compete with those major international manufacturers.

So instead of investing in research and development, it’s better to invest in publicity.

Please star!

If women like those celebrities, they invite them to endorse and advertise, and young men and women will naturally compete to buy them.

Just like Kim Jong-ki and Choi Woo-eun, why did the cosmetics dealers at the scene take their side after just saying a few words?

Because these cosmetics manufacturers are eager to cooperate with Kim Jong-ki and Choi Woo-eun to expand their sales.

So at this time, Kim Jong-ki and others seemed to respond to everything.

After listening to Huang Caixia's words, Du Bailing sneered disdainfully: "It doesn't matter what kind of person she is. It's what other people think she is that matters. Do you understand?"

"If I were her, I would throw all the problems to that subordinate named Xiaoqian."

After saying that, Du Bailing turned around and entered the restaurant.


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