Three days later, Ruan Anlan and Mu Xianru came to Dengyun Hotel together.
Tonight, the fan boss who is said to be Ruan Anlan's biggest fan is hosting a banquet.
The reason for coming here is to discuss cooperation. Mu Ziyan will also come by then and is already on the way.
Secondly, it was to meet Ruan Anlan and meet his idol in person.
Of course, this statement was given by Mu Ziyan, and its authenticity needs to be verified.
Ruan Anlan followed Mu Xianru in confusion all the way to the high-end banquet hall on the top floor of the hotel. She didn't realize it until she sat down on the European-style soft chair pulled out by the waiter.
Hey, is Mu Ziyan's friend the CEO of some company?
How come it took so long and she didn't get a chance to get a chance to see the other party's corporate culture so that she wouldn't have to talk to each other later in the interview. Wouldn't that be embarrassing?
Ruan Anlan grabbed her hair in annoyance, but Mu Xianru's quick eyes and hands pinched her wrist.
Giving her a warning look, Mu Xianru said angrily: "Can you be more polite about the shape you just made?"
Ruan Anlan curled her lips aggrievedly, "Sister Xianru," her voice was very low, "I don't even know what company this friend of Mr. Mu's is from. What will I say to others when I meet him?"
Mu Xianru nodded understandingly and put his hands to his lips, looking cautious.
Coming closer, Ruan Anlan could clearly hear what the other party said word for word: "It's Mr. Gu from Donglin Group. You should have heard of it. Mr. Gu is also the major shareholder of our company."
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When Mu Ziyan entered the room, he almost instinctively noticed the strange factors floating in the air.
He was caught off guard and crashed into Ruan An's bright blue eyes, as if high-voltage electricity had been applied to him, and in an instant, he was struck with lightning and thunder, and stars shot out from his forehead.
What's wrong with this?
Mu Ziyan sat down suspiciously, leaned closer and asked Mu Xianru: "What's wrong with Dame Ruan?"
A trace of displeasure flashed across Mu Xianru's cold face, he stepped back slightly and replied in a cold tone: "I don't know."
"Hey -" Mu Ziyan took two steps closer, "What's wrong with you, Mu Mu?"
As he was talking, the door was suddenly opened.
The magnificent and heavy European-style door was opened by two waiters in black.
The door was open, and the warm yellow light from the top of the head shone down, falling on the slender and straight legs of the man who walked in.
Lying on top of it, a man was wearing a complete set of black suits, neatly tailored, but he did not look rigid and boring. On the contrary, he looked luxurious and refined because of the man's strong and well-shaped body.
He has a deeply chiselled face, black eyebrows, deep eyes, a straight bridge of nose, and two thin, crimson lips. This face is unforgettable, handsome and full of the charm of a mature man.
That is a man who can give people a strong sense of oppression with just one glance.
Only by being in a high position all year round and being surrounded by others can you develop such a physique and momentum.
It's Gu Tingyuan.
Mu Ziyan raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, and turned his penetrating eyes between Ruan Anlan and Gu Tingyuan.
He immediately stood up without saying anything and led Gu Tingyuan to the seat next to Ruan Anlan.
"Come on, Lao Gu, sit here."
"Didn't you always say that you are a fan of our Xiao Ruan?"
"No, I'll help you make the connection, but you have to show some sincerity in cooperation and don't hurt your idol's face."
Gu Tingyuan gave Mu Ziyan a warning look.
Mu Xianru greeted Gu Tingyuan, "Hello, Mr. Gu."
Gu Tingyuan knew that this person was Ruan Anlan's agent and he was very responsible and conscientious. Ruan Anlan often talked about it when he went home on weekdays.