"That Qi Xiao over there who seems to have debuted in the draft, he's very handsome himself!" Chu Qi's eyes were like radar, and she quickly searched for the most noteworthy person in the audience.

Mu Chengcheng glanced indifferently: "I don't watch the draft."

Chu Qi stretched out her arms and gestured: "Korean trainees have made their debut and are top-notch in singing and dancing."

"I don't know how to act." Mu Chengcheng rolled his eyes, but he didn't know when Bai Zhifan was already standing behind him, hurriedly echoing: "Yes, he doesn't know how to act."

Chu Qi and Mu Chengcheng turned around in response and saw that the person coming was Bai Zhifan. They didn't know whether he really looked like a figure from a mural today, delicate and tricky, or whether he was distinguished by his white suit jacket and looked aloof.

The two ladies were stunned for half a second in unison, and then Mu Chengcheng reacted first and said with a smile: "Our big star is here."

Bai Zhifan stood calmly in front of Mu Chengcheng, blocking her view: "The director knows that today is the Hongmen Banquet hosted by you, so he deliberately left work an hour early."

Mu Chengcheng softly said, "What is the Hongmen Banquet?"

Bai Zhifan imitated Mu Chengcheng's eyes and glanced indifferently at the corner, where a row of reporters were wearing work ID cards uniformly, with a breathtaking joke on his lips: "The scene we just finished working on is a feature film, and now we are working overtime."

Mu Chengcheng swallowed what he was about to say because Lan Chaojin walked over without any delay.

There were guests behind him who kept trying to stop him, but he stared straight at Bai Zhifan with his eagle eyes and strode over to greet them.

Mu Chengcheng moved a little worriedly and quietly stood in front of Bai Zhifan.

It's just that all this silence and calmness are just sugar in the eyes of the people around you.

Chu Qi has been affected by these little actions and has become a nymphomaniac.

The reporters nearby also naturally captured these pictures that were not detailed.

Chu Qi silently walked to the reporter closest to her with a glass of champagne, and said in a low voice: "Little handsome boy, when the three of them are together later, please remember to take pictures of my sister on the right side of her face as much as possible.

The right side of her face is prettier."

The reporter broke into laughter.

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"Mr. Lan, are you not busy anymore?" Mu Chengcheng stretched out a hand to resist Lan Chaojin's approaching figure, and his fingertips lightly touched his suit jacket. Bai Zhifan's eyes almost popped out.

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He stretched out his hand to pull Mu Chengcheng's arm back, took a step forward, and almost looked at each other with Lan Chaojin.

Lan Chaojin looked at Bai Zhifan with a sneer: "What? Can the actor be carried on the stage?"

Mu Chengcheng was sullen and whispered: "Lan Chaojin, don't go too far!"

Lan Chaojin ignored it, just narrowed his eyes and approached Bai Zhifan, lowering his voice and said: "Don't think that I don't know what you are planning. If you don't urinate and look in the mirror, how can you compare with me?"

Bai Zhifan seemed more calm than him at this moment. He still had a well-trained attitude and opened his mouth calmly: "Mr. Lan? A branch of the Lan family in Kyoto? A chaebol family that covers the sky with one hand?"

Bai Zhifan's eyes were immediately filled with black clouds. Although he was younger than Lan Chaojin, his sudden aura could suppress the domineering Lan Chaojin.

He spoke softly, and the word "Hao Yu" exploded in front of Lan Chaojin like a bomb.

Lan Chaojin suddenly fell silent, and Bai Zhifan only looked at him intently.

Mu Chengcheng, who was on the side, naturally did not see Bai Zhifan's silent words, but was worried that any conflict between the two would deteriorate today's purpose.

So he hurriedly tried to persuade him: "Lan Chaojin, I just told you, now we are in a situation of both prosperity and loss, you have to cooperate with me, and Bai Zhifan, you too!"

The two men seemed to have thrown the anchor into each other's eyes, neither of them willing to admit defeat first.

After a long time, Bai Zhifan, who felt that the flashing lights next to him were too dazzling, suddenly raised his lips and said, "Mr. Lan, I want to go out for a smoke. Do you want to come with us?"

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Bai Zhifan and Lan Chaojin came to the small garden on the side of the banquet hall.

There are no reporters arranged by Mu Chengcheng here, nor are there any distinguished guests.

Bai Zhifan lit a cigarette and looked at the cigarette butt blankly: "What's the difference between real cigarettes and fake cigarettes?"

Lan Chaojin looked at the cigarette butt in his hand and moved his lips: "I only smoke cigars."

Bai Zhifan looked sideways at him, arrows full of fire aimed straight at Lan Chaojin: "Because you know the taste of fake cigarettes, you don't dare to smoke?"

Lan Chaojin smiled softly: "What does it have to do with you?"

Bai Zhifan straightened up suddenly: "You have deceived so many people, what is your purpose? Hao Yu? Nanxing City No. 7 Middle School, both parents are bank employees. They disappeared when they were in college. Now they have turned into a Ponzi sect." Dear, which one is true? Which one is false?"

Lan Chaojin's calm and cold face almost never showed any emotion except when he lost his composure in front of Mu Chengcheng.

Even now my heart is full of pride.

He looked at Bai Zhifan's chiseled face, and he didn't know how sophisticated and capable this young and harmless-looking actor in front of him really was.

He felt more and more that Bai Zhifan was not that simple.

If you underestimate your enemy, you will lose miserably.

Lan Chaojin carefully thought about every word Bai Zhifan said.

Suddenly, he smiled slightly: "I think you have read too many scripts and can't distinguish between reality and imagination."

Bai Zhifan also laughed with him: "Reality is always more obscure than the story in the script. Let me guess, why did you transform from an ordinary person in a small city to a member of the Lan family..."

Bai Zhifan tapped his chin lightly with the tip of his index finger: "You are cheating."

Lan Chaojin's smile did not disappear, but his eyes were secretly frightened: "You are just a little actor. I can make you fall off the altar with just a few words. Don't forget, even the money from this drama is I voted for you, so what qualifications do you have to talk nonsense to me here?"

Bai Zhifan was neither angry nor annoyed, he just smiled lightly: "If you are Hao Yu, then everyone has the right to yell at you, right?"

"Besides, I am still Bai Zhifan, the real deal, Bai Zhifan."
Chapter completed!