Looking at Lin Ruoxi and the other girls playing mahjong with Guo Xuehua, Yang Cheng felt that the scene was a little weird, but it was better than the awkward atmosphere between the girls in the past.
Hsiao Chih-ching, Liu Mingyu, and the other girls didn't need to play mahjong, they just chatted with Mother Wang. Mother Wang spoiled her daughter to the extreme. Although they lived in the same place and saw each other every day, they still had endless things to talk about.
Looking at the group of women in the house, old and young, Yang Cheng also realized that it was time to go to the party at night.
After saying goodbye to Mother Wang and Guo Xuehua, Yang Cheng drove to the Melody KTV in the city center.
Although it was called a KTV, in fact, it was not inferior to some luxurious nightclubs. The four bodyguards in black at the entrance made many ordinary passers-by flinch.
When Yang Cheng parked the car and entered the hall, Zhao Teng was already waiting there.
"Director Yang, we're just waiting for you. The crew and people from our department are all here," Zhao Teng looked radiant. He was very enthusiastic about such a relaxing party.
"Is there a need to be so excited?" Yang Cheng smiled.
Zhao Teng said happily, "Director Yang, you don't know, a bottle of Remy Martin is at least five times more expensive in a place like this. If it wasn't for the company, working class people like us wouldn't dare to come here to spend money."
Yang Cheng didn't know much about the market. He followed Zhao Teng through the long corridor. Many guests in the corridor were well-dressed, their every movement revealed the aura of the upper class or nouveau riche.
On each door, there were various ancient style private room names engraved in jade. The carpet was soft Middle Eastern wool, there was no noise when one stepped on it.
The lights were slightly dim, but the brightness was just enough for some people to do some small things.
The waitresses walking back and forth boldly wore bunny girls, high-slit cheongsams and other styles of clothing. Some were mature, some were pretty, and there were even foreign girls. They had different styles.
He walked to a private room called "Sunset Solitary Duck", pushed the door open, and entered. Inside was a huge space.
Under the bright lights, the red sofas on the walls were bright and eye-catching. There were already at least twenty people drinking and chatting there.
A middle-aged man was holding a microphone, excitedly singing a fast-paced song that Yang Cheng found familiar but did not know the name of. The deafening sound effects were quite exciting.
Everyone stood up when they saw Yang Chen enter the room, including Director Yu Shuo whom they hadn't seen for a while, and of course Hui Lin.
In order to keep a low profile, Hui Lin wore a simple black windbreaker. Her silky hair was tied up, and she did not put on any makeup. She looked fresh and lovely.
Yang Cheng went up and shook hands with everyone. In fact, Yang Cheng was not familiar with the employees in the company. It did not matter if he could not call out their names. Yang Cheng was very good at pretending to be familiar with them.
He chatted politely with Director Yu Shuo for a while and toasted with the crew.
When he sat beside Hui Lin, Yang Cheng looked at her from head to toe for a while and asked with concern, "It must have been hard on you. Did you suffer any grievances?"
Hui Lin nodded gently. "Everyone treated me well, but it's hard to make a movie. I think I'll just focus on singing in the future."
"Haha, that depends on the box office. If the box office is bad, I won't let you make a movie even if you want to. If the box office is good, you can do more for your sister and make more movies," Yang Cheng teased.
Hui Lin snorted. "Sister won't ask me to make money for her. She makes money from all her businesses. If I don't want to make movies, she will definitely agree."
"Look at your proud face." Yang Cheng smiled. "After this work, it's time to take a break. You've been busy for almost a year."
Hui Lin shook her head. "I can't take a break yet. It's almost the New Year. The production team of the Spring Festival Gala has contacted me many times. They want me to sing and perform a show. My team is good, so I want to give it a try."
"You're still going to participate in the Spring Festival Gala?" Yang Cheng had read many reports about the Spring Festival Gala. He frowned and said, "That's a thankless job. I heard that good shows will be changed beyond recognition by the censor team. You don't lack popularity, so why bother?"
"There's nothing to change about my singing," Hui Lin said. "I also want to perform on a bigger stage to make my fans happy. Also, I want to prove it to my grandmother."
Looking at Hui Lin's confident face, Yang Cheng gradually realized that the girl had become an independent superstar. She had started to have her own goals and pursuits, and was full of her own opinions.
It was getting harder and harder for Hui Lin to conceal her dazzling brilliance.
When another guy finished shouting a song, everyone applauded and asked Huilin to sing a song for him.
Huilin didn't put on airs. She asked everyone to choose a fast-paced song and sang it with her ethereal and graceful voice, which had a different kind of charm.
Director Yu Shuo, who was intoxicated, clapped his hands and said, "I heard that a real singer, no matter what song they sing, will be able to leave their mark on the song. Miss Hui Lin's singing skills and the use of emotions make her a real singer. "
Just as the production team and the production team were cheering and toasting each other, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open.
A square-faced, short-haired, strong-looking man wearing a white tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt and a golden chain barged in. Behind him were a few hooligans. A waiter was trying to persuade them but was pushed to the side by these people.
The strong-looking man with the golden chain scanned the private room. When he saw Hui Lin, he was overjoyed. "It's the superstar, Hui Lin. Haha, I didn't come for nothing today!"
The waiter who was wiping his hair quickly said, "Master Lei, Miss Hui Lin is a VIP. Please don't disturb them."
The strong-looking man with the surname Lei glanced at him unhappily. "VIP? She's just a singer. She's a star if I say she's a star. If I say she's a chick, then she's a chick! "
Zhao Teng stood up and said angrily, "Waiter! Who are these people?! How can you just let people in?! "
Zhao Teng was the one who arranged today's event and venue. Zhao Teng naturally felt embarrassed when these people suddenly showed up to cause trouble.
"This …" The waiter said awkwardly, "Sir, please calm down. Master Lei's men accidentally saw Miss Hui Lin just now, so Master Lei came looking for me."
"My name is Lei Heng. It's fine if you don't know me. My dad likes to listen to Miss Hui Lin sing. Since we bumped into each other today, why don't you come with me to our private room? "Lei Heng waved his hand.
Hui Lin frowned. As a public figure, it was not convenient for her to deal with this kind of trouble on her own. She could not help but look at Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng touched his hair gloomily. Just as he was about to get up, two young executives from the company walked up to him.
"Hey, who do you think you are?! Do you know who's sitting here?! We'll call the police! "
"Get out!"
Lei Heng looked at the two Yu Lei executives in suits and smiled disdainfully. He raised his chin slightly and two of his men ran up behind him. They pushed the two executives to the ground!
The two Yu Lei employees were not trained. They rolled on the ground and were even kicked twice by the two men!
"Pretty boy, you want to call the police? Say another word and I'll castrate you!! "Lei Heng sneered.
The waiters and the people in the private room turned pale. Lei Heng's tone did not sound like a threat.
In the end, Yang Chen still got up and walked forward to pull the two employees up. He touched the places where they were kicked to confirm that they weren't injured, then asked them to sit back down.
Turning to look at Lei Heng, Yang Cheng sighed. "Today is a day of celebration. It's not suitable to be stained with blood. I don't care who you are. I'll just treat it as a mad dog that ran out. Get lost."
Lei Heng laughed maniacally. "I think it's weird. I, Lei Heng, only asked an actor to sing in my private room. Why are there always people making excuses? Looks like you want to be castrated first … "
"Bang!"
Before Lei Heng could laugh again, Yang Cheng had already made his move.
He pushed Lei Heng's chest cleanly. Even though he did not use any force, the force was enough to send Lei Heng flying out the door!
Lei Heng's burly body hit the wall outside the corridor. The back of his head hit the wall and he immediately fainted!
Everyone was dumbfounded. They did not see how Yang Cheng made his move!
Yang Cheng frowned impatiently. "I told you to get lost and you're still talking nonsense. Is there something wrong with you?"
The waiter next to him gasped and yelled in pain, "Sir, you're in trouble! How could you hit Master Lei! "
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