Chapter 849
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Star Art wasn't far from the set, but He Chen never picked up her call.
Linda told her that He Chen was entertaining an important person, mister Smith and his daughter at the Western Cold Restaurant.
"Got it!" Luo Qingchen said with a nod, "Then I'll wait for him here!"
Linda gave a soft laugh and gave her the information on mister Smith, "Miss Luo can look over this person's information before deciding if you want to wait or go find director He."
Luo Qingchen knit her brows. Seeing Linda's expression, she felt that there was a problem!
After looking over the information, she thought: Linda really was He Chen's assistant.
An assistant who understood her boss like this, it was no wonder she worked for He Chen who wanted everything to be perfect.
According to the information, mister Smith was an overseas Chinese and his daughter was eighteen this year.
On one hand, he wanted to cooperate with a large film and television company, and on the other hand, he wanted his daughter to officially debut in the country.
Of course, the last reason was that his daughter had seen He Chen in a foreign magazine and had always wanted to see him.
Mister Smith loved his daughter very much, so naturally he wouldn't reject this' reasonable 'request!
The Western Cold Restaurant was downstairs, it was a very unique and elegant restaurant. The Luo Group's businesses were able to continue operating because of He Chen's help through the financial crisis.
Luo Qingchen put on a pair of sunglasses and put on nude makeup. She changed her Noice coat into a casual light coloured sweater and a coffee coloured pleated skirt.
When she came in, she was stopped by the waiter at the door, "Miss, do you have an appointment?"
His tone was very friendly, but his expression was very disdainful.
Whether it was working or eating here, it was the symbol of a rich person. The person in front of him looked to be around seventeen or eighteen.
He naturally thought that she didn't have the ability to spend here.
"Un." Luo Qingchen said with a nod, "Mister He Chen's table."
She was too lazy to talk to him, so she took out the card that He Chen gave her, "Just pay for me."
The waiter was stunned as his expression changed three hundred and sixty degrees. He quickly bent over and said, "Alright, miss, please wait a minute."
Ten seconds later, the waiter trotted to her side and handed her the receipt. "The total is 12590 yuan."
"Mm." She glanced at the information on the ticket — VIP Room 3.
"Miss, this way please. I'll take you there." The waiter was still trying to flatter him, afraid that he would be complained about because of his attitude at the beginning.
"No need." Luo Qingchen waved her hand and said, "But I have to remind you that you can't judge a book by its cover, but it's another thing to know how to read a person's body language."
The waiter seemed to have only understood the meaning of her first sentence, but did not understand the meaning of her second sentence. He looked at her in a daze.
Luo Qingchen shrugged and pointed to the person outside the door who was taking photos with a mobile phone.
After all, "Ten Years" had become popular before the broadcast. Even if she dressed in such a low-key manner, she would still be recognized by the audience.
As soon as she finished speaking, she shrugged and ignored the confused waiter and walked towards the VIP room on the second floor.
Whispers could be heard coming from behind her. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, looking very imposing.
"Are you kidding, you don't know who she is?"
"I ….. I don't pay attention to gossip as a man!"
"Director He's rumoured new wife. The Xi Leng Group is a subsidiary of the Luo Group, you ….. You're taking money from her!"
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