Being stared at by her cold eyes, the reporter suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable fear in his heart. The reporter swallowed his saliva and could not utter a word under Meng Yao's gaze.
After Guan Liang signaled with his eyes, bodyguards and assistants began to separate the reporters.
At this time, the venue organizer had already sent a vehicle. Guan Liang patted Meng Yao on the shoulder and said, "The vehicle is here, get in."
Meng Yao got into the car escorted by a group of bodyguards.
"I thought I had made all the necessary preparations and had sent more bodyguards, but I didn't expect something like this to happen..." Guan Liang's voice was a little low, but when he raised his head, there was a hint of relief in his eyes: "Fortunately, you're okay..."
"This is a blessing in disguise... No, as long as you are okay, this is lucky, Meng Yao." He sighed with lingering fear.
"By the way, how did you subdue him?"
Meng Yao paused, pretending to be spoiled and said, "I have never suffered such injustice since I was a child. I was so angry that I just wanted to beat him up. Otherwise, I couldn't get rid of the anger in my heart!"
She turned her head and thought about what the original owner might say.
"That black hat has such a vicious heart. He actually wants to disfigure me. I must make him spend a few years in jail!"
"Are you so angry that you lose your mind?" Guan Liang stared at him and thought, "Don't be so impulsive again. Let the bodyguards handle dangerous things next time."
"Meng Yao, you have to promise that this is the last time."
Meng Yao nodded as he said.
"Brother Liang, remember to do something bigger this time. I have a lot of haters, so just treat it as a lesson for them."
"Yes, there are fewer radical black fans, but there are some..." Guan Liang frowned, "Perhaps killing a chicken to scare the monkeys is the best way. If this matter is easily put aside, I'm afraid there will be many radical black fans who will continue to attack you."
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Taking Meng Yao's mood into consideration, Guan Liang specially stopped all work arrangements in the afternoon and sent Meng Yao home.
"Are you feeling better now? Or are you still scared?"
Meng Yao had stopped chewing candy. She pretended to be weak: "I don't know what's going on. The more I think about it, the more scared I feel... If his sulfuric acid really splashed on me and I didn't dodge..."
Pretending to be weak appropriately would have unexpected benefits, just like now, Guan Liang allowed her to rest at home instead of rushing to Province D to attend to the announcement.
Guan Liang frowned and consoled him, "It's all over... How about we go to the hospital first? I have an old friend who works at the City Center Hospital. We..."
"That's not necessary... I just feel a little scared. It's just a minor problem, why do I need to see a doctor? It's too much trouble for the doctor."
Guan Liang disagreed, "Do you know how many big problems are caused by small problems that are not taken seriously? Your body is your capital, how can you not take it seriously? If you have any psychological problems..."
He didn't finish his words, his brows furrowed.
Meng Yao’s most disliked place is the hospital. She feels like she’s suffocating when she smells the smell of disinfectant.
"It's really just a minor problem. I have a bad memory and I won't remember anything after a good night's sleep. I have been afraid of hospitals since I was a child. If I really go there, I think I will get sick out of fear."
"Will it scare you into illness?"
Meng Yao nodded hurriedly.
"Then you should rest for two days and see how things go. If you still don't get better by then, we'll go to the hospital."
"Brother Liang, I'll get off the bus and go home first."
Guan Liang glanced to the side and saw a very familiar looking luxury car. He couldn't remember where he had seen it before, but it just felt very familiar.
"strangeness… "
Suddenly he saw a luxury car stop in front of him, and the next second an elegant and cold man got out of the car.
"Meng Yao, I didn't expect your family to be so rich..."
Although he already had a full understanding of this area, Guan Liang couldn't help but sigh again the moment he saw Rong Yan.
Living in the same villa complex as Rong Yin, it seems that Meng Yao's family is also very powerful!
Who is Rong Wei? To put it in a more distant sense, he is the person in charge of Huanzhen Entertainment, and to put it in a more recent sense, he is his boss, although he has not met him very often. This is because Rong Wei has always been a low-key person and rarely goes to Huanzhen Entertainment.
Guan Liang unbuckled his seat belt and said, "Meng Yao, I'll go down first."
He got out of the car without waiting for Meng Yao's answer. Coincidentally, Rong Yan was heading in the same direction.
The two of them faced each other, and just as Guan Liang was about to greet him humbly, he heard the other person speak in a low voice: "Guan Liang?"
Guan Liang suppressed his inner surprise. He didn't expect that Rong Yan would know his name.
Although he is quite famous in the entertainment industry, he is still not as famous as Rong Wei. People of Rong Wei's level probably won't pay attention to things in the entertainment industry.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Rong would remember me. It's really an honor. I remember we met at a meeting before."
Rong Yan's gaze stayed on his face for a second, then drifted to the position behind him. He calmly withdrew his gaze, with no emotion on his face:
"Nice to meet you."
He said as he held out his hand.
Guan Liang blinked, then quickly reached out and shook it.
"Hello, nice to meet you."
"Mr. Rong also lives in this villa area?"
The other party nodded: "Do you live here too?"
Guan Liang explained: "I don't live here, I just came to see an artist off."
Rong Wei's eyes remained normal, not seeming surprised: "Thank you for your hard work."
Thanks for your hard work
Guan Liang repeated this sentence in his heart, not understanding where he was tired, or why Rong Yan said to him in such a tone that he was tired
"It's not hard. I always keep the company's rules in mind and always want to realize my own value in the company. There is no end to struggle. These are what I should do."
Guan Liang had been paying attention to Rong Yan's expression. After all, people in their line of work were good at reading people's faces. Suddenly, he noticed a hint of smile on Rong Yan's face.
Then he saw Rong Wei's eyes turned and stopped at a certain place with concentration.
"Meng Yao."
Meng Yao?!
Guan Liang listened again and was very sure that the voice was Rong Yan's.
Guan Liang was a little surprised. He never knew that his artist was so famous. She was so popular that even the company's boss had heard of her name.
"Meng Yao, come here, let me introduce you, this is Mr. Rong."
Meng Yao had already seen Rong Wei, but she felt that the previous incident was quite embarrassing, so she planned to sneak back home while Guan Liang was chatting, but she was still noticed...
Meng Yao had no choice but to walk over with her back straightened, and laughed dryly: "What a coincidence."
The title should be: Meng Yao, let me introduce you, this is Rong Zong (waste stall)
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