At eight o'clock in the evening, many luxury cars were parked in front of the restaurant.
Every now and then a car stops, and most of the people who get off are celebrities.
There were many reporters blocking the door, but they were all blocked from entering.
"The ostentation is really big." Su Jing also parked her car at the door. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but be a little speechless. But after thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel relieved. Murong Xian'er has become more and more famous in recent years. She is also very beautiful, treats people generously, and is naturally very popular. Of course, many celebrity friends came to support her birthday dinner.
"Brother Jing, Brother Jing." As soon as Su Jing got off the car, she heard a shout in the distance. Su Jing followed the sound and couldn't help but feel happy. I saw Qin Xulan leading a woman in a black evening dress walking this way. The woman is tall and looks beautiful when dressed up, but the makeup is very heavy. It can be seen that after taking off the makeup, she will definitely look different.
"Brother Jing, why didn't my sister-in-law come?" Qin Xulan asked.
"There's something wrong with her." Su Jing said.
"That's such a pity. Brother Jing, let me introduce to you. This is the girlfriend Zhou Lan I told you some time ago. Xiaolan please call her Brother Jing." Qin Xulan's attitude was as enthusiastic as ever.
"Hello, Brother Jing." Zhou Lan smiled slightly and said politely, but the smile seemed more professional and fleeting. It was obvious that he was just giving Qin Xulan some face and did not take Su Jing seriously.
"Hello." Su Jing also nodded lightly.
"Brother Jing, what gift did you bring this time?" Qin Xulan's eyes shone.
"What's in your eyes?" Su Jing was speechless.
"Hehe, you probably don't know that in addition to the master of animal training, the little god of cooking, and the master of Guqin, you also have another title - the gift-giving madman. Every time you give a gift, you will be shocked." Qin Xulan smiled.
"I'm empty-handed this time, and I didn't prepare any good gifts." Su Jing shrugged, what kind of gift-giving madman, who randomly picked up a nickname
"Really?" Qin Xulan was a little suspicious. Although Su Jing was empty-handed, God knows if he would take out any treasures from his pocket. The gift-giving maniac was really no joke. He summarized the gifts Su Jing sent out, It’s really scary, almost every piece is a one-of-a-kind masterpiece. Qin Xulan was a little jealous, "Brother Jing, give me a top-quality gift sometime."
"Whenever you get married, I will be given a gift by you." Su Jing smiled.
"That's what you said." Qin Xulan's eyes suddenly lit up.
"I said, just remember to send me an invitation when the time comes." Su Jing agreed, but she didn't promise any gifts. The two of them talked and laughed and walked towards the hotel door. There were reporters taking pictures outside the cordon on both sides. Qin Xu Lan was very casual, but Zhou Lan put on a bright smile on her face, walked up the stage, and deliberately slowed down her steps, which made Qin Xu Lan and Su Jing have to slow down a little too. Qin Xulan pulled Zhou Lan and smiled apologetically at Su Jing. Su Jing shook her head to show that she didn't care. She still had some gentlemanly demeanor.
"Ah Jing?" A surprised voice rang out from the crowd of reporters.
"Extinction... Yang Wei?" Su Jing followed the sound and saw a girl wearing glasses with an average figure and an ordinary face. She subconsciously called out the nickname given to her, but luckily she stopped it in time. I thought that Yang Wei was working very hard as a reporter. Last time she showed up pretending to be Spider-Man, she was there, but she was here again this time.
When Yang Wei heard the word "extinction", her expression turned serious. She looked up and down at Su Jing's clothes and asked, "Are you a guest?"
"Yes." Su Jing nodded.
"Can you take me in?" Yang Wei's eyes lit up. She was obviously blocked outside like most reporters.
"How can this be done? I have no control over it." Su Jing waved her hands quickly.
"I heard that you and Murong Xian'er have a close relationship. They are students from the same school. If you ask, she will agree, right? If you refuse to help with such a small favor, I will complain to Qingqing later." Yang Wei snorted, deliberately Keep a straight face.
"It's useless to complain to anyone. I'll ask for you. I can't guarantee whether it will work or not." Su Jing stepped forward.
"Hello, Mr. Su." The welcoming lady immediately said enthusiastically when she saw Su Jing. Finally she saw Qin Xulan and Zhou Lan and smiled professionally, "Hello, Mr. Qin, hello, Miss Zhou, welcome. "
Qin Xulan handed over the invitation, but Su Jing didn't have one. The reception girl and the security guard didn't ask Su Jing for one either. Their attitude was as if they were members of their own family. Qin Xulan couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "Sure enough, the treatment is different when teachers come from the same school."
"Hello, beauty, I have a journalist friend who wants to come in. Could you please let me know?" Su Jing said to a receptionist.
"Okay, Mr. Su." The welcoming lady was very polite to Su Jing and went in to announce. After a while, Murong Xian'er actually came down to greet her in person. She was wearing a long dress that looked more like an ancient costume. She looked like a fairy descending and said with a smile, "Ah Jing, I looked forward to the stars and the moon, but I finally got you."
"Haha, look what you said, didn't I agree to come as soon as I heard about your birthday? By the way, my friend..."
"Isn't your friend my friend? Let her come in." Murong Xian'er seemed very generous.
"Will it be troublesome?"
"It's no trouble. Several reporters have already entered. They're all friends."
"Okay, I won't be polite to you anymore." Su Jing waved to Yang Wei who was not far away. Yang Wei looked happy and walked over quickly. She glanced at Su Jing, as if to say, you can do it. . Then he said to Murong Xian'er, "Miss Murong, excuse me."
"No need to disturb, please come inside." Murong Xian'er smiled and led Su Jing, Yang Wei, Qin Xulan, and Zhou Lan in together. Seeing this scene, the other reporters blocking the door suddenly became unhappy:
"Didn't you say that reporters were not allowed in? Why did that reporter from XX News Agency get in?"
"That's right, it's not fair. If there's something fishy inside, we have to go in."
"That's a friend of the distinguished guest, are you?" the security guard replied coldly. Some celebrities are a little afraid of reporters, but these security guards are not afraid. They block them all with cold faces. No matter how much the reporters yell, they don't dare to be tough. Chuang could only secretly curse the injustice.
"That young man is neither a celebrity nor the boss of a big company. How can he be considered a VIP? He has such a big reputation?"
"That's right, Murong Xian'er actually came down to pick her up in person, and even asked him to bring reporters in without saying anything."
"I know him. He is not a person in the entertainment industry, but he is still a celebrity. You may not have heard of Master Beast Tamer and Little Chef God of Qingyun Town, but when it comes to Guqin Master, "Peiyuan Jingqu" appeared last year The creator of "Phoenix" and "House of Flying Daggers", and the creator of "Ode to Joy" played by Murong Xianer in the Spring Festival Gala, you should have heard of it, right?"
"It turns out it's him, no wonder, no wonder, he is indeed a distinguished guest."
Those reporters who had objections were immediately convinced. She was a student of Gu Yue, and she was a disciple of Murong's family. She also helped Mr. Murong resolve a grudge for him at his birthday party, and created free works for Murong Xian'er. When performing a Spring Festival Gala repertoire, if someone is not a VIP, then who is the VIP