Of course, there was no way she could take a taxi on an occasion like today.
Besides, it would be weird to wear a dress and take a taxi. She would be stared at by the driver. It would be embarrassing just to think about it.
So, she decisively asked her cousin Shu Changchang to act as a driver and take her to the venue.
Song Xi took off his coat, followed the crowd, and slowly walked into the venue.
It was a lively night, with champagne and toasts flying everywhere. It was a pity that Song Xi was wandering alone in the venue, looking very lonely.
She did see a few familiar masters, but they obviously often participated in these activities and were very familiar with each other, so they gathered together to exchange and discuss. Song Xi did not dare to approach them.
She was just a newly promoted god in Sen Sen Bu Xi, and those people were her seniors, so she didn't dare to go up and say hello rashly.
What if the other person doesn't want to pay attention to her at all? How embarrassed she would be.
The lively environment around him formed a sharp contrast with Song Xi who was standing there stupidly.
As expected, she was not suitable for staying in this kind of environment. She felt more comfortable hiding in front of the computer screen and typing.
Forget it, since she is here and there are so many delicious foods, she might as well relax and eat more delicious food, which will make the trip worthwhile.
As she thought about it, she quietly moved away from the crowd, took a small plate, and began to take various delicious foods from the buffet table.
In a short while, the plate was full.
Looking at his trophies, Song Xi smiled with satisfaction.
Little did he know that his actions were clearly seen by someone not far away.
In other words, the other party has been observing her.
Song Xi found a quiet corner, picked up a piece of exquisite pastry, and was about to put it into his mouth when a female voice sounded behind him.
"You must be the meatball god who is very popular recently."
Song Xi had her mouth open when the pastry was brought to her mouth. She didn't know whether to bite it or put it down. She felt inexplicably awkward.
She moved her mouth, put down the pastry, turned around and looked at the person who called her. It turned out to be a woman wearing a white off-shoulder dress and looked very quiet.
"It's me, who are you?"
The man smiled and said, "Hello, I am the editor of Sen Sen Bu Xi."
This is the annual meeting held by MS company. Sensenbusi is a sub-website of MS. It is normal for editors to appear here.
But she didn't expect that someone would recognize her.
After all, everyone here is a big shot, who would pay attention to her who has just become a big shot
In front of the big guy, she is still a newbie.
Someone who can accurately identify her in a place where many big shots gather, uh...
"Are you the new editor-in-charge of our group?"
"No, I'm Feng Yue."
"Feng Yue?" Song Xi tilted her head. She knew Feng Yue. She was especially nice to her writers. She even wanted to switch to her team before.
"I never thought you were so pretty, Meatball. By the way, the TV series adapted from your novel is going to be aired soon, right?"
Song Xi pursed her lips uncomfortably.
This was her first time meeting an editor face to face, and even though he wasn't her editor-in-charge, it still felt weird.
“It should be aired in the middle of next year.”
Although it was strange, she still replied honestly.
"I've read your article, it's very nice." Feng Yue smiled, "You are beautiful and talented, no wonder he likes you so much."
"He?" Song Xi sensitively caught the important word in her words.
"Who is it?" Is it the former editor-in-chief Huahua
Feng Yue shook her head and turned to look at the stage in the distance.
At this time, the bright golden lights dimmed, and the host came on stage and began to read the official and boring opening remarks.
After an opening speech, there was warm applause from the audience.
Seeing that Feng Yue was no longer paying attention to her, Song Xi decisively started eating.