Countless reporters came with guns and cannons, just for the birthday party of the grandson of one of the oldest directors of Star Group.
“Wow! It’s Qiao Kexin! Even Wen Ziheng, who never attends private parties, is here!”
“Not only that! There’s Li Xiaohang, Guo Jia, Feng Qingke! They’re all top international stars!”
“It’s just a second-rate artist’s birthday party, but there’s such an exaggerated show!” One of the new reporters spoke up in disbelief.
A veteran reporter immediately gave him a lecture, “Are you kidding? Shaoheng is the Crown Prince of the Star Group! Even an international film star like Han Xian Yu can only be the prince’s junior.”
Another old reporter carrying a camera spoke up, “In the entertainment industry, it’s not just a matter of having acting skills and winning a few film awards that makes you a good actor!
How can Han Xian Yu and the others compare with Shao Heng? Ye Mufan is still in jail, that Ye Bai is no longer capable of covering up, not to mention that he is now running away from even the shadow ……”
The new reporter smiled and agreed: “Good, good, the most important thing in the entertainment industry is to see who has a strong backstage! Otherwise, even if you’re powerful, you can only lift the shoes of others!”
The reporters’ comments were not deliberately suppressed, and Gong Xu, who was walking on the red carpet, was so angry that he immediately rushed to the reporter who spoke, “sh*t! Who the hell did you say was carrying his shoes-”
With all eyes on him and all the reporters around, they would have been the only ones to lose face in the end.
Luo Chen hurriedly pulled Gong Xu’s wrist and spoke in his ear, “Thirteen girlfriends.”
The words were like a mantra, immediately making Gong Xu like a deflated ball, “Holy sh*t!”
Fei Yang, who was following behind, could not help but sigh with relief when he saw that there was finally a way to get Gong Xu.
At this moment, Gong Xu was like a monkey who had been put under a tight band spell.
……
“Oops! Our birthday boy for tonight is here!”
With a shout of surprise, a young man in his mid-twenties dressed in a tailored Givenchy high-fashion suit walked in from the red carpet at the entrance amidst a star-studded crowd.
At once, everyone’s attention fell on the birthday boy and he scrambled over to pay his respects.
“Happy birthday, Mr. Shao!”
“Happy birthday, Brother Shao, you’re so handsome tonight!”
Ling Shaozhe attentively squeezed up to him, “Brother Shao! Happy birthday! Sister Yi Yi’s mother was too ill to come in person, so she asked me to come over on her behalf to congratulate you!”
Fei Yang had to keep an eye on Gong Xu to keep him out of trouble while he responded with a congratulatory greeting, “Happy birthday, Shaoheng!”
Shao Heng smiled as he greeted the guests, and after seeing Fei Yang and Han Xian Yu, Luo Chen, Jiang Yanran and Gong Xu behind him, he only gave them a careless glance, and with a cold face, he casually dropped a sentence, “Is the program ready? Don’t mess it up for me!”
The tone of Shao Heng’s voice was as if they were his servants and henchmen who could be ordered around at will.
Even Han Xian Yu’s eyes, who had always been very good-tempered, darkened a little.
The scene was full of people from the circle, and Luo Chen and Jiang Yanran’s faces were also very ugly when they were humiliated in public like this.
Fei Yang has been in the business for many years and is able to bend and stretch, so he could still maintain a smile at his words, but Gong Xu ……
When Fei Yang saw Gong Xu’s expression, he knew it was going to be bad.
Just at this time, his phone suddenly rang, it was a message that popped up in the WeChat group.
[Ye Bai: You guys are at Shao Heng’s birthday party?]
