When Lao Cai came out of the toilet after the phone call, his face was a bit wrong. He sat at the dining table, lit a cigarette and took a few puffs. He looked a little hesitant in his eyes. After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind and slammed his cigarette to the table. After pressing the button, he returned a message to Lao Cai with only two words: OK.

After sending it out, he touched his hair with his hand, and after tidying it up, he left the hotel with the general's belly straight and went straight to the garage downstairs. Gao Leng and Wang Ren were already in the car. Seeing him get off, the lights blinked. blink.

Wang Ren stretched out his head: "After waiting so long, I thought you fell into a pit in the toilet. Let's go." After that, he started the car.

"Joke, how could a handsome man like me fall into the pit? You fall into the pit if you want to fall." Lao Cai got into his car and followed closely.

Cloud Bar is the most conspicuous location on Art Street. 99% of the bars in the same water are opened by foreigners, each with its own characteristics and high-end. If you walk on this street, you can almost see the different customs of different countries.

The luxury car parked in front of the Cloud Bar demonstrates its extraordinary strength.

When I got out of the car in the cold, I glanced at the license plate. Most of them are familiar with them.

Lao Cai got out of the car, chuckled his mouth, and pointed to these vehicles and joked, "Just can't take pictures, otherwise, wouldn't our Gao Leng be a wolf entering the sheep pen? Aow~ The wolf is here, let's get up!"

A yard full of cars, mostly stars, big and small stars.

Gao Leng laughed, paparazzi also need to have fun, and female stars are not natural enemies, they use each other. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and a red Ferrari came into view. His pace of walking involuntarily slowed down, as if afraid of misunderstandings, he glanced repeatedly.

Seeing that he was a little strange, Lao Cai followed his gaze and looked at him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "This female star full of yards, you can get rid of fishy thoughts, but this woman is no show. ."

Wang Ren naturally didn't know the license plate. There were quite a lot of people in the circle of Ferrari. He couldn't help but asked curiously: "Who?"

"Murong Yuyan." Lao Cai's eyes were full of yearning, but there was no obscenity. These words from his mouth seemed to be a bit serious.

"Ah, that's no play. People have backgrounds. If you don't play the unspoken rules, it's really cold and cold." Wang Ren shook his head helplessly.

Gao Leng didn't say a word, and laughed, but he was a little nervous.

Murong Yuyan is the goddess he has been yearning for since he was a teenager. She has watched every TV series Gao Leng starring in, but she was still before rebirth, squeezed in the mud at her neighbor's house and looked foolishly on the screen. A beauty with great temperament.

If he is now scornful when he sees the fascination with celebrities by his fans, then he is a fan of the brains.

If you ask a woman like this to be your wife, and treat me as a fairy, I won't change it! Gao Leng, who was still young, thought all day.

Needless to say, Murong Yuyan’s appearance is enough to kill a large number of plastic surgery parties in the entertainment industry. The most outstanding is her temperament, she has a kind of immortality that is not human. She acted in two TV dramas, which came from the ancient tomb. The cold and beautiful little dragon girl can play three points into the woods. When she comes out, she is dressed in white gauze and has a delicate makeup. She kills everyone in a flash. She is known as the fairy sister.

She does not need unspoken rules. Not to mention a good family background, her father is still a domestic first-line chaebol. If it weren't for her love of acting, she wouldn't need to make half a dime.

When Gao Leng was sixteen years old, she was crying in the yard and told her parents that she would continue to go to school, but she had no money to drop out. This fairy sister was already popular all over the country. At that time, she was only sixteen years old.

But such a rich second generation is willing to rely on her own hands to win respect, immerse herself in filming, never hype, and rarely accepts interviews. She has several fixed interview teams, and the people who interviewed her give unanimous comments. That is: a little bit colder, but very dedicated and professional. I have never heard of her being late, leaving early or having any bad dealings with reporters.

It is a goddess, an absolute goddess.

It is even the long-awaited object in Gao Leng's heart, even if he just sees her car, Gao Leng's heart is a little trembling. He stabilized his mind.

The three raised their legs and entered the bar.

As soon as he entered the bar, Gao Leng Wuxin glanced eagerly, and did not see Murong Yuyan. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he seemed to be relieved again.

This kind of anxiety is like a young girl who sees a crush on a woman.

In the memory of the original owner, I have seen a lot of celebrities. In the high-cold business, seeing celebrities is as common as eating, but I have never interviewed Murong Yuyan, not the person in her interview team, unless it is a new film conference, otherwise it is difficult See her.

When the cloud bar enters the door, it is like a high-end coffee shop, and the soft music is not noisy.

"There is no one here. It's this afternoon. I only came here to play in the evening. Let's go to the backyard, drink tea in the backyard, and then go to the bubble hot spring." Lao Cai and Wang Ren entered the storage area and skillfully moved their mobile phones. Take it out to the waiter.

Gao Leng walked over, and the waiter looked at Gao Leng with a raw face.

"This gentleman, please register the information, and ask the guarantor to sign it." The inn’s rules, naturally guarded, Gao Leng honestly finished the registration, Wang Ren stepped forward and signed, the waiter glanced at Xingsheng Magazine The reporter, I understand a little bit. Two elegantly dressed men came up, but they knew they were underworld at a glance. They touched them up and down and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, you are very hot recently. Ah, I just paid attention to you. I didn't expect you to come here to play. Fate, you can follow the rules of this shop and have fun."

The waiter's words should be courteous first, and then give some advice after giving enough face. Sure enough, he is well trained.

Gao sneered and nodded. It seems that Wen Kai's news is known to passers-by, and he is also very popular. He took out his cell phone and asked, "What should I do if someone calls?"

"Don't worry, someone will tell you to pick you up right away, and it won't delay your important affairs."

"Is that Murong Yuyan here today?" A young guy who came from behind, dressed very smartly, asked as soon as he walked in.

"Hello, Ms. Meng, Miss Murong Yuyan is here, drinking tea in the backyard." The waiter said with a grin, a little more respectful than others.

"Hey, isn't this Meng Xiaoyun and President Meng, the future heads of Wanyun Group? Oh, I am much more handsome than on TV. Why, I came to Wang Yuyan?" Old Cai was familiar with it. Meng Xiaoyun stretched out his hand incomparably flattering, but Meng Xiaoyun just smiled faintly. After handing over the phone to the waiter, he walked in without holding his hand and went straight to the backyard.

"Crazy, isn't it just reincarnation?" Seeing him walking away, Lao Cai cursed in a low voice: "Bullshit!"

No wonder this boss Meng is the richest man in the country. This reincarnation technology is first-rate, you are not good.

After the three of them got it right, they went straight to the backyard.

There are actually several courtyard gates in the backyard, each with different styles, which is very different from the style of Yangzhou gardens, and the courtyard for drinking tea is the courtyard of Siju. At this moment, there are a lot of people thinking about living in the courtyard, but they are scattered in twos and threes. The courtyard is full of green plants and it is very elegant. The air is scented with a faint fragrance of tea. It's not true.

But as soon as Gao Leng stepped into the yard, he saw Murong Yuyan directly.

It seems that even though there are thousands of mountains and rivers, you can always see her at a glance.

She wore a white dress, like the little dragon girl who had just emerged from the ancient tomb on the TV, with coldness on her beautiful face, looking at Meng Xiaoyun sitting in front of her faintly.

Gao Leng's heart jumped violently.