The whole banquet was followed by filming, and there must be more than one camera, which naturally required a lot of manpower. Moreover, this kind of filming was different from the usual candid filming of artists, and required a certain level of professionalism.

If it was before, a newcomer like An Jin who had only been in the industry for a few months would definitely not be able to occupy the spot.

But now, she is a great hero, and no one has any opinion on making such a request.

Wu Jincai quickly approached Song Keyu's team and negotiated cooperation.

In addition to Virtue Studio, there is another media to follow along.

Although that media is also ranked among its peers, it is far less than the top few.

Maybe this company is also favored by Song Yinghou because of some news that it reported inadvertently?

Thinking of this, Wu Jincai was inexplicably relieved.

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Song Yinghou's birthday banquet was in the evening, and the whole manor hotel was booked.

Wu Jincai and a group of younger brothers arrived a few hours early. Seeing the large manor and the elegant and atmospheric layout, he couldn't help but take a breath.

No matter how many times they saw each other, they were only seen on TV and photos, and it was the first time they had come to the scene.

"Wait a minute, no matter which guest you see, even if the King of Heaven is here, don't be ashamed like a hillbilly entering the city for the first time, do you know?" Wu Jincai reminded with a serious expression.

Everyone nodded and took their places.

An hour before the banquet, guests arrived at the scene one after another, and then there were more and more people.

Singer, actor, producer, director, investor...

Many are prominent figures in their respective circles.

Of course, there are also a lot of newcomers who have risen lately, most of whom are the younger generation Song Keyu is willing to support, but it is not ruled out that a few have gone through the back door to get the invitation letter.

"...Xiao An, look, this little fresh meat must have come in through the back door. I heard that this person has a good family background. His father's cousin's eldest nephew and Song Keyu's sister-in-law are distant relatives."

Just as Tian Zhicheng was speaking, he suddenly hissed, "This senior is here too! Song Keyu's face is really big!"

Nan Yuan followed his line of sight and saw an old man with gray hair.

Said to be a very famous creator of that era.

When one after another big person appeared one after another, the banquet almost started. The male guests present were all dressed in suits and leather shoes, while the female guests wore beautiful dresses, each as beautiful as a blooming flower.

It's a pity that Nan Yuan can't remember a face at a glance.

Fifty-year-old Song Keyu wore a long red fishtail dress with delicate makeup, and walked among the guests with a glass of champagne, handling every guest with ease.

The scene was staggered, chatting and laughing, and it was very lively.

Nan Yuan suddenly yawned.

"You can actually doze off after seeing so many great people up close?" Tian Zhicheng laughed angrily.

After looking at the time, Tian Zhicheng said, "It's still early before the banquet is over. If you're really bored, you can stroll around the manor, but remember to stay away from the main stadium here."

"I want to look around, but can Brother Tian be busy alone?"

"Go, go, play by yourself, I still think you are in the way." Tian Zhicheng scolded with a smile.

"By the way, remember to wear your work card, don't be misunderstood where you are a wild paparazzi."

When talking about the words "wild paparazzi", Tian Zhicheng subconsciously held out his chest.

Today, they are the media staff who are seriously cooperating with Song Daying, not the wild paparazzi squatting at the gate!

When Tian Zhicheng spoke, Nan Yuan was looking in Song Keyu's direction.

At a certain moment, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly, and she didn't know what she saw, but it seemed that she was suddenly interested.

"I'll wait," she said.

Just now, Song Yinghou's assistant suddenly approached and whispered something beside her, and then the smile on Song Keyu's face suddenly became brighter.

After dealing with the guests who were talking in a few words, Song Keyu turned around and went to the guest room.

Ten minutes later, the disappearing banquet host returned to the banquet host.

Fifteen minutes later, a waiter who delivered drinks accidentally spilled the drink on Nan Yuan.

After that, Nan Yuan followed the waiter to the guest room in cooperation throughout the whole process. After all, the other party had thought of the reason carefully. A certain guest room on the second floor had a lot of clean clothes for guests.

"That's the one at the end of the corridor, ma'am, just go in directly, that room is unlocked." The waiter hurriedly left after saying this.

Nan Yuan looked towards the end of the corridor.

There were lively chats and laughter outside, in contrast, the corridor was a little too quiet.

With my feet on the corridor carpet, I couldn't even hear footsteps.

Nan Yuan walked to the last room at the end of the corridor and reached out to push the door, but before her hand touched the doorknob, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

In the darkness, a hand stretched out, grabbed her hand accurately, and dragged her in.

The door slammed shut, and Nan Yuan was brutally pressed against the door.

In the dimly lit room, a shadow shrouded, and the aura of aggression and domineering surrounded the woman in front of him.

The hot breath sprayed on her face, accompanied by a low and **** voice with thin anger, "An Jin, I caught you."