There were four or five middle-aged men in the room, and Jiang Qie was sitting next to a man wearing glasses and a turtleneck sweater.
This should be the producer Jiang Qie said.
When Jiang Qie heard Yun Wei's voice, he stood up quickly: "Producer Zhang, my friend came to see me. He is probably too impatient to wait. I won't stay here. You and Mr. Zhao and the others can chat slowly."
The beer-bellied man sitting at the main seat turned his head and glanced at Yun Wei, his eyes swept up and down her body, then he looked away and looked at Jiang Qie with a smile: "Xiao Jiang, why are you leaving in such a hurry? All your friends are here , let her come and have some too?"
Next to him, the producer echoed: "Yes, your friend is so beautiful. Do you have any ideas about joining the group? Sign under Mr. Zhao's name. Mr. Zhao will definitely make her popular."
Yun Wei looked at Jiang Qie, took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Zhong Shuyao, and walked up to Jiang Qie: "Producer Zhang, I have no interest in entering the entertainment industry. Now I just want to have a meal alone with my friend." Excuse me."
Unlike Jiang Qie, she had little contact with Producer Zhang and was not afraid of offending him.
Moreover, the look in Mr. Zhao's eyes just now made her very uncomfortable, and she just wanted to leave here quickly.
Mr. Zhao looked at Yun Wei, raised his hand and touched the back of Yun Wei's hand: "Why are you so anxious? Didn't we just meet? You haven't told me your name yet."
Yun Wei quickly retracted her hand, ignored him, raised her hand to grab Jiang Qie's wrist, turned around and left.
I'm afraid I'll suffer a loss if I stay here all the time.
Mr. Zhao snorted and saw that she was about to leave. He winked at the person next to him and said, "If you are not interested in entering the entertainment industry, why not make friends?"
Yun Wei ignored him and pulled Jiang Qie around him, heading towards the door.
"Why are we, Mr. Zhao, talking to you? Why don't you, a little girl, know what is good and what is evil?"
The man sitting next to Mr. Zhao raised his hand to block her way, with a somewhat dissatisfied tone.
Jiang Qe pulled Yun Wei toward him. Before he could say anything, Yun Wei's voice came first.
She turned her head and glanced at Mr. Zhao, who was sitting in the main seat, and said, "I don't lack friends. Mr. Zhao, do you lack them?"
Mr. Zhao suddenly got angry when he heard her tone. He frowned and said, "It's your blessing that I like you. If you follow me, you may live a life of prosperity and success. Don't you know what's good and what's good!"
Jiang Qie held Yunwei's wrist and said, "Mr. Zhao, I'm only willing to say a few words because of our previous cooperation. I didn't expect that I don't know people well."
"Also, Weiwei doesn't like you at all if you look like this!"
Mr. Zhao stood up and angrily grabbed the wine bottle next to him and threw it on the table.
Glass bottles shattered all over the table, wine splashed, and the whole room was filled with the smell of alcohol.
Yun Wei came in without closing the private room door. People passing by outside the door looked inside and quickly turned away, fearing that they would be covered in fishy smell.
Mr. Zhao raised his finger and pointed at her, and said angrily: "Jiang Qi, you don't want to hang out in this circle, right?"
Yun Wei gently pulled Jiang Qie off and said, "Mr. Zhao, do you really think you can cover the sky with one hand? As the boss of a small entertainment company, it is better to be cautious in what you say and do."
Mr. Zhao's chest heaved with anger, and he raised his hand and pushed her hard.
Yun Wei was unprepared and stumbled. Just as she was about to fall, a strong arm was placed around her waist and caught her steadily.
Yunwei's back ran into a warm embrace.
Due to inertia, Lu Yubei took a step back and placed one hand on the table next to him.
Subconsciously turning her head, she caught Lu Yubei's gaze.
Mr. Zhao looked at the man who suddenly barged in. He looked familiar, but couldn't remember it for a moment. He frowned and asked, "Who are you? Who asked you to come in? Stop meddling, this is my woman!"
Hearing what he said, Lu Yubei raised his eyelids and looked at him, with no emotion on his face: "Your woman?"
The producer Zhang next to him tugged at him quickly and said in a low voice: "Mr. Zhao, this is Mr. Lu, the Mr. Lu of the Lu family."
As if he remembered something, Mr. Zhao's face turned pale, and he quickly changed his expression, smiled, and said with a flattering look on his face: "It's Mr. Lu. My eyesight is not very good. Don't take what I just said to heart."
"If you like her, you can just take her away."
Lu Yubei ignored him and lowered his eyes to look at Yun Wei. His aura was cold and his tone was also cold: "Did he just touch you?"
Yun Wei said nothing and subconsciously touched the back of her hand.
When Lu Yubei saw her movements, his Adam's apple moved slightly. He pulled her behind him and raised his eyes to look at him: "Mr. Zhao, right?"
"Hey, yes, yes."
Mr. Zhao lowered his eyebrows and nodded repeatedly.
Lu Yubei stared at him for two seconds, then kicked him in the abdomen.
Mr. Zhao groaned and lay directly on the ground.
The few people nearby stood with their heads lowered, not daring to say a word let alone trying to pull people over.
Lu Yubei grabbed a shard of glass on the table, stepped on his wrist with his black leather shoes, and slowly knelt down to look at him: "Which hand touched it?"
He obviously had no emotion, but he shuddered when he heard it.
Mr. Zhao's wrist was trembling a little as he stepped on it, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
Lu Yubei chuckled and said in a low voice, "Don't tell me?"
"Then don't ask for both hands."
He raised his hand, and the glass block pressed against Mr. Zhao's palm.
"Lu Yubei!"
Yun Wei's heart skipped a beat and she quickly reached for him.
The hand holding the glass was held by her, and Lu Yubei tilted her head to look at him.
Yun Wei's tone was urgent: "Let go quickly, do you want to cause death?!"
She said, raising her hand to take the glass block in his hand.
Lu Yubei hid for a moment, retracted his hand, and pulled her up.
Yun Wei grabbed his sleeve, turned her head and glanced at Jiang Qi who was standing aside, and said, "Jiang Jiang, let's go out."
After she finished speaking, she pulled Lu Yubei away.
She just wants to leave this place now.
When she reached the door, Yun Wei stopped and turned her head to look at him, with an angry tone in her voice: "Are you crazy? Do you know that intentional injury is illegal? Are you..."
Before she finished speaking, Lu Yubei put an arm around her waist and held her in his arms.
Yunwei's mind went blank.
Lu Yubei's voice came to mind from above his head: "Are you worried about me?"
Hearing his different topic, Yun Wei raised her hand and pushed him away: "Lu Yubei!"
He chuckled: "It seems that I still have a good chance."
Yun Wei was so angry that she didn't want to pay attention to him. She looked away from his face and caught a glimpse of his lowered right hand from the corner of her eye.
Bright red blood flowed down his slender fingers. In some places, the blood had dried, turned dark, and was imprinted on his hands.
Yunwei's eyelashes trembled, she quickly grabbed his hand and asked, "When did you do it?"
The source of the wounds was in the palm of his hand. They were small wounds all over the place.
Lu Yubei followed her gaze and responded: "I accidentally pressed her on the table just now. I got pricked by glass particles and suffered skin injuries."
"Little things."
Yun Wei grabbed his wrist with her backhand and pulled him out: "Go to the hospital."
