Ronan was a little confused outside the restaurant.
Suddenly, a beautiful girl ran into his arms with a pale face.
Immediately afterwards, a guy wearing sunglasses and a mask and fully armed caught up behind him. He didn't care about the group of them and just stretched out his hand to pull him away.
Then, the dandy He Donglou who was entertaining tonight kicked the man in sunglasses and mask against the glass door. The sunglasses were tilted, revealing most of his handsome, twisted, somewhat impressive face.
After finally comparing the two, Ronan matched the good-looking faces and identities of the two men and women.
"Uh, Clara?"
They are all in the same company as my elder sister. Clara in my arms is a member of the BHD group. Although she is a member of the 18th-line band, she is very good-looking. Another member of the group, Bai Yu, had contacted him twice during this period and made an appointment to have dinner together. For Ronan, the friendship was considered good.
As for the man in sunglasses and mask, I was also impressed:
Lan Lin, the so-called high-quality idol...but he hasn't been arrested yet? This is one of the actress Ji Qiong's sex partners. It is said that she is a high-risk group for aberration infection. What is the branch doing?
"Oh, what a fellow-minded person!"
Perhaps it was Ronan's illusion, but the accent in He Donglou's expression was a bit strange. But this also proves that this person finally recognized who the person was, and the smile on his face changed a little. He walked up with his hands behind his back, and before Lan Lin could get up, he stepped on him with his foot: "I didn't expect that you kid also has a little bit. Shit luck."
He Donglou kicked people before to show his attitude in front of Ronan, but now it is inevitably mixed with personal grudges. He twisted his neck and felt out of sorts: He originally wanted to have a romantic relationship with the female artist named Ji Qiong, but he never thought that she was a carrier of the abnormal variant of the virus. More than a week later, he was killed by the military. Fang's medical institution tried many times from top to bottom, but finally got through.
Now it seems that this kid Lan Lin has also escaped, which is very unpleasant...
He Donglou felt that it was natural for his family to trample on others, but he was a bit exaggerated. How could Lan Lin be an idol followed by thousands of boys and girls, how could he bear such a shame and humiliation!
As an idol, Lan Lin is also in good physical condition. At that moment, he forcibly arched his back and knocked Ho Tung Tower off his feet. He struggled while holding on to the glass door, shouting:
"Security, security!"
At this time, Lan Lin's personal assistants, followers, bodyguards, etc. discovered the problem and rushed over shouting. There was definitely no shortage of bodyguards around Ronan and He Donglou. As for the security guards in the restaurant, it was impossible to ignore this kind of problem. According to the situation, additional personnel were deployed to control the situation. A group of people crowded at the entrance of the restaurant... It was too low.
Ronan felt very bad about this situation. If it weren't for tonight's banquet, which involved an important matter, he would have simply wanted to turn around and leave.
Sighing again, Ronan looked down at the unconscious beautiful girl in his arms: "Hey, Clara, are you okay?"
The second greeting finally brought Clara back to her senses from her unconscious state. She quickly recognized Ronan and roughly understood the current scene. She struggled subconsciously and came out of Ronan's arms:
"Thank you, Mr. Luo."
Clara's name is far more important than the day they first met. She is in a very bad mental state now, but she also has the reserve of a woman and wants to save face. The more this happened, the less words she could say, and the less willing she was to stay here for a long time. She did not look back at Lan Lin's condition, and bowed to Ronan again:
"I'm sorry for disturbing you. I'll apologize to you later."
After saying that, Clara didn’t even raise her head and wanted to leave quickly.
Just as she passed by Ronan, the other person grabbed her upper arm and pulled her there.
"Wait a minute, don't leave yet."
This action was almost the same as that of Lan Lin. Clara's heart tightened and she looked back in astonishment.
The entrance to the restaurant was crowded, and He Donglou was naturally not in danger. He had already retreated. He was originally thinking about how to deal with Lan Lin, the pretty boy, but seeing Ronan's behavior, he couldn't help but join in the fun. Hey at the moment laugh:
"Looking at the trouble you are facing, you want to leave just as soon as you say thank you. How can it be so easy?"
If this guy doesn't tease the pretty girl, he probably won't be able to sleep. It wasn't even just a matter of teasing, at least Ronan remembered that during the rehearsal last time, He Donglou was quite interested in Clara.
Therefore, Ronan gave him a cold look.
He Donglou immediately smiled back, looking quite good-tempered. However, at this time, both Clara who was nearby and Lan Lin who was across the crowd had already recognized this prince brother who was very famous in the circle.
With Ronan's keen senses, he had noticed Clara's instantly stiffened limbs and highly tense mental state, which even made her more frightened and panicked than when Lan Lin caught up with her.
Obviously, the little girl was thinking wrongly.
As for Lan Lin, when he saw He Donglou's face clearly, his chest, which was about to explode from the violent anger, was like a popped balloon, deflating into a soft piece of skin in a short period of time. The soles of my feet were softer, and I shrank down next to the glass door. I just wanted to be like a dog, using the crowd in front of me to hide in the cracks in the ground with its tail between its legs.
Oh, thinking of the dog, Lan Lin subconsciously glanced into the restaurant, but did not see the hostess who drove him here. This drained away the little strength he had, and his brain felt more like it had been scrubbed, with large swaths of it. blank.
"Ouch, did I say something wrong again?"
He Donglou really likes this kind of "BOSS" acting that becomes the focus of everyone and the source of fear... No, there is no need to act at all. If he doesn't hold the rope, this guy will be a demon king. It's not a pity to be stabbed to death by a brave man. .
Ronan didn't want to stab him to death for the moment, but he wanted to give him a kick. It was obviously a serious matter, but he forced this playboy to run into a side road.
In fact, Ronan's idea was very simple. He had carefully looked at Lan Lin before and made sure that he was not infected by the abnormal virus. But the homework done some time ago also shows that there are infected people and carriers. A natural spreader like Lan Lin, who is both a public figure and unable to control his crotch, is really a source of trouble and danger.
Although Ronan no longer cares about the aberration infection, Clara can be considered a friend who has been with him. If you expand it layer by layer, there are also relatives and friends like BHD Group, Haijing and even Moya. Judging from the relationship between Clara and Lan Lin, they should be relatively close. If there is an infection or something, the problem will be serious. For the sake of caution, a check-up must be done and she cannot be let go.
Just as she was having a headache trying to convince the frightened Clara to accept the examination, someone came up with a smile and took Clara's other arm: "Barbie, don't listen to their nonsense..."
Being called a nickname, the confused Clara turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw a woman wearing sunglasses and dressed in a low-key and elegant manner. This face was more familiar, even though it lacked the usual strong aura.
"Sister Weiwei!"
The visitor turned out to be Xi Wei, the company's top female artist and a strong contender for the future number one sister. Clara then thought that Xi Wei was He Donglou’s lover, so it was not surprising that they appeared here together.
Seeing the beautiful and familiar face in front of her, even though she was not usually close to him, Clara was still touched by some emotions, and her eyes immediately turned red.
At this moment, Xi Wei was not as cold as usual, but she showed the demeanor of the first lady in the company: "Barbie, you should be happy that you kicked a scumbag in advance. Okay, if you cry again, I will inevitably question it. Your level of image management.”
"I'm sorry." The stricter relationship between seniors and juniors in the company, as well as the clearer hierarchical relationship, made Clara subconsciously tighten her heartstrings.
In fact, her heart is still full of confusion and fear. Xi Wei's appearance has not reduced the concentration, it has even increased it. After all, this was not a group occasion in the company, and in order to date Lan Lin, she even went out without telling her agent Haijing - if it really develops like a romantic story, it would be great, but in this scene, She is truly alone.
At this time, all kinds of facts and rumors in the industry, like evil wind blowing from all directions, seeped into every gap in her thinking. At this moment, let alone Xi Wei, even if the company's director and director were here, it would be difficult for Clara to think in an optimistic direction.
Xi Wei's unprecedented gentle tone still lingered in her ears, but what penetrated into her heart was a cold feeling: "This is the suburbs, you are so distraught, no one will be worried if you go home by yourself, why not..."
Sylvie originally wanted to take Clara to the banquet, but judging from Ronan's reaction, she probably had a good impression of this little girl. However, when she said this, she felt that she couldn't overstep her authority, so she couldn't help but get stuck, and then someone picked up her words:
"Why don't we open a room to rest and take care of it first, and then we can go back together when Mr. Luo comes out after discussing the matter."
While they were talking, someone pushed open the outer door of the restaurant, and the warm air came out wrapped in fragrant breeze, which also dispersed the crowds of people outside.
Ronan saw that the person speaking was a middle-aged woman with a unique temperament. She had short hair similar to that of a boy and wore a low-cut female-oriented suit. She was relatively unrecognizable. But the person who walked side by side with this person was extremely familiar.
"Brother Zhugan."
Zhugan smiled and waved hello: "I'm free to have a big dinner today."
"Master He is treating me to a treat, brother, what are you doing..."
"I'm also here to meet a friend." Zhugan did not have a deep conversation with him. He nodded and gave the dominance of the conversation back to Sun Jiayi.
The former ignored the other people present, walked straight to Ronan, bowed lightly, and presented his business card with both hands: "Sun Jiayi, one of the local supervisors, just failed to control the situation well and disturbed Teacher Luo. I apologize."
Since he is called "Teacher Luo", he must be from the other world and a friend of Zhugan. Ronan will not treat him lightly. He took the business card with both hands and felt that Sun Jiayi's suggestion spoke to his heart, so he said casually:
"Sister Sun's suggestion is the best. Clara, why don't you rest here for a while, and then we can go together."
Ronan had to do a check-up on Clara, and also contact He Yueyin or His Majesty Emperor Wu to ask about the follow-up results of the abnormal invasion. He had previously told Qin Yikun who was following him through Liu Er to make arrangements, but at this time he felt a little regretful and did not bring Mao Yan over, otherwise he would have saved a lot of money.
In a practical sense, Ronan has made the decision, and Clara's own will has little weight.
Ronan was worried that she was thinking too much, so he simply opened the communication book: "How about I ask someone to come over and accompany you? Are Bai Yu and the others close to each other? Maoyan..."
"No, I can do it alone." Clara's voice was a little urgent, reflecting a strong sense of rejection. But soon she pursed her lips again, lowered her eyes, and the slightly curly hair on her forehead also fell down. She really looked like an exquisite Barbie doll, at the mercy of others.
There seems to be a bit of a misunderstanding.
Ronan could feel that while Clara's "spiritual cage" was sluggish and twisted, there was still a little bit of space and steadfastness. This willpower is beyond the norm.
Sylvie continued to show off her elder sister's demeanor, leaning closer to Clara, and chuckled: "I can chat with Barbie, no kidding, I always think this is a good thing."
Clara said no more, so she had no objection; Ronan said "Yes", and He Donglou would not refuse, and just said: "You can come over soon after you are settled."
At this point, the matter here is settled.
He Donglou and Ronan walked inside, and the crowd in front of the restaurant naturally dispersed. As for the person huddled next to the glass door...
Who cares?
Ronan turned around, aiming at the bamboo pole: "Brother, do you want to come with us?"
"No, let's not disturb anyone." Zhugan waved his hands with a smile. Sun Jiayi glared at him covertly, but Zhugan ignored him.
Ronan saw all these small details and laughed twice, feeling that they were a bit interesting.
He envied the bamboo pole's free and easy-going energy, not to mention the considerable wisdom contained within it - whether it was the depth and breadth of knowledge when teaching him, or the thorough and insightful papers written by the sect, including this time Being the first to break through obstacles and enter Class B among nearly 1,500 attendees can prove that this person is extraordinary.
The group of people still went inside. A young man like He Donglou liked to step on salted fish the most. Just when he felt refreshed and his mind was sharp, he came over and said, "Since we are friends, let's have a drink together." , In fact, it’s okay to let that Clara accompany you, we brothers drink just to be relaxed and comfortable..."
Ronan glanced at him sideways, never feeling that there was any "brother and friend" relationship with this guy. While they were talking, they walked a few more steps. At a table on the edge of the aisle, four diners suddenly stood up and greeted from a distance:
"Teacher Luo."
He Donglou's words were interrupted and he was stunned. Ronan blinked and replied: "Uh, hello."
Ronan thought, maybe it was the people who participated in the training course on the 14th. As for which one it was, there were 1,500 people. How could he remember so many?
This kind of thing could be done with just a greeting. Ronan didn't care and passed by the people at the table.
However, only half a second later, another figure appeared diagonally in front of him. It was originally alone, but the momentum made the people at the same table unable to resist, and they subconsciously followed suit.
"Teacher Luo." The face is still unfamiliar. He is forty or fifty years old, but he has the same respectful look as the people at the table in front of him. Against the backdrop of the confused expressions of the others at the table, it became even more obvious.
Ronan could only respond: "You're welcome, you can eat."
With the effort of another sentence, at least a quarter of the hundreds of guests scattered in the hall in front, no, not just in front, including other directions in the restaurant, stood up.
