Countless reporters came with long spears and short cannons just for the birthday party of a grandson of a boss of Xingchen Group.

"Wow! It's Qiao Kexin! And Even! Even Wen Ziheng, who never attends private banquets, is here!"

"More than that! There are also Li Xiaohang, Guo Jia, and Feng Qingke! They are all international top celebrities!"

"It's just a birthday party for a second-rate artist, and there's such an exaggerated show!" One of the new reporters said in confusion.

An old reporter immediately gave him a popular science: "Are you kidding? Shaoheng is the prince of the Star Group! Those in the Age of the Gods, the Golden Lantern Awards were so popular that they could only carry shoes to Shaoheng. Even international movie emperors of Han Xianyu can only be the young followers of the prince!"

Another old reporter carrying a camera said, "In the entertainment industry, it's not just about having acting skills. You can do well with a few actors and actresses. It depends on who has a strong background!

What are the comparisons between Han Xianyu and Shaoheng? Ye Mufan is still locked in prison. No matter how capable Ye Bai is, he can't cover up. What's more, he's running away now and he's gone..."

The new reporter agreed with him: "It's not bad, the most important thing in the entertainment industry is to see who is strong in the background! Otherwise, no matter how powerful it is, he can only carry shoes for others!"

The comments of those reporters were not deliberately lowered. Gong Xu walked on the red carpet and was so angry that he was about to rush to the reporter who was talking, "Damn! Who are you talking about carrying his shoes--"

In front of everyone, there are reporters here, and if there is a quarrel, they will be the only one who will be embarrassed in the end.

Luo Chen hurriedly grabbed Gong Xu's wrist and spoke in his ear: "Thirteen girlfriends."

This sentence was like a spell, and it immediately made Gong Xu look like a deflated ball, "Damn!"

Fei Yang, who was following behind, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that he finally had a way to make Gong Xu.

Gong Xu was like a monkey wearing a tight hoop.

...

"Oh! Our birthday boy is here tonight!"

Accompanied by a scream, a young man in his twenties walked in from the red carpet at the door in a tailored Givenchy suit under the stars.

Suddenly, everyone's attention fell on tonight's birthday star, and they rushed to show their gratitude.

"Happy birthday, Mr. Shao!"

"Brother Shao, happy birthday, you are so handsome tonight!"

Ling Shaozhe rushed forward attentively: "Brother Shao! Happy birthday! Sister Yiyi's mother is sick and unable to come in person. Let me come on behalf of her to congratulate her!"

While Fei Yang wanted to watch Gong Xu prevent him from causing trouble, he congratulated him on social occasions: "Happy birthday, Shaoheng!"

Shaoheng greeted the guests with a smile. After seeing Fei Yang and Han Xianyu, Luo Chen, Jiang Yanran and Gong Xu behind him, he just glanced casually, with a cold face, and said casually, "Are the show ready? Everyone who comes tonight is full of prominent people, don't mess it up!"

Shaoheng's tone was as if they were his servants and subordinates, and could be sent to him at will.

Even Han Xianyu, who has always had a good temper, had his eyes darkened a little.

The scene was full of people from the circle. Luo Chen and Jiang Yanran's faces were also ugly when they were humiliated in public.

Fei Yang has been in the circle for many years and can bend and stretch, but he can still maintain a smile when he hears this, but Gong Xu...

Fei Yang knew it was going to be bad as soon as he saw Gong Xu's expression.

At this moment, his phone suddenly rang, and a message popped up in the WeChat group.

[Ye Bai: Your birthday party in Shaoheng?]
Chapter completed!