MTL - Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry-Chapter 984 uninvited guest

Let Quentin stay in the balcony garden for a while, Qin Jue got up and went back to the hall.

After Frandy broke in, he didn't go straight to find anyone. He passed the tense waiter, took a glass of wine from his tray, and then stood there, scanning the men and women present with a scrutiny, full of oppression.

People who live in the upper class of Continent A will not fail to know Frendi Feng, but in the country of Onelia, some well-informed celebrities can think of the "Mafia Queen" just by looking at those eyes. Mrs. Feng, who was named after her, was even more depressed, and even normal conversations turned into cautious whispers.

Qin Jue walked to the corner of the buffet table to make sure he was exposed to Frandy's field of vision.

She didn't know what this guy wanted to do here, but Frandy didn't hide his uninvited atmosphere at all, and anyone who saw it could see that this person was coming for trouble. In order to prevent He Xu, Lu Qianshan and others who were still present from being affected, Qin Jue felt that it was necessary to create an opportunity to chat with Frandy.

As expected, Frandy (under the peeping glances around him in surprise) walked over to this side, Qin Jue was twirling the small fork with the cake in his hand, and naturally turned around with the porcelain plate in his hand: "Yo, you too At this."

"How does it taste?" Frandy said casually.

"Not bad." Qin Jue replied casually.

It's so abnormal that Frandy is so normal.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his unnaturally wrinkled suit, and Qin Jue's eyes flickered.

"What happened?" she lowered her voice.

Frandy laughed, and the smile turned out to be very hearty. Just looking at it, he felt that his mental state was in jeopardy.

He smiled and told a mindless story, Qin Jue listened with a polite smile on his face, his heart sank slightly.

The mouse surnamed L challenged the cat of the D family, beat him to the core, and detonated the "slacker bomb" on the edge of the forest... She sighed.

"Slacker Bomb" is one of Frandy's ubiquitous magic bars, and the main style is rock. To listen to the meaning of Frandy's words, it has become the victim of the spread.

"Poor little animals." Qin Jue picked up the juice and clinked glasses with Frandy, his voice still soft, "A few?"

The corners of Frandy's mouth, which had been raised horribly, returned to a icy straight line.

"Cindy, Jerry, and Scott." He gave a dry laugh. "My ideals are always **** fulfilled for me."

Qin Jue squinted. When she was reborn last year, she played music with these people in country A. "Sympathetic," she whispered.

Again: "Which is the target?"

Frandy let out a smile, his eyes gleaming coldly. He raised his glass, and the L-shaped emblem on the wall surrounded by intricate patterns was reflected in the surging liquor.

Qin Jue was dumbfounded.

Surnames that begin with an L...Messenger.

Baili, who succeeded the captain, gave Qin Jue a brief introduction to the power of the EU Federation. The Messenger family is a local snake in the country of Onelia, and it is also the largest gang in the country. Although it is not as famous as the deceased Mrs. Feng, but Yu Wei is still alive, it is also a pivotal existence in all walks of life.

The reason why I say this is because the hotel where the dinner is held today is the property of the Rasoul family.

Frandy really came to find fault.

It is not so much to find fault, but to seek revenge.

Qin Jue felt a headache. She didn't stop Frandy's position and qualifications, but she had reasons to stop him from doing it on the spot.

"I stayed here for nearly an hour, and I didn't see the master appear." Qin Jue said casually.

"I know." Frandy looked calm, "I'm here to find you."

"?" Qin Jue cast a suspicious look.

Frandy took a stack of cards from her trousers pocket and slapped it on her free hand. Qin Jue bowed his head, and a line of "Vintage" came into view. The pictures were clothing, luxury goods, and occasionally some musical instruments, which seemed to be one of the commercial resources that Frandy had.

She deftly moved the sheets with musical instruments to the bottom: "What do you mean, endorsement?"

Frandy nodded, with a kind of numb trust in his eyes, like a drowning man turning his head to say goodbye to a friend on the shore.

Qin Jue clearly felt the determination of the guy in front of her. She could almost see a 21-gram weight slowly peeling off from Frandy. That was the soul of his music.

"You're not very rational." Qin Jue said.

"I was a lunatic," said Frandy.

"You don't expect to kill a few celebrities here with that bulging improved thing around your waist and then force the owner to come and talk to you in a discredited situation and get shot in the head by you?" Qin Jue's words were almost breathless.

"Don't care what the madman thinks." Freddie even spread his hands and smiled.

Qin Jue did not argue with him about the matter of "injustice and debt," nor did he intend to persuade him not to hurt the innocent. She looked at Frandy like a policeman looking at a student who was about to jump off a building—people with high blood and blood needed to jump out of the current emotional trap and consider more options, even if they might not listen to persuasion at this time.

"What are you going to use in exchange for me?" Qin Jueyang finally showed the very textured brand concept card in Yang's hand, "I never thought about being stuffed into such a mess by my friends before I went out today."

"..." Frandy's eyes were gloomy, and Qin Jue knew that he was actually depressed.

"Give me the contact information." Qin Jue put away the card, "I can contact you within today."

Frandy frowned. "Okay," he muttered, citing a string of numbers.

There was some commotion at the door of the banquet hall, and someone said goodbye.

Originally, the buffet dinner time was usually about an hour, and there was an uninvited and dangerous guest like Frandy in the hall. From the moment he talked to Qin Jue, there were cautious guests who saw that the situation was bad. There are many excuses for leaving early, such as the bathroom, which is only becoming more obvious now because the number of people leaving is gradually increasing.

However, there were also people who stayed nearby, eager to try, and although they politely maintained a social distance so that they could not hear Qin Jue's conversation with Frandy, their demeanor had already exposed the fact that he or she wanted to talk to him.

Qin Jue didn't expect to see someone come to die in vain, she raised her voice a little: "I need to discuss with my agent before giving you an answer."

Frandy shrugged noncommittally.

"So,"

Before Qin Jue could finish speaking, an unusually loud and harsh alarm sounded throughout the audience, making the banquet guests restless.

"Fire alarm?" Qin Jue raised his eyes sharply, and noticed that there was a flash of surprise in Frandy's eyes. He immediately knew that this was not what he did, and immediately changed his mind and said, "Unexpected situation, maybe it's catching you. Encirclement, retreat first!"

It's true that Frandy is here to try his best, but he shouldn't be stupid enough to kill himself here.

Sure enough, Xu was thinking that besides Messenger, there was a "D family" waiting for his revenge. Frandy did not stubbornly stay, but walked quickly to the door with the evacuated crowd.

Qin Jue was also in the crowd, and an old hand grabbed his arm while walking: "What's going on?!"

It was He Xu, his expression was nervous, and he rarely speeded up his speech.

Qin Jue knew that the old man was worried about being spoken to by Frandy, and the fire alarm was still going on, so she slightly increased the volume and said in English, "That gentleman thinks that I have a good image, so he came to me to talk about endorsement! It's a bit fierce, but he has a good temper..."

When she said the second half of the sentence, she deliberately switched back to Chinese to create the illusion that "I was so used to speaking English just now that I couldn't switch back to my mother tongue".

These words successfully cleared the relationship with Frandy. Combined with the brand concept card that Qin Jue held in his hand, the guests who still had gossip at this time heard this and doubted him.

It doesn't matter if Qin Jue himself is involved with the second-generation ancestor of the mafia, but after all, there are He Xu and Lu Qianshan on this occasion, so this is the most appropriate way to deal with it.

This acting has fooled others, but not He Xu, who is close at hand, so Qin Jue quickly got close to his old man and added in a low voice:

"It's all right, he's an acquaintance, and A Zheng also knows him."

He Xu's tense nerves were relieved, and he gave Qin Jue an angry look, both blame and concern.

They walked out following the flow of people. The security guards at the venue were still evacuating the crowd in an orderly manner. As they were walking, someone suddenly bumped into them. Qin Jue quickly recognized the person and reached out to catch them.

Quentin hugged her back. "Are you all right?" he said in her ear.

Qin Jue was stunned for a moment, met those sea blue eyes, and instantly realized that Quentin was responsible for the fire alarm.

...what a clever little ghost!

Qin Jue was overjoyed: "It's safe, everything is fine."

The high-pitched fire alarm had stopped at this time, and she shook Quentin's hand and added softly: "It's a big favor, friend, I declare that you are my Metis."

Seeing Qin Jue and the goddess of wisdom in the myth of the heart cue, Quentin smiled, then winked at her, and naturally stepped back a few steps to join the departing crowd.

Not long after, someone found out why the alarm sounded. It was said that the smoke detector in the smoking room was accidentally triggered. Generally speaking, it was an oolong and not a big problem. Then, someone else came forward to express that they accidentally frightened the distinguished guests, and the organizer is very sorry for this.

Everyone who was already walking in the evacuation passage breathed a sigh of relief, but such an episode happened, and it would be too embarrassing to pack it back, so one group of people said goodbye with a proper smile, and another group of people apologized and invited by the waiter. Walking into the outfield banquet hall, which was ignorant of accidents and was still lively, it didn't take long for it to melt into a harmonious social atmosphere again.

Anyway, he has brought Qin Jue and Lu Qianshan and other juniors to know a lot of people. He Xu, because of the cautious and thoughtful temperament of the people of the Long Kingdom, did not want to stay for a long time, and greeted everyone back to the hotel.

Qin Jue was still thinking about Frandy who was like a ticking time bomb. He got close to the old man and let him know. He successfully left the army on the grounds of "taking a ride back with his own makeup team", turned around and returned to the hall to meet Bai Bai. inside connector.

"Protect them on the road." Qin Jue said, "I still have something to do, so I won't be with you."

Baili nodded neatly: "Qin team, do you need staff?"

"...No, UU read www.uukanshu.com, but if I send you a signal, just call me after five minutes." Each "Dark Guard" has a signal device with simple and straightforward functions. Qin Jue can be notified by pressing the button. This is also the old habit of comrades-in-arms in the last days.

"clear."

After Baili responded, Qin Jue quickly regained his sense of presence and left in a low-key manner.

She turned out two streets by herself, and then she took out her phone and dialed the number that Frandy had given her.

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