Fang Buwei even felt a little regretful, regretting that he shouldn't have come.

What a spy fears most is that people remember this face.

Is it also a fault that I am too outstanding?

Fang Buwei sighed shamelessly.

Finally, no one called him again. Fang Buwei lowered his head, pulled An Zhirong and walked towards Ma Chunfeng.

He didn't know yet that behind a curtain in the middle of the banquet hall, there were several eyes staring at him.

This half of the banquet hall is the venue for the cocktail party, and several actors wearing makeup are looking curiously at this half of the restaurant through the gap.

In addition to Hu Ji and Li Mingxiang, there are also some well-known stars. The reason why they were not allowed to appear in the restaurant is because many people in the restaurant want to take this opportunity to communicate and communicate with each other.

As soon as these celebrity beauties entered the venue, most of the male guests present had no intention of talking about serious matters.

"Which young man from this is this? He is so handsome!" A beautiful actress was a eccentric actress.

"The surname is Fang, is it the Fujian Fang family?" said another.

"It shouldn't be. Look, Director Zeng didn't even say hello to him..."

Here she was discussing in a low voice. Hu Ji and Li Mingxiang were sitting together not far from them, and were also watching Fang Buwei.

Hu Ji is the queen of the movie, and Li Mingxiang is also one of the top ten best actresses, so the two of them naturally knew each other.

"Have you seen it before?" Hu Ji said curiously, "But so many powerful people know him, they should be very famous?"

Li Mingxiang did not answer, and her wonderful eyes were wandering around Fang Buwei's body.

She didn't expect that Fang Buwei's identity was so difficult.

When Zhao Jinshan asked her to toast, she said that Fang Buwei was the colonel's staff officer of the Gendarmerie Command, she was just a little surprised, thinking that Fang Buwei had the rank of a colonel at such a young age, and must have been a nepotism position.

But now it seems that this skirt is not as thick as it is!

"Didn't you say he has no origin? Why do even Minister Song and Minister Kong know him, and Minister Chen even said he is a junior?"

An Liang looked at Fang Buwei who was walking towards this side and asked Ma Chunfeng and Lin Shuanglong in surprise.

The two of them are one after another and are not tied together.

An Zhirong was still confused, but just followed Fang Buwei mechanically.

Ma Chunfeng was also secretly surprised.

He didn't expect that Song Ziwen's comments on the other party's unyielding were so high.

It must be Gu Zhenlong who can treat him as a younger generation, otherwise he would not have mentioned it in front of so many people.

The effect was unexpectedly good if I brought the party to the side.

"The cone is in the bag!" Ma Chunfeng replied concisely.

An Liang looked at Lin Shuanglong again.

Lin Shuanglong smiled but said nothing.

An Liang looked at Fang Buwei suspiciously, thinking that Fang Buwei was not so young, and it was impossible for him to be appreciated by so many powerful people with his own abilities.

"Dad!" When An Zhirong saw An Liang, she came back to her senses. After screaming, she turned her head and looked at Fang Buwei with affection.

Before An Zhirong's introduction, Fang Buwei took the lead and looked at An Liang and shouted: "Manager An!"

Ma Chunfeng and Lin Shuanglong looked at each other, and both understood that the other party also saw Fang Buwei's intention to say hello first.

"You know me!" An Liang did not notice the strangeness between Ma Chunfeng and Lin Shuanglong.

"The Director and Chief Lin often mention you!" Fang Buwei smiled naturally.

"Oh!" An Liang was very happy when he heard Fang Buwei say this, and praised Fang Buwei, "Minister Song actually compared you to the champion? It turns out that he is a young talent!"

"Champion?" Fang Buwei subconsciously said something, and then he thought about it and realized that the two poems that Song Ziwen praised him were actually praised by Huo Qubing?

No wonder those people were so surprised.

Fang Buwei's expression fell clearly into An Liang's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh.

He is indeed handsome, but his literary talent is a bit bad.

Ma Chunfeng's face turned dark: "I don't learn anything!"

Fang Buwei lowered his head slightly and murmured in his heart: He doesn't believe that Ma Chunfeng can know the origin of these two lines of poetry?

Ma Chunfeng really didn't know. It was when An Liang was amazed that he understood the meaning and source of the two lines of poetry that Song Ziwen admired.

But it does not prevent him from scolding him as the chief.

Looking at Ma Chunfeng and Fang Buwei's expressions, Lin Shuanglong almost couldn't help laughing.

The dining officially began and relevant personnel began to arrange seats.

Fang Buwei was young and had a low rank, so he took the opportunity to sit at the bottom of the rectangular dining table, and An Zhi, who was accompanying An Liang, had several seats wrong.

An Zhirong glared at Fang Buwei with resentment.

Ma Chunfeng looked at Lin Shuanglong again, and Lin Shuanglong shook his head in slightest.

Ma Chunfeng sighed inwardly.

Fang Buwei was unwilling to have a pie fallen from the sky?

This time it was an extremely formal Western dinner. After Song Ziwen gave a brief speech, the dinner officially began. On the stage, some light instruments such as violins were simply performed, and the formal cocktail party officially started after the meal.

The scene was very big, there were many VIPs, and the guests paid great attention to etiquette. Fang Buwei could only use knife and fork at regular intervals, and did not make any moves like asking for chopsticks from the service staff.

The dishes are delicious, but you can't eat this, which makes Fang Buwei feel very fucked.

There were people who didn't know each other nearby. Fang Buwei was extremely bored and could only entertain himself. He held a knife and cut the steak in a row of acrobatics.

A young girl was sitting next to Fang Buwei. The girl looked at Fang Buwei's plate, then looked at Fang Buwei, with little stars emerging in her eyes.

The girl's male companion was a young fat man. Seeing that her female companion was putting food but not eating, she looked at Fang Buwei's illegitimate sex, she was immediately angry.

"Why can it look so good?" the girl asked softly.

Fang Buwei just smiled slightly and did not answer.

The fat man thought that the female companion was talking about Fang Buwei, and his face turned black and he almost cursed.

He came late and did not see the scene before Fang Buwei's eye-catching. Seeing Fang Buwei's face, he was so young, and still sat at the bottom of the head, he thought that there was only one powerful follower.

Seeing that Fang Buwei was eating sweet and very fast, the fat man deliberately asked with a hint of laughter: "It's the first time I'm here, isn't it delicious?"

For such a fool, Fang Buwei was lazy to pay attention to him. After pulling the second steak, he scraped again.

"I want to cut it into him too!" The fat man's female companion pushed his plate in front of the fat man.

The fat man looked up and was stunned.

Fang Buwei actually cut a piece of steak into the shape of a flower?

"This...this...this..." The fat man "this" for a long time, but he didn't say a word again.
Chapter completed!