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    Xia Wan sat in the car and glanced out.

    The setting sun has been completely blocked by the high -rise building, and there are still a few golden red sunset alone in the sky, which is stained with the warmth of the winter evening.

    "Mr. Little," the driver followed Aunt Qin's name to Xia Ye, "The next one will come to us."

    Huo Yu has a very important business talks today, and eighty -nine cannot be attended, so now there are only summer night in the car.

    Due to the not wanting to be too noticeable at this feast on the theme of charity, Huo's donation items did not be transferred by the Xia Late generation as before Huo Yu said, but all of them were submitted to Shen Yan and donated with Shenzhou. The things are transferred to the organizer together.

    "Um." Xia Wan responded, his eyes fell on the red carpet in front.

    He was also a very famous anchor before he appeared before. It was many years earlier than Xiawan's doing this line. As soon as got out of the car, many people were calling him.

    "Brother Xian, Brother Xian, Da Xian, Daxian ..."

    Xia Wan listened to the warm cry, and was unconsciously nervous.

    In his concept, the market and value of the anchor with the goods eventually have to return to the goods and services he brings. Even if there are fans, it should be limited to the Internet, and the nature of the star fans is completely the same.

    He held his cheeks sideways and couldn't help but a little nervous.

    If no one cares about when you get out of the car for a while, will it be a bit embarrassing?

    Before he wanted to come up with one, two, three, and four, the car had stopped, and some staff members stepped forward to open the door for him.

    Xia Wan said thanked, raised his hand subconsciously to sort out his bow tie, and then bent down and got out of the car.

    Without the blocking of the window, the sound of the surroundings suddenly louder. He just stood firmly, and there was a cheering sound on both sides. Someone shouted, "Brother."

    "Brother, brother, brother ..." Many people crowded on the outermost side of the red carpet. They waved the lights in their hands, and the fiery "W" was on it. The red color spread backwards. Can't see the end in your own position.

    He was a little surprised and surprised, like the wind of winter was covered, and the warmth rose with the sound of "brother".

    Xia Wan stood in place for a moment, then bent down in that direction and bowed.

    With his movements, the voice over there was suddenly louder, and there was a boy Hong Liang's voice mixed: "Brother, your real person looks good, it looks much better than in the camera."

    As soon as his sound came out, the orderly sound of the original order immediately turned into a laugh, and even Xia Wan didn't hold back and laughed.

    When entering the door, the sound outside was much smaller, and the young staff said to him: "You don't know how red you are, fans seem to be more than celebrities."

    Before Xia Wan responded, he had already entered the venue.

    The lights in the venue were very bright. The guests had reached most of them, and the red carpet extended to a interview platform for a long time, with reporters on both sides.

    Xia Wan stepped on the interview step by step, took the signature pen with a smile, and signed his name on the signature wall behind him.

    "Brother, brother, look here." The reporters were taking pictures, and the guests not far away also looked at the stage while chatting.

    Many people are familiar with their faces, and Xiawan occasionally see them on TV or hot search.

    Xiawan's seats are later. There are eight people at the same table. Except for the three people, the three people, the other are the small fresh meat of the entertainment industry recently. Among them, Pan Xingwen, a subsidiary of Shenzhou Entertainment and Huo Yu.

    Xia Wan politely greeted them, but except for the two anchors' enthusiastic response, the remaining small eyelids did not lift it.

    Xia Wan laughed and sat down in his position without care.

    "Well," The anchor who entered the scene first was Wang Xiaoxian. He came over to talk to Xia Wan. "I heard about your sales in November a few days ago. We are all shocked. Why are you so powerful?"

    "It's my luck this time." Xia Wan smiled humbly, "It's really amazing to be able to maintain a record all year round like a senior."

    "Of course, Jiang is still old and hot." Wang Xiaoxian was very comfortable being complimented, and couldn't help but patted his chest: "If you encounter any difficulties in the future, look for Brother Xian, Brother Xian will definitely know everything and say everything."

    Their voices were not loud, but the faces of the little fresh meat still showed contempt.

    Seeing this, Wang Xiaoxian coughed awkwardly and stopped.

    At this time, the cheers from the outside came in faintly, one after another, as if it could overturn the roof. Xia Wan and several people turned their heads to look at it. After a while, Sun Baijiang stepped in, followed by the staff. Go to his seat at the second table.

    When he passed the first table, he paused and looked at Huo Yu's vacant seat in a trance.

    Xia Wan's tablemates stood up at the same time when Sun Baijiang stepped in. Only Pan Xingwen hesitated, not knowing whether to stand up or not.

    After all, his big boss Huo Yu has a very delicate relationship with the actor with a good reputation in the circle.

    He was worried that he would offend the boss by saying hello, and he was worried that not being enthusiastic about the actor would affect the resources.

    However, the other few who stood up did not immediately meet him as he thought, but exchanged glances very intriguingly.

    Only then did Pan Xingwen notice that Sun Baijiang's eyes were on Huo Yu's vacant seat.

    He moved his butt and sat back again.

    It was not until Sun Baijiang took his seat that everyone surrounded him.

    "Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang..." Pan Xingwen looked at him from a distance, completely relieved.

    Sun Baijiang was surrounded by three floors and three floors, and he probably didn't remember who greeted him.

    He was thinking about it, but when he saw Sun Baijiang's eyes looking towards him, Pan Xingwen's heart jumped, and then he realized that the other party was not looking at him, but Xia Wan.

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