CHAPTER 652: CHAPTER 444

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But before reaching the hotel, he unexpectedly spotted a familiar face by the roadside.

Oh, why is she here?

Wu Mu looked curiously at the figure standing in front of a restaurant.

It was Su Meng, whom he had met a long time ago during the first session at the Star Agency.

At the moment, she was standing next to a red Ferrari, looking angry, saying something to the person inside the car.

Wu Mu couldn’t see the person inside the Ferrari, but that person clearly had a temper too, because shortly after, they just easily floored the gas pedal, leaving Su Meng behind and drove away.

Leaving Su Meng standing there, frowning at the scene.

Wu Mu drove over with a slight smile, rolled down the window, and said humorously, "Little Su, long time no see."

Su Meng turned to look at him, seemingly surprised.

This was only their second meeting in real life.

However, Su Meng seemed to keep up with what was happening with him, as Wu Mu often received Su Meng’s feedback on his new songs on WeChat.

They didn’t really chat, just simply saying the songs were very nice or something like that.

Hmm, regardless of whether they’re black fans or white fans, at least they’ve contributed to my viewership.

Wu Mu smiled and said, "Your driver ran off? Want me to give you a ride?"

Su Meng hesitated slightly, "I’ll just give my family a call."

"Aunt Qing, no need for you to come, hmm, my friend will give me a ride back, okay, I understand."

After finishing the call, Su Meng opened the passenger door of Wu Mu’s car and sat inside.

After figuring out her destination, Wu Mu asked curiously, "Aren’t you from Shen City? Why are you here?"

Su Meng shook her head, "I am from Shen City, but my family also has a house here in Beijing."

She paused for a moment, her face rare with a bit of a smile, "Just now we were at the venue, and my friends almost wanted to cover their ears for your first song."

Wu Mu laughed, "It’s got nothing to do with me, after all, there’s nothing wrong with my singing."

Wu Mu and Su Meng chatted casually, and soon Wu Mu had dropped Su Meng off at her home, a large courtyard not far from the Forbidden City in the Upper City District.

Hmm, confirmed, another one of those Heavenly Dragon People.

Wu Mu was quite surprised, although one could tell from Su Meng’s everyday words and actions that her family should be quite wealthy.

But he didn’t expect them to be this wealthy.

The courtyard alone must be worth at least

The owner couldn’t be seen for the moment, so Yang Rongfa asked, "Many big directors and company bosses from the industry have come today, would you like me to introduce you to them?"

For normal people in the industry, this was an opportunity.

It’s always good to know more people.

But... recalling the experience of the previous cocktail party, Yang Rongfa wisely chose to ask first.

Wu Mu shook his head, "No..."

But halfway through shaking, his gaze swept over a figure in a partitioned-off small lounge adjacent to the main living room, pausing slightly.

"Director Lin is here too?" Wu Mu asked Yang Rongfa.

The Director Lin he was referring to was naturally not Lin Qingyue, but Lin Qingyue’s father Lin Xueming.

Although Lin Qingyue would return tonight, she needed to deal with things in the production team and wouldn’t show up here.

And while chatting in the morning, he had told Lin Qingyue he would attend this cocktail party; if Lin Qingyue were also coming, it would be impossible not to tell him.

"Yes, Tang Wei and Xie Chunfang are also here." Yang Rongfa nodded.

Wu Mu’s mind processed this, as these two were also top directors in the industry, existing at the pinnacle within the circle alongside Lin Xueming.

However, he didn’t expect to befriend these directors for resources; hence, it was trivial.

But with Lin Xueming here, it would be inappropriate not to at least greet him.

"I’ll go say hi to Director Lin." He directly stepped towards the small lounge.

"Director Lin and the others are also there, do you want to greet them?" Yang Rongfa leaned over and said softly.

While he was saying this, he pointed with his fingers towards the small lounge adjacent to the main living room.

The small lounge seemed to be a place for casual, private meetings, partitioned decoratively in the middle, obscuring the full view, only showing it to be smaller than this side.

With some sofas placed closer together, and many people sitting there chatting.

Director Lin?

Wu Mu’s mind rotated, and immediately knew it was Lin Qingyue’s father, Lin Xueming.

Though Lin Qingyue would return tonight, she needed to deal with the production team’s matters, not appearing here.

And he had also mentioned to Lin Qingyue in the morning about coming to this cocktail party; had Lin Qingyue been coming, she would have told him.

"I’ll go say hello." He nodded.

With Lin Xueming present, it was necessary to pay respects.

"The bosses of Light Shadow Media and Yahua Film and Television are also there, along with Director Tang and Director Xie," Yang Rongfa whispered again.

Light Shadow Media and Yahua Film and Television?

Even without venturing into the circle deeply, Wu Mu knew about these two companies; if Yang Rongfa’s company was mid-tier, then these two were indubitably top-tier.

Not only were they public companies, but they consistently produced big-budget films each year, besides having artist management ventures, with a plentiful stable of star performers under them.

No need to elaborate on these two.

As for Director Tang and Director Xie?

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Wu Mu’s mind processed, and immediately recognized them.

They were Tang Wei and Xie Chunfang.

Top-level directors on par with Lin Xueming.

Pioneers in the industry, known for their status, renowned seniors.

So all the big names were over there, huh?

He and Yang Rongfa made their way toward the small lounge.

Getting closer, they could make out what was happening over there.

Indeed, Lin Xueming was seated in the center, holding a wine glass, seemingly speaking.

Surrounded by quite a few people, two of them bore a distinctly boss-like demeanor, flanked by several middle-aged men who appeared to be managers of artists.

Director Tang, wearing a cloth cap seemingly trying to hide something, but failing to cover his balding head. Director Xie, with the name carrying the ’Fang’ character, was tall and imposing, towering over everyone else around.

And then...

Wu Mu’s steps halted.

A woman around forty, wearing a black tailored suit and a pearl necklace, was talking and laughing quietly with someone next to her, exuding elegance and nobility.

Was Lin Qingyue’s mother here too?

This was his first time seeing Lin Qingyue’s mother in person since he had narrowly missed encountering her during previous visits to Lin Qingyue’s home.

However, having seen her photos and knowing that Du Lan, Lin Qingyue’s mother, was a renowned actress from the previous generation, he recognized her.

Wu Mu continued walking forward after pausing.

He hadn’t taken more than a couple of steps before spotting another acquaintance.

Positioned on the edge of the small lounge was a man in his thirties, holding a plate, leaning forward as if listening intently to Lin Xueming.

It was Geng Wei.

The initial boss of Xiao Yi Company who had wanted to sign him, and when rejected, had retaliated in anger attempting to blacklist him.

But regarding this person, Wu Mu paid little mind, continuing forward without pause.