After Jiang Tang and Xizer signaled coffee instead of wine in the hotel lobby, they were like a gust of wind, blowing away all the negative and subtle dust from the confession that ended without success.

Before saying goodbye, the two of them smiled and said goodbye as peacefully as before.

It is because Cizel's attitude that there is less enthusiasm as before.

Perhaps Jiang Tang thought that this was the restraint that Xizer decided to give up.

But Cizel knew it wasn't.

His agent Carl also knew it wasn't.

Because I know Cizel too well, during this period, Carl looked at Cizel like an active volcano that was about to erupt. Under the dark clouds of darkness that were filled with hot and hot magma.

The active volcano that may erupt at any time makes Carl, who is already afraid of Cizel, chooses to keep a distance from Cizel and does not want to become cannon fodder just because he rushes to the front.

However, today, when Carl received Cizel from the hotel door, he saw his drooping black hair and his drooping eyes, and even the corner of his clothes was inexplicably depressed.

It was like an abandoned puppy, and every cell in the body was telling the loss.

Looking at Cizel, who was always high and suddenly fell into this shape, Carl still felt a little uncomfortable.

Then he took good care of him, as if he was treating the little princess, wishing he could feed all the water to his mouth.

It's like hanging the four big words "You're so pitiful" on your face.

Cizel originally closed his eyes and rested on the car window.

I don’t know if it was Carl’s eyes too strong;

It was still Cizel who had eyes on the back of his head.

His eyes didn't open, but he said sinisterly:

"Look at me with sympathy again and twist your head off."

Carl was shocked and immediately pulled away from the fantasy of abandoning the puppy or the little princess.

It turns out that his mind was clamped by the door, so he overestimated his ability to sympathize with Cizel!

Does this guy need sympathy? Only then does he need sympathy!

Seeing Carl recoiling his neck back, Cizel's bile depressiveness did not ease.

He could only press his fingers against his eyebrows and take a deep breath to adjust his heartbeat frequency.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the strange scenery outside the car window passing by.

It's not the way he often walks home.

"There are arrangements?"

Cizel was a little irritated.

Carl curled his lips while he didn't look at him, his voice as usual: "There will be a banquet for Times Group tonight."

Hollywood is a world of fame and fortune. As long as glory is added, all the light and money will flow towards this person.

It is difficult for those who are not firm in their minds to maintain their original intentions under such glitz. They will be lost and lose their inspiration. This is how many geniuses in Hollywood have been submerged.

However, since Cizel stepped into Hollywood, his original intention has been as always-

As tired as ever.

The same is true now.

Hearing the word "two" at the banquet, he subconsciously frowned.

The face was full of resistance.

But even so, he didn't say he couldn't go.

After all, even Cizel has unavoidable social engagements.

This time Group's banquet was a social event series that Cizel could not avoid.

In order to comply with social etiquette rules, he not only has to attend, but also needs to take care of his appearance.

When we arrived at the banquet site, it was already nightfall, and people in the golden banquet hall were laughing and laughing.

The arrival of Cizel was like a stone thrown into the lake, with ripples endlessly, and a steady stream of people came to greet him, so that Cizel had never been purified.

Although Cizel's personality is not very enthusiastic about these people, his basic social politeness is a course he has studied since childhood. It is not only not difficult to deal with overall, but also looks very easy.

Before we knew it, time passed.

Cizel consciously had a similar task and made a gesture with Carl who was separated by the crowd.

Carl caught a glimpse and nodded helplessly, but could not stop this willful ancestor.

In the blink of an eye, Cizel disappeared from the banquet.

No one even knows when he left.

But everyone at the banquet is used to it.

It would be strange when Cizel could have a complete banquet.

In the corner of the banquet, Cizel's figure quietly left was seen by the women.

It was not just that she happened to see it, but because she was watching Cizel from beginning to end, she knew his movements very well.

Seeing Cizel leave, the woman had no intention of staying at the banquet, and she held the corner of her skirt and chased Cizel's footprints without hesitation.

She was lucky. As soon as she ran out of the banquet hall, she saw Cizel standing not far away on the road.

He drank some wine and his eyes were slightly drunk.

The hand was stuck in the hair made a mess, and the tie was pulled open because of boredom.

The hormones that belong to men are becoming stronger and stronger, attracting women to get closer every step of the way.

The woman walked to him gently and found that Cizel seemed to be staring at the reflection of the water on the road in a daze.

It had just rained in the evening, and the ground was wet, and it was uncomfortable for a woman to step on the sheepskin soles of expensive high heels in the water, but she didn't care, or she could endure it for Cizel.

"Mr. Cizel."

She exhaled the name like a breath, and it was indescribable.

Cizel turned a deaf ear and still stared at the front.

When he was lost intently, his lonely and dull side face was the most perfect sculpture in the world.

The women were shaking their minds when they saw it, and they licked their lower lip, and they had the urge to do a fake show.

He spontaneously moved forward two steps, approaching Cizel's arm with Xiangfeng clamped, and wanted to snuggle up.

"Mr. Cizel is waiting..." the car.

Before the last word could be said, the woman felt like a broken sack, and was knocked to the ground by someone waving her hand, and she fell to her dizzy face.

The force that hit the ground was not light. The woman was wearing a thin dress. She fell on the hard ground without any buffering. She was also dirty by the sticky mud on the wetland and was in a mess.

The woman widened her eyes in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe what was going on, and she didn't scream at the first time.

The pain of falling was secondarily, mainly because of the shame brought to her by Cizel's fly movement, just like a sharp knife swaying her, and subconsciously looking up at the red dots flashing in the grass not far away.

It seemed that when the other party saw the sneering face, the woman glared viciously as a warning before thinking about settled the score with Cizel.

Who knows.

It happened that a black Rolls-Royce was parked next to Cizel.

He didn't even give a woman a glance, so he opened the car door and sat in.
Chapter completed!