The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

As soon as the Lincoln stopped, everyone present looked over.

Countless camera lenses were pointed at this Lincoln car.

They all knew that the person who got off the car was Chu Luo.

The fans standing in the front row had already reached into their bags, waiting for Chu Luo to come out so they could throw the things in their hands at him.

All the cameras were ready to record Chu Luo's embarrassing scene.

A long white leg stretched out, and a beautiful woman in a bright red dress walked out in the silence.

"Luo Huan! The new rising star Luo Huan."

Luo Huan smiled at the camera, waved, then walked to the first row of fans and stood still.

Fans were very excited: "Huanhuan, Huanhuan, why are you here?"

"Huanhuan, you are so confused! How can you walk the red carpet with Chu Luo!"

"Huanhuan, don't you know who Chu Luo is?"

Luo Huan turned around and looked at the group of fans. "Don't worry! It's not me who will be walking on the red carpet with Master Chu. I'm not qualified yet."

"You're not walking the red carpet with Chu Luo! That's good...ah!"

The fans who just realized what was happening wanted to ask again, but another scream was heard at the scene, "Hang Jiaxin...Ahhhh!"

Hang Jiaxin got out of the car coolly, and the flash lights at the scene almost blinded him.

"Isn't Hang Jiaxin receiving an award abroad? Why is he back?"

"Didn't he say that he has been working hard just to get this award... How powerful is Chu Luo's power!"

"Jia Xin, did Chu Luo force you to do this? Jia Xin, don't be afraid, we fans support you!"

The corners of Hang Jiaxin's mouth twitched, "It would be great if Sister Luo really forced me."

It was because he was abroad that he received the news too late. Otherwise, with his relationship with Sister Luo, it would have been impossible for him to get into the center position.

After greeting his fans, he walked to a position one meter away from the guardrail and stood side by side with Luo Huan.

Luo Huan: “…”

Even King Hang stood with her, it was not unfair for her to lose!

People got out of the Lincoln one after another.

Scream after scream almost pierced the entire sky.

The fans who were originally preparing to throw eggs and rotten vegetable leaves at the scene no longer remembered these things at this moment. They had already taken out their mobile phones to take close-up photos.

There were nearly twenty people in a Lincoln car.

Fans looked at the idols who were standing on both sides and almost took over the security work.

"It seems like a Lincoln can only seat nine people!"

It was hard to imagine that their idol was sitting in a Lincoln car in such a wronged manner.

"Is Chu Luo treating our idol like this? Who is behind her?"

"The car is coming! This car must be Chu Luo!"

Many fans angrily touched the contents of the bag again.

They must make Chu Luo pay the price.

The fans' anger reached its peak.

The Lincoln door opened.

A spirited old man came out with a cane.

The flash stopped.

The fans at the scene were also stunned.

"Who?"

"I do not know!"

Someone suddenly said, "I feel like he looks familiar, a bit like... like the principal of our school!"

"I'm not seeing things! Chairman, isn't our company's chairman no longer in charge of things and traveling around the world with his wife?"

"An Dada, I like the jewelry you designed the most!"

People got off the car one after another and stood still quietly.

The fans didn't dare to move.

They all looked at these bigwigs from the business and academic circles standing there like bodyguards.

Until finally a big red sports car drove in.

"It must be Chu Luo this time!"

"Are you going to smash it or not?"

Someone rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Look at the group of people standing there, which one would you dare to hit? If you miss, what will you do if you hit them? Will they stop studying or quit their jobs?"

Some people also discussed quietly, "Who do you think is behind Chu Luo? Not only can she get people from the entertainment industry to back her up, but she also gets people from the business and academic circles to back her up."

"Now that someone says she is an alien, I believe it."

The big red sports car stopped and the door opened.

An Xi adjusted her skirt and reached out to the car door. A white hand fell into her palm and came out of the car.

There was silence for a moment.

The glittering new Chinese-style long skirt, the gentle and elegant bun, the delicate yet simple jade accessories...

An Xi's eyes were filled with satisfaction.

Sure enough, her aesthetic sense is never wrong.

Until the bigwigs from the business and academic circles escorted Chu Luo along the red carpet like bodyguards, and then exchanged positions with the artists from the entertainment industry, allowing the artists to take Chu Luo for autographs and bring her into the venue.

There was no much movement at the entire scene, it was so still as if the pause button had been pressed.

"Master Chu Luo looks ten thousand times better than during the live broadcast!"

"I knew Chu Luo was pretty, but I didn't expect her to be this pretty!"

"Did you see the position change just now? If you say there was no rehearsal for this movement, I don't believe it! This movement is more orderly than some boy bands and girl bands. Hey guys, can anyone tell me where this Chu Luo came from? Otherwise, I'm scared!"

"Like me, I'm scared too. Please tell me that there is a capitalist behind Chu Luo, okay? Just a capitalist! Nothing else."

"If I say now that I'm here to sell eggs, will anyone believe me?"

"Will anyone believe me if I come here to sell vegetables?"

"Master Qingtang, I really just came here to sell my free-range eggs and vegetables!"

Chu Luo and his group were the first to enter the venue. They were led to sit at the tables in the first row because there were too many people following Chu Luo in and one table could not accommodate them all.

"It's okay, it's okay. Just bring a few more chairs over. We can squeeze in."

"Just squeeze in, no need to arrange tables."

The person in charge quickly contacted Xi Bai.

Xi Bai is watching the live broadcast.

He's been watching since the first Lincoln came out.

Even now that Chu Luo had entered the venue, he was still watching.

He also saw clearly the comments in the live broadcast room and the reactions of the fans on the scene.

System: [I've said it before, Chu Luo is not stupid. ]

Xi Bai: [You didn’t tell me that she has so many friends. ]

System: [I don’t know either. I’ve already told you about her friends.]

Xi Bai turned off the computer.

The person in charge came over and asked Chu Luo what to do if there were too many people on his side?

Xi Bai snorted coldly, "Then let her sit in the last row. There is a big round table in the last row. Let her sit there!"

Person in charge: "But Director Xi came here with Chu Luo..."

"What? You can't do it? If you can't do it, change someone else!"

Person in charge: “I’ll arrange it now.”

The person in charge had a professional smile on his face and his waist was almost bent at 90 degrees.

Chu Luo: "It's okay, the table at the back is big, everyone can sit there."

Led by Chu Luo, a group of people sat down at the big round table in the last row. This table was originally reserved for the least popular monks, but now it was just big enough for them.

After they sat down like this, everyone sitting in the first row hesitated.

These big guys don't sit in the front row.

Who of them dares to sit?