Chapter 7：Old Friend

The lights gleamed, the cameras flashed, and the music blasted.

At this time, a group of reporters was gathering in front of the hall.

On another side, a group of young fans was holding their placard with their favorite artist on them. The sounds of their screams and chanting turned up whenever a car pulled over at the beginning of the red carpet.

Seeing their favorite celebrities alighted from the car and waving their hands at them made them excited.

That evening, a few fashion designer under SKY will be showcasing their upcoming line for their spring collection. Because of the brand, famous people are going to show up at this event and the reporters and fans were determined not to miss them.

For the reporters, if they could get a bit of juicy gossip from one of the celebrities, they would be more than happy.

A black, luxury car stopped at the entrance and everyone around turned their heads to look at this car. The reporters held their camera as they pressed on the shutter continuously.

A black leather appeared and the reporters were getting excited when they saw the big boss that they were waiting for.

As Lu Xin arrived at the venue, the reporters began to shout for his name, and questions about his scandal with actress Feng Miao Miao a few days ago came out.

Lu Xun and his team had refuted that rumor after it has been on the trending topic for a few hours. The President of NEXT Group had even provided evidence that he had nothing with the actress.

A day after that, the media had received some tip-off that actress Feng Miao Miao's father had blackmailed President Lu Xun to marry his daughter or he won't be able to continue his business in Capital City.

However, before the media was able to question actress Feng Miao Miao and his father regarding this matter, there was news that actress Feng Miao Miao's father was caught for bribery and misappropriation of power.

Just like that, the dating scandal had died down.

Throughout the scandal, President Lu Xun had not said a word. Even with refuting that dating scandal, everything was done through his PR team.

Now that the reporters had seen him, they were curious to know what was President Lu Xun think about the actress Feng Miao Miao and her father's scandal.

Lu Xun merely smiled when he heard the question from the reporters. However, everyone could see that his smile did not reach his eyes. He pushed his glasses on his nose bridge and placed a finger on his lips.

The reporters' questions and voice gradually faded.

"I am not familiar with that actress and will not entertain any questions regarding that rumor," Lu Xun spoke. "Today, two of the models signed under my company will be walking on the runway. I will only answer your question regarding my models."

The reporters were stunned for a few seconds. A clever reporter then took his chance to change the subject and asked President Lu Xun about his models.

Once Lu Xun had answered the reporter's question, he immediately turned around and headed inside the hall.

The reporters who had seen this scene were silently regretting that they were not fast enough to come out with a question. Just like that, they had failed to make a good impression on the man.

Meanwhile, the moment Lu Xun entered the hall, he immediately headed backstage. As soon as he appeared, Special Assistant Bei Yuan walked over to him and gave him the report of their progress.

NEXT Group was one of the major sponsors for this event and as the investor, Lu Xun wanted to take a look at what he had invested his money in.

The event organizer stepped forward to introduce himself to Lu Xun before he took his chance to take Lu Xun around the place.

Lu Xun met the models from his company and gave them a few encouraging words before he turned around to leave. He saw that his assistant was following him closely and asked, "Are President Zhang and his family here?"

Special Assistant Bei Yuan nodded. "They arrived half an hour ago and now they are resting in the private room."

His lips turned into a smile. "Lead me to them," Lu Xun ordered before he followed his assistant to the private room.

Lu Xun was about to turn the doorknob and enter the room when he recalled how he had accidentally caught his friend and his wife in an intimate position a few years ago.

A chuckle escaped him. Like a gentleman, Lu Xun rapped his knuckle on the door before he entered the room. As he walked in, there were three pairs of eyes watching him.

A second later, a little girl around the age of six ran over to him. "Uncle Lu Xun!"

Lu Xun crouched down and spread his arms. The little girl buried her face on his chest and wrapped her tiny arms around his neck. "Li Xue." He patted the girl on her hair and asked, "Did you miss me?"

The little girl nodded. "I miss you. Uncle Lu Xun, you haven't visited me for a long time. You promised that you were going to accompany me to play basketball."

His lips twitched upon hearing the girl's words. His gaze then shifted towards his friend who was sitting languidly on the sofa with his wife beside him.

Lu Xun had never thought that this adorable little girl would turn up to be like her father. A basketball craze.

The last time he had visited his friend's place, Lu Xun had accompanied the little girl to play basketball. To his surprise, the little girl's skill was quite good despite her young age. He had thought that he would be accompanying the girl for a few minutes, but the little girl was determined to go on for almost an hour.

"I'll accompany you next time, alright?" Lu Xun tried to coax her. Seeing that the little girl had smiled, Lu Xun then stood up and walked over to his old friend.

"It has been a while since I saw you two," Lu Xun said as he looked at the couple. "How long are you going to stay in Capital City this time?"

"Probably a week," Zhang Yu Han answered. "It has been a while since we came and we're planning to visit my wife's family." He glanced at his wife and smiled. "Right. Lu Xun, you said that you have something to discuss with me. What is it?"

His lips stretched into a smile. "I'm planning to start a studio. Do you want to invest in my new project?"

Zhang Yu Han did not even try to consider the idea or look at any proposal before he agreed. "Sure. How much do you want me to invest?"