She couldn't recognize who it was. She could only see Jiang Chu's hands occasionally open, as if he was talking. The girl next to him was quieter. Her hands were in her pockets, and her baseball cap was casually placed on the table.
"It doesn't feel like we're in the same industry…" Xia Chunyu narrowed her eyes warily.
It was impossible for a peer to be so calm.
From Zong Muticha's expression, it seemed like the person sitting opposite him was the one in charge.
The scriptwriter suddenly thought of something. " I also heard a rumor that Zong Muticha seems to be in contact with the author of the fan fiction novel recently!"
"Don't tell me you're talking about..." Xia Chunyu looked at him.
The two of them understood each other meaning at the same time, and then their gazes fell on the two people who had their backs to them.
"Welcome ~"
"May I ask how many of you?"
"Excuse me...eh?"
