Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?-Chapter 421: The Show Is About to Begin

Not drinking alcohol? No problem, he has other methods.

The journalists are already waiting at the hotel, everything is prepared, just waiting for the east wind.

And at this moment, the east wind has arrived.

Tong Yan came out of the restroom and sat down across from him, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

Meng Hao smiled indifferently, "No problem, it was necessary."

As the pot and side dishes were brought in, Tong Yan said seriously, "I’m not going to hold back."

And then, she really didn’t hold back.

In the blink of an eye, several plates of meat were gone.

Meng Hao watched in shock, "Sis, your appetite..."

The appetite was truly enormous.

He saw her eating so much that even in this winter, her forehead was sweating, and promptly called the waiter, "Two bottles of chilled drinks, please."

When the waiter brought the drinks, Meng Hao opened it for her and, while she wasn’t paying attention, slipped a pill inside.

A concentrated strong liquor pill, which took a lot of effort to find, guaranteed to make her drunk with one sip.

He had already found out, once she’s drunk, she’d start flirting with people.

If she got caught on camera, she wouldn’t be able to argue her way out.

This was much better than using a sedative.

Meng Hao handed the drink to Tong Yan, "Sis, hotpot should be paired with a chilled drink for the best experience."

Tong Yan accepted it and put it on the table beside her, continuing to eat.

#The life of a foodie is all about eating#

The entire hotpot meal cost a five-digit figure, a full five digits!

Even though this hotpot was significantly more expensive than usual, normal people wouldn’t eat a five-digit meal, typically four digits, but alas, there’s Tong Xiaopang.

When Meng Hao paid the bill, his hands were trembling. Although he’d heard that she could eat, he didn’t expect her to eat this much, this meal cost him nearly half a month’s pay.

But the thought of becoming famous soon put him at ease.

If he hit it big, this small amount would be nothing.

You can’t trap a wolf without losing a kid.

The pay for a small artist is very low, some are even willing to work for free for fame, the life of an unknown artist is tougher than a regular person’s, income is unstable, and some die without ever being noticed.

So, it’s not surprising Meng Hao thought this way.

Tong Yan hadn’t eaten so well in a long time, and said gratefully, "Thank you."

A glimmer flashed in Meng Hao’s eyes, but his face wore a smile. He took his remaining drink and downed it, "Please continue to guide me in the future, sis."

"I wouldn’t dare say guide, let’s improve together."

Following the principle of not wasting, Tong Yan downed that bottle of chilled drink in one go.

As the two walked outside, Meng Hao glanced at the corner and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, they were here.

He turned to look at Tong Yan, who was already blushing all over, her eyes watery, she seemed drunk, and her walk had started to wobble.

Show time!

The show is about to begin.

Meng Hao slowly approached Tong Yan, lowering his voice several pitches, making it very magnetic, "Sis, walk slowly, do you need me to hold you?"

At this point, Tong Yan’s mind was already fuzzy, all she heard was the buzzing noise of a fly next to her, so she shook her head and said loudly, "What did you say, I can’t hear clearly."

Meng Hao looked at her drunken state, the smile in his eyes deepened, "Sis, you’re drunk."

Tong Yan’s mind was a muddle, her head throbbing with pain, yet there were still incessant noises beside her. She waved her hand, "Shut up!"

The drunker she got, the better, maybe something could really happen, how could he let go of such a readily available opportunity?

Meng Hao reached out to wrap his arm around her shoulder—