The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert
Chapter 292 - 288: Fan Meet and Greet

Chapter 292: Chapter 288: Fan Meet and Greet

After Xia Mutong left, Ling Chen sat alone on the sofa in the lounge, looking at the scenery outside the window. He was only a temporary guest this time, not interested in mingling with the bodyguards. Moreover, after briefly getting to know him, the bodyguards started chatting among themselves, paying him no attention.

At three-thirty, He Zhong came in from outside and said, "Time to get to work."

Exiting the lounge, Ling Chen closely followed He Zhong, heading straight to the company’s main gate. After a short wait, Tang Shiyun arrived, fashionably late, accompanied by Yao Li and Zhu Yansong.

Watching Tang Shiyun approach, Ling Chen’s eyes lit up, dazzled by her beauty. Today, Tang Shiyun had dressed up specially, wearing a light blue off-shoulder gown that showed off her slender figure and subtly revealed her cleavage. Her smooth long hair was tied up and draped over her bare back, her delicate face lightly made-up, and her clear eyes shimmering, she looked enchantingly beautiful, like a fairy stepping out of a painting, captivatingly gorgeous.

Ling Chen’s mouth curved into a slight smile as he stood behind He Zhong, unabashedly admiring Tang Shiyun’s charm.

Seemingly sensing his gaze, Tang Shiyun slightly turned her head and glanced in his direction. Startled, Ling Chen quickly moved behind He Zhong, using his body to shield himself.

Seeing that fleeting figure, a hint of disappointment flashed in Tang Shiyun’s eyes. She had vaguely felt a familiar gaze just now and laughed it off, shaking her head. It must have been her mistake; how could Ling possibly be here?

Although she wished her Ling could be with her, protecting her, seeing Yao Li by her side, she sighed softly, a look of age-inappropriate sorrow on her face, weighed down with worries.

At that moment, a Lincoln Sedan was waiting outside, flanked by a Mercedes Sedan in the front and another in the back, with a van trailing last.

Leaving Silver Star Entertainment, Ling Chen followed behind, quickly getting into the zone, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings to ensure there were no abnormalities.

Once Tang Shiyun and her group entered the Lincoln Sedan, except for He Zhong who sat in the co-driver seat, the rest of the bodyguards boarded the Mercedes Sedans leading and trailing.

The convoy set off, maintaining a steady speed of sixty miles per hour, heading towards Wuxun Square.

Half an hour later, the convoy safely arrived at the destination.

Through the car window, Ling Chen looked at the crowded and noisy throng at the square, somewhat shocked. Although he knew Tang Shiyun was popular, this level of fandom was beyond his expectations.

At Wuxun Square, apart from the stage and red carpet set up in the center, the place was packed to the brim, shoulder to shoulder, a sea of heads, with probably two to three thousand people, all fervent fans of Tang Shiyun, each looking around in anticipation, eagerly awaiting her appearance.

As the convoy reached the venue, regardless of age or gender, it was like fireworks being ignited, instantly exploding with noise, wave after wave of sound rising higher.

Outside the barriers on either side of the convoy, numerous media outlets spared no expense on their camera memory, flashlights flashing nonstop.

Even though Tang Shiyun had not alighted from the vehicle, the atmosphere at the scene had already reached a climax.

At this moment, the Lincoln Sedan slowly drove to the entrance of the red carpet. Ling Chen immediately followed the other bodyguards out of the van, surrounding the Lincoln Sedan, his piercing eyes scanning the crowd on both sides of the barrier, eliminating any threats.

"Number two, secure."

"Number three, secure."

"..."

Hearing the feedback through his earpiece, Ling Chen immediately replied, "Six is secure. One can move out!"

One is He Zhong. After ensuring the surroundings were safe, He Zhong immediately stepped out from the front passenger side and went directly to the rear seat to open the door.

Zhu Yansong got out of the car first, smiling and waving at the fans at the scene, immediately eliciting cheers. Zhu Yansong was not a pop star, but he was a maker of pop stars, and his popularity was in no way inferior to some big-name singers.

"Miss Tang."

Zhu Yansong turned, slightly bowed, and gentlemanly extended his hand.

"Tang Shiyun!"

"Tang Shiyun!"

"I love you!"

"..."

Amidst the thunderous shouts, Tang Shiyun’s cheeks flushed slightly with shyness. She extended her arm, as delicate as white lotus root, and placed it on Zhu Yansong’s hand. She stepped out of the car wearing shimmering high heels, lightly lifting the hem of her gown. Following Zhu Yansong’s lead, she walked down the red carpet towards the stage, continually waving to the fans on both sides and expressing her gratitude.

At this moment, Yao Li also joined the red carpet lineup, still dressed as ostentatiously as ever, with gold and silver adornments. Facing the overwhelming cheers, her face was flushed with excitement. As if afraid others wouldn’t recognize that she was Tang Shiyun’s mother, she shouted loudly, "Thank you for supporting my daughter."

With Tang Shiyun’s arrival, the scene gradually became chaotic and uncontrollable. Although the police and Silver Star Entertainment had deployed hundreds of staff to maintain order, they had still underestimated the fans’ enthusiasm.

Ling Chen followed closely behind the group, his gaze sweeping sharply around, his brows slightly furrowed.

At this moment, the crowd outside the square continued to swell, even blocking the surrounding roads, snarling up traffic. All passing vehicles were stuck at intersections, unable to get through.

Just then, he noticed He Zhong holding a phone, his expression slightly troubled and his tone somewhat sharp, as if he was arguing about something. Seeing He Zhong looking upset as he hung up the phone, Ling Chen approached and asked, "Captain He, what’s wrong?"

"Your superiors just issued an order, saying the situation has exceeded their expectations with a severe shortage of manpower. For safety sake, they’ve ordered us to immediately evacuate Miss Tang."

Ling Chen instantly understood—presumably, the police couldn’t allocate more manpower to control the site, thus making this decision. However, they had just arrived, and leaving now might trigger dissatisfaction among the fans, potentially exacerbating the loss of control at the scene.

"Captain He, what’s your plan?"

He Zhong glanced at him and said, "I’m employed by Silver Star Entertainment, not by the police. Their orders don’t apply to me unless the head of Silver Star Entertainment says otherwise." With that, he hurried to catch up with Zhu Yansong to discuss the situation.

Watching Tang Shiyun, who was less than five meters away, Ling Chen took a deep breath. He didn’t relax his vigilance at all, his sharp gaze constantly roving through the crowd.

Suddenly, he halted, feeling a chilly gaze sweep over him. Years of experience as a special agent had honed his instincts, and he trusted his judgment.

The fact that he could feel it so acutely meant that the person was nearby, probably no more than ten meters away, likely around the barrier. However, the barrier was crowded with reporters and photographers, and the glaring flashes made it impossible for him to accurately search.