A dinner, talking and laughing.

Tonight's Hungarian food can only be said to be average in taste and fresh. It is not Lu Dongjie's favorite dish.

But several girls sitting together form a beautiful landscape painting, which can be said to be both beautiful and delicious.

Zhang Aijia and Hu Yinmeng chatted more speculatively. Both of them had backgrounds of studying abroad across the ocean.

When talking about past events in the United States, both of them have their own little feelings.

Lin Fengjiao had a slight smile on her face and sat quietly, speaking a few words from time to time.

Lu Dongjie turned his head to look at Lin Qingxia and asked in a low voice: "Are you used to it in Hong Kong during this time?"

Lin Qingxia stopped the knife and fork in her hand and thought for a moment, "It's okay, I just need to trouble myself sometimes when I go out."

Miss Lin pursed her lips, "We can't understand you when you speak Cantonese, and they can't understand us when we speak Mandarin."

Lin Qingxia couldn't help laughing, "So sometimes we are forced to only speak English."

But Lin Xiaomei became more and more sullen as she talked, "We Chinese use English to communicate, don't you think it's strange?"

Lu Dongjie smiled and said, "Aren't you a foreign language major? I will teach you how to speak Cantonese when I have time, and I guarantee you will start teaching within a year."

"Is Cantonese a foreign language?" Lin Xiaomei rolled her eyes at him and immediately refused: "Besides, it's difficult to learn, so I won't learn it."

Lin Qingxia gave her a piece of beef, "Just give her a few Cantonese records published by your company."

Lin Xiaomei looked disgusted, "I don't want it, I want to give it to you as a gift to my sister."

Lin Qingxia exposed her mercilessly, "I don't know who told me to buy it at a record store a few days ago."

Miss Lin blushed slightly and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Humph, sister, you always betray me."

Lin Fengjiao smiled and added, "Would you mind giving me an extra copy? I heard that you are the most popular in the Hong Kong music scene."

Lu Dongjie nodded and smiled, "It would be great if reputation could be sold in two places."

Hu Yinmeng had been secretly observing Lu Dongjie, and she became increasingly dissatisfied with this man.

This man had just been cold and indifferent to her, but now he was chatting and laughing with other girls, so skillfully and eagerly.

She asked herself that her charm was no worse than any other woman present, or even worse.

But this man never had a greedy look at her from beginning to end. His eyes were always so peaceful.

And whenever he looked at Lin Qingxia, the look in his eyes was so gentle.

She didn't believe there was a man in the world who loved him so much. There must be some reason she didn't know.

Hu Yinmeng always felt that there was a distinctive aura surrounding him, which could not be seen or touched, but he could really feel it.

At first, her understanding of Lu Dongjie was as vague as when Lin Xiaomei came.

You must have heard or known about such a person, but I really don’t know much about his specific deeds.

It can only be said that Hu Yinmeng's impression of Lu Dongjie is basically in line with most non-Hong Kong people's understanding of him.

What's more, Taiwan is not only under martial law, but also under a newspaper ban. One newspaper only has three pages (12 pages).

Most people have limited information from reports on Hong Kong’s entertainment industry, unless they subscribe to some locally distributed newspapers and magazines in Hong Kong.

Lu Dongjie has never set foot on Taiwan, nor has he received any exclusive interviews from Taiwanese media, nor has he ever flattered the Taiwanese authorities.

Unless they are people who frequently travel between Hong Kong and Taiwan, Taiwanese people will basically not have a deep impression of him.

Hu Yinmeng brushed her hair around her ears and smiled at him, "Can't you see that you are still a singer?"

Lu Dongjie smiled at her and said nothing.

Lin Xiaomei couldn't help being naughty, but she said seriously: "Not only is she a singer, she is also the first Chinese singer to top the US Billboard singles chart."

She didn't like Hu Yinmeng very much, especially she couldn't bear to see how superior she always looked.

Hu Yinmeng was immediately startled and looked at him in disbelief, finding it difficult to accept this fact.

This was actually the first time she heard the news. When did it happen?

She has lived in the United States and is well aware of all kinds of discrimination there. How can an Asian singer top their pop charts?

Is this a fantasy? Why should he?

Lu Dongjie smiled. Apart from gaining a little fame and fortune, he had nothing to be proud of.

Polydor Company is responsible for the distribution of this single, and they are responsible for how to chart, run and promote it.

It is estimated that most fans in the United States do not know that the person who sang this song is Lu Dongjie, a Chinese.

Zhang Aijia suddenly raised her hand towards him, "Hey, aren't you the owner of a record company now?"

Lu Dongjie turned to look at her and smiled, "Then what advice do you have?"

Zhang Aijia rolled her eyes, "Then when will you record a record for me?"

There was cunning in her eyes, twinkling.

"You?" Lu Dongjie looked him up and down and couldn't help but smile, "Are you publishing at your own expense, or are you responsible for underwriting the record?"

Zhang Aijia raised her chin slightly and said, "Don't look down on me. I also started out as a singer and disc jockey, and I have released several records."

Lu Dongjie said with a smile: "Our company produces pop music, folk songs and ballads are not our specialty."

Zhang Aijia hummed and asked, "Why can't I sing pop songs anymore? Don't push back. You have no sincerity at all."

Lu Dongjie nodded amusedly, "Then, how many sales did Ms. Zhang have of her albums?"

Zhang Aijia glared at him and said, "Huh, don't worry about it anyway, just call the song from last time, What's the Price of Love?"

Lin Fengjiao suddenly remembered, "It's the song that made you cry into tears last time."

Zhang Aijia waved her hands quickly, "No such thing, it's because I am in a bad mood and it has nothing to do with him."

When anyone mentioned her embarrassment, she brushed it aside.

Lin Fengjiao giggled, "Didn't you mean that he..."

Zhang Aijia coughed slightly and winked at her, fearing that she would say something embarrassing.

Lin Fengjiao also reacted, braked the car hurriedly, and looked around cautiously.

Lin Xiaomei bulged her mouth and kept looking back and forth with her eyes, as if trying to find some clues.

Lin Qingxia just wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, seemingly not hearing anything.

Lu Dongjie ate with a calm expression, his heart was magnanimous, and he didn't care what might go wrong.

Nothing happened between him and Zhang Aijia that should not be told to others, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Hu Yinmeng laughed instead. There seemed to be a story between these people.
Chapter completed!