The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 57

“For those local enterprises here to discuss collaborations, you can wait on the twenty-third floor. Please help to inform those who have yet to arrive. Artists, wait at your original spots. Come in after you're informed.”

Jennifer took another deep breath and got out of the car.

At last, there were only a few rubbernecks left outside the company.

After Donald waited for approximately six minutes and confirmed that no one's attention was on him, he slowly entered the building.

As soon as he stepped on the red carpet, someone in the crowd made a mocking remark at him. “Oh, it's Donald. Why is a security guard like you entering the building?”

Donald turned around and spotted Rebecca in the crowd.

The thirty-two artists' attention fell on him.

Apparently, his clothes were not from any designer's brand. They looked like they were bought from the market and did not seem expensive. There was also nothing on his body that displayed wealth, such as a watch or jewelry.

All in all, he looked poor.

“May I ask if you're here to attend the press conference or discuss business?” one of the thirty-two artists asked.

It was Rebecca's sister, Yvette.

I'm here for inspection but I'm not going to tell you that.

Wearing a nonchalant countenance, Donald shook his head. “None of these.”

Irene, who was beside Yvette, laughed. “Then, you're here to cause trouble?”

Many of the female guests' expressions turned cold.

Yvette said in an exaggerating voice, “Woah! Don't tell me you're the chairman of Donter Pictures and you're here for inspection?”

She burst out laughing after saying those words.

Before Donald could reply, one of the artists standing at the end of the row said meekly, “We shouldn't be laughing. Maybe he's here to run errands.”

Donald looked over and saw a girl who seemed to be around her early twenties.

She had a pure-looking appearance and emanated a youthful aura.

“Vanessa, he's just a security guard collecting a monthly salary of five thousand. What kind of matter would he have?” Yvette shot Vanessa a disdainful look.