Reborn Action Star: Starting in Hollywood

Chapter 174 Super Enthusiastic Korean Fans
If there were only reporters from the news media, Lin Yuan would certainly not need to care.

Even if I stand them up today, it won't be a big deal.

He had looked at the schedule provided by Samsung Group. There was a press conference tomorrow. He would provide them with the news at that time so that these media would not have any opinions about him.

After all, the act of standing up was arranged by Samsung Group, so if you have any dissatisfaction, you can go to them.

What really made Lin Yuan care and decide to drive the car back were the fans.

When Lin Yuan found out that many fans had come to the airport to pick him up, he could no longer ignore them and leave.

Regardless of what nationality these fans are from, they are a group of people who are full of kindness towards him. In order to see him, they would run dozens of kilometers and come to the airport to pick him up.

If he let them return disappointed, Lin Yuan would feel guilty towards those who loved him.

"I said to back the car up." Lin Yuan said again.

"But Director Li is already waiting for you."

The middle-aged man had some concerns. After all, he had to be responsible for Lee Boo-jin. Whether he could keep his golden rice bowl depended entirely on the decision of that woman.

"It's okay, I will explain to her and won't let her blame you. Now do as I say." Lin Yuan understood his dilemma, so he took the responsibility himself.

"Okay! Driver, turn around!"

After hearing Lin Yuan's words, the middle-aged man no longer hesitated.

"Please do me a favor. I need to hold a simple impromptu fan meeting." Lin Yuan said.

"Of course you are. You are a VIP. Just tell me if you have any instructions and I will arrange them right away!" replied the middle-aged man.

On the one hand, he asked the driver to return to the airport, and on the other hand, he took out his mobile phone and called Lee Boo-jin, briefly reporting what was happening.

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At this time, the reporters and fans at the airport pick-up area began to get anxious.

All the passengers on this flight have left, but Lin Yuan is still nowhere to be seen.

So everyone started discussing:
"What happened to Lin Yuan? Why haven't we seen him yet?" said a reporter.

"I took sick leave from the company today just to see him. I hope it won't be a wasted trip?" said a middle-aged man who looked like a white-collar worker.

"I took two buses and it took me more than three hours to get here. I hope I won't be so unlucky today." The speaker was a boy who looked like a college student.

"In order to prepare this gift for him, I have been eating instant noodles for several days and overdrawing my pocket money for the next few months. I hope I don't even have the chance to give this gift to him?" A girl's voice sounded a little tearful.

"I just want to see him in person. It would be even better if I could get his autograph. If I miss today, I don't know if I will have another chance in my life," said a white-haired old man.

"Dad, will we not be able to see Lin Yuan today?" Lin Yuner asked her father in a low voice in the crowd, but her father could only touch her head.

Kangta didn't say anything, but the disappointment on his face was beyond words.

Just as everyone was becoming increasingly anxious, a staff member wearing a Samsung Group uniform ran in from outside the airport.

He held a loud speaker in his hand and shouted loudly:
"Attention everyone who is welcoming Mr. Lin Yuan!"

Hearing his words, everyone present turned their heads and stared at him, which made him feel a little uneasy.

The next moment, he was drowned out by the noise of people talking at once.

"Do you have any news about Lin Yuan?"

"Where is Lin Yuan? Tell me quickly!"

"We want to see Lin Yuan! Speak up!"

"Calm down! Calm down! Listen to him!"

There were also many people in the crowd who were sensible and took the initiative to help maintain order, so the situation, which had just been a little chaotic, returned to normal.

"Please stand on the left, media friends. Mr. Lin Yuan is busy today and cannot accept your interview for the time being," said the staff.

"Why?" "Then we waited in vain?"

"If I can't write a press release and lose my job, will you care?"

After hearing what the Samsung staff said, the media workers at the scene immediately became excited.

"Tomorrow there will be a special press conference with Mr. Lin Yuan, where he will answer your questions in detail.

You can sit down with him tomorrow and have a slow conversation. Isn't that better than a quick chat here?

Anyone who wants to attend tomorrow's press conference can come to the left and sign for their ticket," the staff member continued.

Of course, he understood that he couldn't confront his friends in the media directly.

While rejecting them, as long as you make a promise in time and offer them a ticket for tomorrow, the matter can most likely be properly resolved.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, the media reporters flocked to the hall on the left.

There were Samsung staff there who were responsible for registering them one by one and issuing admission tickets.

Now the only ones left in the passage are fans.

The Samsung Group staff member continued, "Dear fans, please follow me to the hall on the right.

Mr. Lin Yuan is already waiting for you here. He is very grateful for your hard work in coming to pick him up at the airport."

Samsung Group had already contacted the airport and requested an exhibition hall.

When the fans learned that Lin Yuan was ready for the meeting opportunity, they immediately followed the staff member happily.

The originally bustling airport reception area suddenly became deserted.

At this time, a Samsung staff member quietly came to the group of reporters, pulled the SBS reporter over, and whispered, "Don't make a sound, just follow me."

"What's wrong?" The SBS reporter was waiting to confirm his ticket for tomorrow, but he still quickly followed the staff to the side.

The staff member said, "Mr. Lin is also in need of a reporter to cover his fan meeting. He asked me to help find someone, and it's you."

Upon hearing the news, the SBS reporter was ecstatic: "Brother, thank you so much! For giving me such an exclusive opportunity!"

He fumbled around in his pocket in a panic, pulled out a few red envelopes, and handed them to the staff member: "I won't say thank you, but you must accept this little token of my appreciation!"

The staff member took the red envelope with a smile and put it in his pocket.

These red envelopes were also printed with some corporate logos, which made it clear that they were bribes given to the reporter to invite him for an interview.

Under normal circumstances, the parties involved beg reporters to interview and report on themselves, and often give them red envelopes in order to get them to say a few good words.

But when it came to Lin Yuan, not only did he not give red envelopes, but the reporters who got the opportunity to report gave red envelopes to the staff instead.

This can only mean that Lin Yuan is really different.

Over in the exhibition hall, as soon as fans entered the hall, they immediately spotted Lin Yuan sitting on the stage.

"Lin Yuan, is it really him? I finally see a living person!"

"Pah, pah, pah, what living person? It's a real person! Don't talk nonsense if you don't know how to speak!"

"Lin Yuan is so handsome! Even more handsome than what I saw on the movie screen!"

"Who says yellow people are not as handsome as white people? Let him look at Lin Yuan and he will know."

"Lin Yuan doesn't rely on his looks. Judging from his on-screen performance, he would be just as popular even if he looked like Yoo Jae Suk!"

"Yoo Jae-suk's example is too inappropriate. It would be more appropriate to use Kang Ho-dong as an example."

"Hey! Stop deliberately slandering Lin Yuan. Although he's very capable, wouldn't it be nice if he was a little more handsome? I like people who are both talented and good-looking."

"Don't push me!"

When seven or eight hundred fans poured in, the exhibition hall was packed.

(End of this chapter)