In the entertainment industry, everyone has been reborn, but who will be their servant?

Chapter 20 Prude

Rumors spread throughout the production crew, and soon Minkoff, Hendrik Willem Van Loon, and other key members of the team heard about them.
They spread all sorts of ridiculous rumors, such as the movie they made has warped values, and the national goddess's alleged sexual misconduct is poisoning the minds of young girls.

"Investigate who's spreading rumors and deal with them," Minkov said angrily.

However, how can we find out? Rumors have no source, and we don't know who first spread them.

So they can only prohibit the crew from discussing it too much and also prohibit it from being posted online, because such rumors will greatly affect the public's perception of their film.

But Liu Xiaoli and her daughter Liu Yifei had already heard about it. Liu Yifei was furious: "I was just filming a movie, how could it be considered a gift? That's too awful."

If this gets out, it'll probably become another black mark on her reputation, since people are always trying to smear her.

"I guess someone doesn't want you to film kissing scenes," Liu Xiaoli thought to herself.

"Who is it?" Liu Yifei asked, puzzled, not expecting that someone had done it on purpose.

"Don't worry about it, it won't hurt you. I'll go talk to the director and we're not filming this kissing scene anymore." Liu Xiaoli already knew who it was.

After all, those who spread rumors are mostly grassroots employees, a large and diverse group, and it goes without saying who has the greatest influence in this group.

But there's no need for her daughter to know, since she can't see any malice in Qin Xuan.

"You're not going to film anymore?" Liu Yifei asked, puzzled.

“It’s not a very important film, whether you film it or not won’t affect you. Since there are rumors now, it’s definitely better for you not to film it. Why don’t we make the better choice?” Liu Xiaoli was quite smart.

This was the best choice that person made for them; now that the choice has been made, they should just go along with it.

Anyway, it won't do any harm to her daughter. She's not cheap and doesn't have to go and get close to some loser foreigner.

"I'm going to have to trouble you to be the bad guy again, Mom." Liu Yifei frowned.

"Only your mother can play the bad guy. You just need to be a good girl." Liu Xiaoli patted her daughter's pretty face.

She has a bad reputation because she often does things that offend people for the sake of her daughter.

But it doesn't matter anyway. She's not in the entertainment industry, so she doesn't need to curry favor with anyone. As long as her daughter is doing well and her career is going smoothly, that's all that matters.

“Actually, I’m all grown up now and can be independent. There’s no need for you to do anything that offends people anymore.” Liu Yifei hugged her mother’s arm and held her head high.

"Great! I'm so happy you can handle things on your own," Liu Xiaoli said with satisfaction.

Her daughter is growing up very quickly, and this time it was her daughter's own decision not to sign with Huayi.

At Liu Xiaoli's request, Minkoff had no choice but to drop the matter regarding Liu Yifei's kissing scene, as this mother was quite strong-willed.

He was absolutely uncompromising when it came to his daughter's reputation.

Qin Xuan learned the news three days later, and it was already September.

That night, Shen Ao, Zhang Linke, and a dozen others arrived at a small alley where the lights had a dim, pinkish hue.

There were some scantily clad young women on the roadside, striking alluring poses, exuding sexiness, and even making coquettish voices:

"Hey bro, bring me your big sword!"

Their alluring postures made some virgins stare wide-eyed and feel a burning sensation, accidentally stepping on the heel of the person in front of them.

"Holy crap, you stepped on me!" Shen Ao exclaimed.

"Excuse me."

Zhang Linke apologized, then leaned closer and whispered, "Hey, Lao Shen, what's a big sword?"

"You don't even know what a big sword is? Are you a virgin?" Shen Ao blushed and deliberately asked back.

Actually, he didn't know either, he was just making things up, but it was a bit embarrassing to say he didn't know, since he was such a grown man and had never even been to a massage parlor.

"How could that be? I'm definitely not." Zhang Linke puffed out his chest, striking a pose as if he knew everything and had experienced everything.

However, that betrayed him; he had never actually experienced it.

The others were also whispering among themselves, some blushing shyly, others chatting animatedly.

"Hey, you guys said President Xuan lives here, so does he often...hehehe?" Li Miao chuckled lewdly. "Maybe," someone laughed.

"Don't be fooled by President Xuan's seemingly serious demeanor. He's actually just pretending to be serious. What's that saying again? He's a repressed pervert."

"Yes, a repressed pervert!"

"Hahaha."

The group laughed as they talked, and soon arrived at a hotel.

Although the hotel isn't a star-rated hotel, it's not that old either, and the environment looks quite nice.

Qin Xuan was waiting for them in the hall. When he saw them arrive, he welcomed them inside.

"So many people have come!" He thought there would only be a few people, but he didn't expect there to be more than a dozen.

I don't even know if there's enough room to stand in his room.

“We all came here because of your reputation, admiring your illustrious name, and sharing our beliefs,” Zhang Linke said.

"Is that so? My apologies!" Qin Xuan bowed to them.

"President Xuan, you're too kind. We've met before, just recently when you left the film crew." Someone clasped their hands in a fist and palm salute to him.

They've all become serious now, losing their previous frivolity. It's fine to joke around behind someone's back; who's foolish enough to say it to their face?

"Oh, there were too many people, I can't remember everyone, please apologize," Qin Xuan said apologetically.

"It's okay, you'll get to know each other over time," someone said dismissively.

In fact, many people only meet twice.

"Shall we go upstairs? The room might be a bit basic." Qin Xuan gestured for them to go up the stairs.

The place I stayed was on the third floor, and there was no elevator, so I had to walk up.

Just as the group was going upstairs, Zhang Linke leaned closer and whispered, "President Xuan, have you had your big sword yet?"

"Huh?" Qin Xuan asked, puzzled.

“I see a lot of girls outside, and they’re shouting ‘Big Sword.’ Tell me, what does it mean?” Zhang Linke asked curiously.

Shenke was also very curious and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop.

The others also pretended to be serious, but were actually eavesdropping secretly.

"Oh...you'll know once you've been there." Qin Xuan smiled, finding it amusing that these people hadn't even experienced it.

"How about we go together?" Zhang Linke said mysteriously.

"Why would I go with you? I don't like that kind of thing." Qin Xuan really didn't like that kind of thing anymore.

That kind of woman is of such poor quality that she no longer arouses his interest.

"Really? You live in this place and you don't like this kind of thing? I don't believe it even if you beat me to death," Zhang Linke said.

"I only live here because it's cheap and the environment is slightly better. It's not because I'm doing that kind of thing. I don't have that kind of ability." Qin Xuan doesn't have much money right now. He only paid a few thousand yuan for the technical services he provided before.

How can one possibly endure the constant eating, drinking, and bodily functions?

"Oh, okay? Then come with me, it'll be my treat." Zhang Linke tugged at his arm, looking very eager.

"Are you that thirsty?" Qin Xuan was speechless.

"Never experienced it before, bro, President Xuan, please, I beg you." Zhang Linke clasped his hands together, looking pleading.

It's true that people their age are particularly fascinated by that kind of thing, but they are too ashamed to go, so they can only find someone to accompany them.

Qin Xuan glanced at him and gestured, "Stick out your index finger."

Zhang Linke extended his index finger, which Qin Xuan grasped, then moved it a couple of times before saying, "This is the great sword."

(End of this chapter)