Rebirth 05: From Coal Mine Owner to Mobile Phone Tycoon

At this moment, Meiqi, like Qu Xueer, looked anxious, fearing that Lu Yuan would really just walk away in a huff.

Wang Fei frowned, unable to bear it any longer, and prepared to speak out for justice.

Jacky Cheung looked completely bewildered. He recognized who it was, but he couldn't understand what she had to do with this.

As a result, she made some indiscriminate and insulting remarks about someone she considered a newcomer.

Li Ming's face remained expressionless, but he did feel a sense of satisfaction, watching the scene with a calm and collected demeanor.

The two new models, Wen Shanshan and Yang Ying, were trembling slightly with nervousness.

I kept wondering to myself, is this the niche of a new model? What should I do if I were to encounter someone like this?

Would my boss stand up for me?

Lu Yuan showed no respect for Wei Min, but he couldn't ignore Qu Xue'er's feelings, even if it was just because she had been so considerate of Zhou Mei earlier.

"Sister Xue'er, is the client for the music video you're shooting this menopausal auntie?"

Everyone was deep in thought. What if this Mr. Wei was the client, and he already had a conflict with Mr. Lu?

That explains everything.

Even the most easygoing people who come here won't act like a lunatic and start cursing right away.

In any case, when you're out in the world, you have to maintain a respectable image.

"Well, let me make this clear from the start: either you want her to shut up that mouth of hers that's been clogging the sewers for three days, or you'd better find someone else."

As soon as Lu Yuan opened his mouth, he was like a seasoned sarcasm master; you could almost feel the sarcasm from a distance.

Wang Fei even subconsciously covered her mouth and nose.

Wei Min, the eldest daughter of the Wei family, was trembling with anger again.

Lu Yuan was actually a little worried. What if he really got so angry that he died? Then he would become really famous.

Qu Xue'er was very anxious to explain.

"No, Mr. Lu, Ms. Wei is not the client for this music video. She is just my friend and has nothing to do with my work."

"I apologize on her behalf. She must have misunderstood something."

This left not only Lu Yuan speechless, but almost everyone else looking at Wei Min with utter disbelief.

After all this, it turns out this has absolutely nothing to do with her. Could she really be mentally unstable?

Do you live by the sea? Why are you being so nosy?

At this moment, facing the gazes of those around her, Wei Min felt that she had completely lost face.

Especially when in front of people in the entertainment industry, you need to know that you have a very high seniority in the industry, and everyone has to be very polite to you.

So what if they scold the newcomer a few times? It's still a sign of respect. They've never been treated like this before.

"You dare to make demands? What about you gives you the right to make demands of Director Qu? Is it the clothes you're wearing? Your beat-up watch? Or your completely unknown face? Let me tell you, in this industry, you're trash. Trash doesn't have the right to make demands; it only gets chosen, understand?"

"You think they're begging you to take the picture? They're giving you a handout. If you want to grab an opportunity that others dream of, then kneel down and accept it. Don't stand there putting on airs. You don't deserve to stand and talk to me."

After Wei Min finished speaking, she was still smug, thinking to herself...

"Didn't expect that, did you? You've fallen into my hands so quickly."

"You think you can mess with me, a newbie who just debuted? I'll make you kneel down and lick my boots today. If you don't lick my boots properly, you can forget about making it in this entertainment industry!"

But before she could be smug for long, a crisp slap rang out, and Qu Xue'er's raised hand was still trembling slightly.

Wei Min covered her face, looking at Qu Xue'er with disbelief in her eyes.

"Are you crazy! You dare hit me?!"

"Wei Min, wake up! This is Sir Zheng's banquet, not a place where you can act drunk and disorderly. If you like to drink and act crazy, go back home and drink there. No one will care about you if you lock yourself in the door."

The commotion was quite significant, drawing the attention of those around them. Among them were guests who had already gathered to watch earlier; they immediately pulled those around them back a few steps.

I thought to myself, "Why is it her again? But it looks like I've run into a brick wall again."

At her age, how can she be so energetic and restless?

"I don't know if you've taken the wrong medicine today or if you're possessed by a ghost. Everyone respects you because of your master and grandmaster, but I, Qu Xue'er, don't need you to teach me how to do things."

"If you love putting on airs and acting like a big shot, go back to your opera circle."

Wei Min's face flushed red and then turned pale.

"Also, Mr. Lu is a coal mining businessman from inland China, not the newly debuted artist you mentioned."

"He's not? Then what he just did..."

"What was that just now? Did you think they were begging me for a chance to be on camera?"

"I begged them to take some time out of their busy schedules to help out as a guest star!"

"I really don't know what your master taught you. You haven't learned much in terms of your own professional skills, but you've mastered the art of seniority, putting on airs, and acting like a big shot."

"Okay, let's talk about it again. Even if he's a newly debuted artist, you're attacking and bullying him without even understanding the situation."

"Is this something someone who considers themselves a senior should do?"

"I...no, it's him..."

The words were on the tip of her tongue, but Wei Min couldn't utter a sound, as if her computer had crashed.

She arrived late and didn't hear anything from before, except that Qu Xue'er asked Lu Yuan if he wanted to try making a music video, and Lu Yuan's answer sounded like he was throwing his weight around.

This instantly excited her, as she thought she had finally found an opportunity to humiliate Lu Yuan.

But to her utter surprise, Lu Yuan wasn't even in the entertainment industry; he could completely ignore her.

If Lu Yuan were truly an insider, others could say that it was a matter within one's own circle. However, this senior's words were a bit harsh towards the newcomer.

Against this backdrop of Chinese civilization, and under the influence of the teachings that value respect for teachers, outsiders really wouldn't say much.

But now that's a problem. They're not your junior at all. They've made their authority public, so it has nothing to do with respecting teachers or anything like that.

All that's left is the impression of a shrewish woman cursing and being sarcastic and mean.

At this moment, Wang Fei quietly slipped over to Lu Yuan's side and gently nudged him with her arm.

"How did you get involved with her?"

Lu Yuan looked completely innocent and pointed to his head.

"Who is she? I feel like something's not right with her."

"She's an opera singer."

"A Peking Opera singer? These days, Peking Opera singers are so high and mighty? Not many people listen to them anymore."

Lu Yuan is not saying that opera is bad or looking down on it; he is simply stating a fact.

Let alone 2005, it's still a long way from the full revival of Han culture. Even 20 years from now, there will still be very few young people who really listen to traditional opera.

For an art form, having a small audience and few fans naturally means a low status in the art world.

Take, for example, Guo Degang and Deyun Society before they became established stars.