Rebirth 05: From Coal Mine Owner to Mobile Phone Tycoon

Wang Fei was also quite helpless; her rebellious spirit made her dislike these dogmatic types who relied on their seniority.

"But she is of a very high seniority. Even if people don't really agree with her, as long as it doesn't affect their core interests, they are still willing to give her some face."

"So, who is she?"

"Her master was Mei Baojiu, the son of Mei Lanfang, and she was Mei Baojiu's first disciple, which means..."

"So she's the second-generation chief disciple of the Mei School of Peking Opera?"

Wang Fei nodded.

Lu Yuan gasped. In terms of seniority, he was indeed high-ranking, but his character seemed to be the complete opposite.

"What, are you scared?"

Lu Yuan nodded, leaving Wang Fei speechless. She hadn't expected Lu Yuan to be such a soft-hearted person.

"I'm afraid I could anger her to death, and then she'd try to extort money from me."

Wang Fei couldn't help but burst out laughing, then looked around at the surroundings.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was on Wei Min and Qu Xue'er, and no one noticed them.

Wang Fei gently elbowed Lu Yuan.

"You're such a nasty person, you even talk in such a dramatic way."

"You still haven't told me how you got involved with her."

Lu Yuan could only quickly recount what had happened at the door.

Wang Fei frowned after hearing this.

"You can't blame yourself for that. Why would she walk behind someone in such a big place?"

"That's exactly right, I'm completely innocent! I'm not some god who has eyes in the back of his head."

"Aren't the Horse King's eyes located on his forehead?"

"Oh, don't worry about the details..."

At some point, Li Ming also stood beside the two of them, and suddenly spoke.

"Boss Lu, why don't you go and apologize to Master Wei again?"

Lu Yuan was full of question marks. Are you serious?

"Are you serious?"

"This whole thing started because of you. It looks like their years of friendship are about to turn into bitter enmity. Go apologize to them, and that'll be the end of it."

Lu Yuan was now certain that this guy was hostile towards him.

Lu Yuan had thought it might be his imagination, but now he's not even bothering to act anymore and is directly resorting to moral blackmail.

Lu Yuan wouldn't tolerate that, no matter if you were a superstar or not.

"Is this how you handle things? I really feel sorry for your artists."

The three women who had been following behind Li Ming looked rather pale, as if their waists weighed a ton and their knees could barely support them.

"What does this have to do with my artist? This is all your fault."

At this moment, Li Ming was unaware that Lu Yuan had already set a trap for him, and Li Ming only wanted to use his status to suppress this kid.

Completely unaware that the three women behind him, from his manager to his artist, had all changed their expressions.

As for moral blackmail, Lu Yuan, having been influenced by netizens of later generations, has many ways to deal with it.

At this moment, Lu Yuan decided to use the most satisfying fighting style.

Flip the table!

That's right, it's about flipping the table and starting a verbal attack. Aren't you trying to morally blackmail me? Aren't you going to stand on the moral high ground and make unwarranted accusations?

Then stay up there and don't come down.

"Is she your mother? Why are you standing up for her like this?"

"Or have you already accepted her as your mother on a spiritual level?"

"If you ask me, you shouldn't acknowledge your mother at all; you might as well acknowledge your ancestors instead."

"That would be so convenient. Just invite her to your ancestral hall, knock down the original ancestral tablet, and put her in it instead."

"Let her bless your descendants for eighteen generations."

"Take your own parents, wife, and children and kneel down to worship every day."

"Seriously, these days people recognize godbrothers and godsisters, and even godmothers and godfathers, but this is the first time I've ever seen someone recognize their ancestors."

"Hey, your ancestor is about to be scolded to death, why don't you go up and help him out?"

"He doesn't even dare to go; he's a good-for-nothing, an unfilial descendant."

Li Ming's face was as black as iron, but he couldn't utter a single word.

You, a person of high moral character, can't possibly argue with someone as morally deficient as me.

Now you're in an awkward situation, aren't you? I'll flip over your chair, table, and ladder.

The three women behind Li Ming seemed to hear a cracking sound; their bent backs seemed to have finally broken.

Wang Fei, however, looked on with a gleam in her eyes.

Although Lu Yuan looks cool, he has the spirit of a rock veteran who's ready to fight if he's not convinced.

This is completely different from the Mong Kok gangster vibe of MK Peak.

How to put it? One is like a young man just starting out in society, while the other is like a godfather of the mafia. They've done everything they're supposed to do and experienced everything they're supposed to experience.

Lu Yuan is undoubtedly the latter.

"Our friendship ends here for today. I won't help you with what happened today, and I don't need your help either. Let's leave each other alone from now on."

After Qu Xue'er finished speaking, she ignored Wei Min and led Mei Qi toward Lu Yuan.

Wei Min was indeed panicked; she really needed Qu Xue'er's help with what she was about to do.

Without Qu Xue'er's help, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to handle that matter on my own.

Just as I was wondering what to do, a turning point suddenly arrived.

A woman dressed in a cream-champagne-colored casual dress, exuding mature charm, squeezed through the gaps in the dispersing crowd.

He quickly walked to Qu Xue'er's side, stumbled, and almost fell.

Fortunately, Lu Yuan reacted quickly and caught him.

If there weren't so many people, Lu Yuan would have just carried her in his arms. But what's wrong with Zhou Mei? Every time she sees him outside, she trips and falls. Is there some kind of mystical power she possesses?

Zhou Mei didn't even have time to see who had helped her up.

He thanked her while quickly regaining his balance.

"Thank you so much, thank you for your help."

"You're welcome, Miss Zhou Mei."

Upon hearing that incredibly familiar voice from the past two days, Zhou Mei was first taken aback, then looked up and was taken aback again.

It really is Lu Yuan. I didn't expect that this brat could dress up and look so respectable.

"Why did you take so long to come? I thought something had gotten in the way and you couldn't make it."

Zhou Mei glared at Lu Yuan secretly, then turned to look at Qu Xue'er who had asked the question.

"Sister Xue'er, I originally had plenty of time, but I had some things to do this afternoon that took up some time, and then I went to get my makeup done, so it got a bit late."

"Fortunately, it wasn't too late; we didn't arrive after the banquet had started."

What happened this afternoon? Of course, it was doing what I wanted to do with Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan touched his nose guiltily. If he had known that Zhou Mei was also coming here, he really shouldn't have insisted on keeping her there that afternoon.

"I saw a lot of people gathered here just now, what happened?"

Qu Xue'er sighed helplessly, shook her head, and thought for a moment that it would be better to tell Zhou Mei, because there was something else involved that concerned her.

"Where should I begin? Let's start with my assistant, Meiqi, who discovered a male lead who would be perfect for the music video I recently took over."