Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: This Top Star Has Real Achievements

After rejecting several candidates in succession, even someone as thick-skinned as Li Xiang felt a little embarrassed.

Before Deng Wendi could bring up any other directors, he spoke first.

"How about we go with Luca Guadagnino? I don't trust those young directors, and the others all have their own problems."

"Compared to this person, who isn't as famous, at least during the filming, some of my ideas were incorporated..."

After hearing what he said, Deng Wendi realized what he meant and rolled her eyes at him.

"If you want a voice in creation, just say so. I had to screen so many directors for you."

"When I get back, I'll have to turn them down one by one. As for Luca, I think it's a tentative decision. We'll have to talk to him in person again before we can finalize it."

Li Xiang had no objection to this. He turned to look out the window. It was already completely dark. After drinking a few glasses of red wine, drowsiness slowly crept in.

He didn't need to be so formal in front of Deng Wendi; after greeting him, he prepared to find a place to rest.

It must be said that large private jets are indeed very comfortable.

The rear cabin even had a room specifically for putting a bed. After experiencing a high-altitude shower, he fell asleep.

Li Xiang was woken up by Sister Zhou. He had slept so soundly that he missed his first meal.

If it weren't for the worry that he wouldn't be able to handle the long flight, Sister Zhou wouldn't even have planned to call him for a second meal.

Upon returning to the lobby, one sees some of the entourage watching videos, while others gather to play cards, each passing the time during the long voyage.

Deng Wendi was even more impressive; he was engrossed in flipping through a pile of documents when he saw Li Xiang come out, and then he smiled and joked.

"You can really sleep! Now I understand how you lost weight so quickly. You'll have to spread the word about this method later."

Li Xiang, who had just woken up, was not in the mood to respond to her jokes. He was very hungry, so he took the food that Xiao Jiang had prepared and buried his head in eating.

A short while later, the flight attendant brought out another steak, sizzling and dripping with oil.

"This was specially prepared for you. Mukesh's whole family are Hindus from Gujarati origin; they don't eat meat, fish, seafood, or drink alcohol..."

"If we don't eat this meal, we don't know what we'll get to eat next when we get there."

Reminded by her, Li Xiang then remembered that the etiquette teacher had indeed mentioned that many Hindu families in India practice a vegan diet.

He stopped being polite and started eating with his knife and fork.

After chatting for a while, the group arrived safely in Mumbai, the legendary Indian city.

However, the scene before them was completely different from what they had expected. The group had just gotten off the plane and hadn't even had a chance to properly experience this magical country.

Then we saw a convoy of cars driving straight toward us from a distance.

Calling it a convoy is no exaggeration, as it was led by six motorcycles, followed by two Range Rover vehicles.

Just when Li Xiang thought this was the car that was picking them up, another extended Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove out from around the corner.

Upon comparing the two, Li Xiang instantly realized that the two Land Rovers in front of him were probably just bodyguards' cars.

This made him somewhat embarrassed.

This Range Rover is a new car that he recently bought and really likes. He even showed off to Deng Wendi that he bought two at once.

Upon arriving here, it ended up being used as the other side's security commuter vehicle...

Just when he thought it was all over, two Mercedes-Benz G-Class cars and a Cadillac Escalade followed behind the Rolls-Royce.

There were a total of six cars and six motorcycles.

Not to mention Li Xiang, even Deng Wendi, who was standing to the side, had never seen such a grand display. At least he could clearly see the undisguised surprise in Deng Wendi's eyes.

While the two were still somewhat stunned, the convoy had already driven right up to them.

"Mr. Li, Ms. Deng, welcome to Mumbai."

"I am the head of concierge at the Ambani residence. Mrs. Nita is already waiting in Antilia, and the motorcade is all ready."

Meeting Deng Wendi's gaze, Li Xiang nodded slightly and said politely, "Thank you for the arrangement. It's an honor to visit you."

Deng Wendi quickly followed up, saying, "Thank you for your kind hospitality. The journey has been quite smooth."

The concierge immediately stepped aside and raised his hand, gesturing for the way. "Your luggage will be transported separately by a support vehicle. Please get in this way."

After saying that, he gestured, and the bodyguards next to him stepped forward to escort the two of them toward the extended Rolls-Royce Phantom.

"It's about a forty-minute drive to Antila. I'll inform the manor in advance. I wish you two distinguished guests a safe journey."

The car started moving slowly, and the two looked at each other before slowly coming back to their senses.

Li Xiang couldn't hold back any longer and turned to Deng Wendi beside him, saying, "Is this the standard for everyone?"

Unexpectedly, Deng Wendi gently shook his head.

"Even some of the young princes of the British royal family don't get this kind of entourage when they go out. It seems they really consider us honored guests."

After saying that, she whispered a reminder to Li Xiang, "The other party is giving you a lot of face, so you'd better be very careful later."

Li Xiang could only nod in agreement.

Even though he is now an international superstar, in this day and age, no one else would be surrounded by such a entourage.

He had originally thought that sending three or five cars to pick him up would be enough, but he never expected it to be such a grand affair.

For a moment, he really couldn't accept it, but luckily he was thick-skinned and kept telling himself that he was also a prince, which made him feel a little better.

"Look outside!"

Hearing Deng Wendi's low reminder, Li Xiang turned to look out the window.

The convoy had already left the airport, but the scene before them was even more shocking than what they had just witnessed.

Although the motorcycle convoy at the very front was not visible.

But seeing the scene, like Moses parting the sea, splitting all the vehicles on both sides of the road in the middle, still gave him a great shock.

The vehicle beneath him moved smoothly, while pedestrians on the road scrambled to avoid it.

Some people dropped what they were holding, but didn't dare bend down to pick it up; they just stared wide-eyed at the Rolls-Royce.

If it weren't for the city in front of him reminding him that he was in India, Li Xiang would probably have thought he had arrived in some African tribe and was being received by the chief.

Such power cannot be described in words without experiencing it firsthand.

Only now did he truly realize the immense power that money wields in this land.

At the same time, he was also very fortunate not to have been born in such a country, otherwise, as an ordinary citizen, he would probably have been one of those people who were just driven away.

Just then, a loud crash drew Li Xiang and Deng Wendi's attention back.

A private car was unable to avoid it and crashed hard into the roadside stalls with canopies, destroying the entire area of ​​stalls.

Even so, the driver showed no intention of stopping.

This scene was even more shocking than any of the arrogant and domineering acts he had witnessed in his previous life.

After all, those who act arrogantly and domineeringly at least have to come down and shout a few times, or even take a fight.

But the convoy acted as if nothing had happened, continuing to move steadily forward, as if the accident was insignificant.

"I don't know if I bumped into anything..." He hadn't finished speaking when he was lightly bumped.

Li Xiang then realized that this was not the time to discuss this matter, so he immediately shut his mouth and stopped talking.