Chapter 4 Our own artist has left.
The thought of having to apologize to her former nemesis, especially in person, made Yu Yue feel terrible.
She couldn't bear to imagine how awkward that scene would be.
Regardless of whether the other party will recognize her after ten years, if they do, she will be incredibly embarrassed; if they don't, she will be even more embarrassed.
Yu Yue wasn't unwilling to apologize. Although she didn't think it was her fault, it did affect the other party, especially since it was her mortal enemy. She didn't want to owe him anything.
If possible, she is willing to express her apology online or by phone, as long as it's not in person.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned; she had to go through that door to show her sincerity.
Just as Yu Yue was worrying about what to say when she met the other person, her 'Five Salted Fish' buddy group on her phone was already in an uproar.
This group consists of friends I met while playing games. We talk about almost everything, from daily life to work and relationships.
After learning that the photo of the handsome guy with short legs that everyone was talking about today was taken by Yu Yuexiu, they all started giving her bad advice.
[Darling: What?! Your boss wants you to go to the artist's house to apologize?]
[Sweet Fish: Oh my god, what amazing news! I'll go for you! I'm the best at apologizing!!]
[Handsome Fish: Miss...aren't you still on vacation in the Maldives healing your heartbreak?]
[Darling: I'm booking a ticket and flying back right now!!]
[Lazy Fish: If I weren't at work, I'd want to join in the fun too, hehe]
Seeing everyone's reactions in the group, Yu Yue wore a bitter expression and opened the chat box to reply. She didn't actually tell everyone about her feud with Xin Xiaoqi; she simply explained the cause and effect.
[Le Yuyu: I'm really worried about this, can you guys be serious for once...]
[Lazy Fish: This isn't really your fault, so don't put too much pressure on yourself.]
[Shuai Yuyu: Yeah, who says I can't edit pictures at home? You didn't post it on purpose.]
[Darling: Based on my years of experience in spotting sluts, it must have been your hypocritical roommate who did it. No wonder I disliked her the last time I saw her.]
[Meiyuyu: The guy is indeed handsome, but he looks like someone you don't want to mess with. Meiyuyu, are you sure you want to go and apologize to him on Leyuyu's behalf? Hahaha]
[Sweet Fish: I'll teach you a trick. When you get there and see him, just go soft and fall into his arms. He'll definitely forgive you. Trust me.]
[Le Yuyu: ...]
[Handsome Fish: Haha, Sweet Fish, that's a good idea!]
[Lazy Fish: Yeah, don't worry, just go for it!]
[Lazy Fish: If all else fails, use Cute Fish's strategy /doge]
Yu Yue: ……
My initial anxiety and tension instantly dissipated because of the chat in the group.
[Leyuyu: Are you sure?]
[Darling: If I weren't still in the Maldives, you wouldn't have had a chance]
[Le Yuyu: Go away, go away! You woman who forgets loyalty for lust]
[Le Yuyu: Okay, that's all for now. I've taken a taxi, we'll talk later.]
Without reading the replies, Yu Yue turned off her phone and got into a taxi.
Mr. Wei has already sent her the other party's address and asked her to go there before 5 o'clock because they will be leaving by plane tonight.
Yu Yue glanced at it and realized it was a five-star hotel.
Fortunately, it's not far, at most a half-hour drive, so we still have time.
...
Inside the hotel suite at this moment.
"Get ready, someone's coming soon." Xin Qi's agent, Li Youliang, walked over, having just hung up the phone, and said to someone lazily lounging on the sofa playing games, "The brand just called me and said that the people from that photography studio will come to apologize."
His response came from the game sound effects on his phone.
"Hey, what time is it now? You're still in the mood to play games?!" Li Youliang was furious when he saw his artist like this. "You should pay more attention. Look at the mess the internet is in."
"Oh, what a mess it is?" The person continued playing the game leisurely, their long fingers rapidly tapping the screen, eliminating one opponent after another, their tone nonchalant. "When did I become so popular?"
They're all laughing at you for having short legs.
"Laugh if you want to."
"You..." The manager was exasperated. He looked up and touched his head, only to find that he didn't have much hair left, before dejectedly letting it fall back down. He said weakly, "I'm telling you, Young Master Xin, the person is almost here. You can decide what to do with them yourself. I don't care anymore."
This matter is neither insignificant nor major.
While the online uproar among fans and the various conspiracy theories surrounding the artist have unwittingly boosted his popularity, it has also attracted many casual viewers who are simply curious about the situation. Furthermore, the only problematic image is a single solo photo from the red carpet; all other videos and group photos appear normal, directly proving that the issue isn't with the artist, but rather with that particular photo.
Even in the comments section, more and more casual viewers started praising Xin Qi's good looks, becoming fans of her appearance. This made her manager, Li Youliang, feel much better. It could be said that this incident actually turned out to be a blessing in disguise for them. He didn't care to pursue the matter further; doing the brand a favor was a good thing. Of course, negotiating some compensation would be even better.
Therefore, Li Youliang simply said that he would wait for the other party to come and explain before deciding how to handle the situation.
Moreover, he has no right to forgive on behalf of the artist; ultimately, it depends on Xin Qi's own attitude.
only……
Li Youliang glanced helplessly at his artist who was engrossed in playing video games and sighed.
Since taking in this young master, his hair has been thinning day by day.
But he had to admit, the other person was the most handsome person he had ever seen. Even after years in the entertainment industry, he could guarantee that there was no male celebrity more handsome than Xin Qi from every angle. Even when beautiful female stars stood next to him, the first person they would notice was still this guy.
He has a natural charisma that attracts everyone's attention and makes him shine.
Otherwise, why would I have resigned from Starry Night Entertainment to work for a kid who hadn't even debuted yet?
Unfortunately, nothing is perfect. The more perfect this guy's appearance is, the more difficult his personality is to deal with.
You can only say that you have to raise the kids you chose, even if you have to hold your nose.
Just as agent Li Youliang was lost in thought, the landline in the room rang.
"Hello." He walked quickly to the bedside and answered the phone.
"Hello sir." It was the voice of the hotel receptionist. "There is a Ms. Yu Yue from Flying Photography Studio downstairs. She said she has an appointment with you."
Li Youliang calculated the time and concluded that the other party should be the one who came to apologize, so he nodded and said, "Yes, let her up."
...
Downstairs at the front desk, Yu Yue waited nervously.
The receptionist hung up the phone, nodded to her, and said, "Go upstairs, it's room 902 on the 9th floor."
As she spoke, she walked to the elevator and pressed the floor button for Yu Yue.
"Thank you," Yu Yue said, and stepped forward.
The hotel is very luxurious; even the elevators are semi-transparent, allowing you to enjoy the view outside as you ascend.
Unfortunately, Yu Yue was not in the mood to appreciate it at the moment.
Soon, the elevator arrived at the 9th floor.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, she saw the room number 902, which was easy to find.
Behind the door is the other person's room.
Yu Yue took a deep breath, mentally prepared herself, and then pressed the doorbell.
"Here he is." Inside the room, manager Li Youliang glanced at his artist, who remained unmoved, sighed, resignedly turned around, and went out to open the door. Before leaving, he quietly closed the door behind him.
Xin Qi seems to have absolutely no interest in meeting the other party, nor does he intend to.
Sure enough, after he opened the door, there was no sound from inside the room.
"Hello, I'm Yu Yue from Flying Photography Studio. You can call me Xiao Yu."
Standing outside was a pretty young girl wearing glasses, with a slightly pale complexion. She looked quite young, probably a recent graduate. She even seemed a little nervous when introducing herself.
"He's probably a newcomer who's been pushed out to take the blame," Li Youliang thought to himself, taking a half-step back to let the other person in.
Yu Yue was indeed nervous. She had never been so nervous before, especially thinking about seeing someone soon. Her toes were practically digging into the ground.
"Come with me." Li Youliang said nothing, but led her to another room and knocked on the door. "Xiao Qi, I've brought people."
The game sounds inside continued uninterrupted.
"I'm not going to see you. You can handle it yourself." An impatient voice rang out from inside the door. "Don't disturb my game."
Li Youliang: As expected...
He remained silent and turned to look at his side.
Yu Yue instantly understood. Since the other party didn't intend to meet, that was perfect. So she quickly started speaking and recited the apology she had prepared on the way.
"Hello Mr. Xin Qi, this was indeed my mistake. I had a high fever last night and my mind was foggy when I was editing the photos, which caused me to make a mistake and... I'm very sorry for the trouble I've caused you..."
Yu Yue kept her head down, finished speaking in one breath, then bowed deeply to the door, holding her breath and waiting while maintaining a ninety-degree bow.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, and there was no sound in the room.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
She couldn't help but peek through the crack in the door, and could vaguely see a pair of long legs crossed on the golden embroidered carpet.
Wow, this guy's legs are really long...
Yu Yue was momentarily distracted.
That's right, he wasn't that tall when he was in junior high.
"Ahem." Perhaps because no one had spoken for a long time, Li Youliang, who had been standing to the side, cleared his throat to ease the atmosphere. "Alright, get up."
He noticed the girl looked terrible as soon as she entered; she clearly still had a fever. He worried something might happen to her here.
So he quickly told her to get up.
He wasn't some newbie just starting out in the workplace. Having worked in the talent agency industry for so long, he'd seen all sorts of people and naturally knew that in such a large photography studio, an accident couldn't possibly be caused by just a small assistant in charge of photo editing.
The photographer, the company's supervisor in charge of review, and the person responsible for reviewing photos when the brand releases them—including himself—were all lazy and didn't coordinate with the other party to review the photos.
After all, he hadn't expected that his own artist would run into problems with the photos.
That person, that face, even their unedited photos can be used directly, flawless from every angle, there's no way they could have an unflattering picture, it was just his oversight.
Therefore, Li Youliang did not intend to make things difficult for a sick young girl who was being dragged out by the company to take the blame and apologize.
He didn't want to pursue the matter any further. He wondered why the other party had photoshopped that picture. If they wanted to smear their own artist, they wouldn't have used such a clumsy method. Anyone with eyes could see that something was wrong.
It's likely that the person was feeling resentful about being sick and having to work overtime, so they secretly photoshopped a picture to vent their frustration. However, for some unknown reason, the picture was sent to the brand, leading to this accidental incident.
If Yu Yue knew what the other person was thinking, she would be surprised, because Li Youliang's observations were very accurate, and his guesses were almost always right.
"Go back now, I'll contact your boss, Mr. Wei, later." If you want to negotiate some benefits, you definitely have to talk to their boss. The young girl in front of me is just a scapegoat.
"Okay, thank you for your understanding." Yu Yue bowed again, instantly feeling relieved.
Thankfully, no one was there. After completing her mission, Yu Yue thanked everyone again and fled as if she were escaping.
Seeing her relieved figure as she walked away, Li Youliang smiled, shook his head, and pushed open the door to Xin Qi's room.
"They're gone?" Xin Qi glanced at her manager during a break from the game.
"She's gone." Li Youliang sat down in the chair. "She's a little girl, quite cute."
Xin Qi sneered, "You sleazy old man."
Li Youliang: ? ?
"I'm only thirty-three this year!"
"You were called grandpa by an elementary school student last time."
Li Youliang's face was dark; he just looked a little older than his age. Unwilling to accept this, he retorted, "I am mature and composed."
Upon hearing this, his own artist glanced at him sideways with her long, narrow, dark eyes, her meaning clear without a word.
Li Youliang had liver pain and decided to change the subject.
"That girl's name was quite interesting, Yuyue (Joy), even though she didn't look joyful at all. Come to think of it, it's no wonder she couldn't be joyful with a company like this." He was talking to himself, completely unaware that his artist next to him had suddenly stopped playing games and stood there stunned.
"What did you say her name was?" Xin Qi frowned.
"Huh?" Li Youliang was interrupted and was taken aback for a moment before saying, "Pleasant."
"Which Yu, which Yue?" The voice sounded anxious.
“How would I know?” Li Youliang said speechlessly, giving him a strange look. “She just told me her name was Yu… Wait a minute, why are you concerned about her name…”
Before he could finish speaking, a long leg swept over his head and shot him away, even throwing his phone to the ground where it bounced and landed at his feet. The screen remained lit, displaying the game in progress.
"..."
Li Youliang was stunned, clutching his head.
Who is he? Where is he? Why did my own artist suddenly fly over my head...?
It's not like hurdles, wait, it's not a 'hurdle' either...!
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