Chapter 814 Xu Qingyin's Viciousness
After hanging up the phone, Xu Qingyin tossed her phone onto the coffee table, stood up from the sofa, and looked around the room. She was fairly satisfied.
She turned to the assistant who was tidying up the master bedroom and shouted, "I want an iced Americano, go buy it for me right now!"
The assistant rushed out of the bedroom. "Okay, Sister Yinyin, is it alright to buy it at the coffee shop downstairs?"
“No way.” Xu Qingyin stood in front of the French windows and pointed across the street: “That shop across the street, I only like their coffee. You have ten minutes to get back.”
"Okay, I'll go buy it right away!" The assistant nodded repeatedly, grabbed her phone, and hurriedly left.
The coffee shop across the street is nearly 200 meters away from the hotel, and with the time to wait in line, a ten-minute round trip is simply not enough.
But the assistant didn't dare to argue. When Xu Qingyin said ten minutes, she knew she was in for a scolding.
Xu Qingyin was spoiled as a pampered young lady in the Xu family since childhood. When she entered the entertainment industry, she needed to create a persona in front of the public. She adopted the gentle persona of a national older sister, which made her feel quite stifled.
For Xu Qingyin, beating and scolding her assistant was just a small pleasure to relieve stress in her daily life.
She's been in the industry for three years, and she's already had several assistants. Her manager knows her temperament, so every time she hires an assistant, she specifically chooses young girls from impoverished families who are just starting out in society, and they even sign confidentiality agreements beforehand. None of the assistants dare to resist; they can only endure it until Xu Qingyin herself gets fed up and starts clamoring for a replacement, or until they suffer physical harm before a replacement is finally chosen.
The agent is also having a headache about this.
The company arranged for Xu Qingyin to join the opera troupe for training, which was also for the purpose of creating a persona.
This was an opportunity the company had secured. Xu Qingyin only needed to train with the troupe for a week before leaving. After that, when the opera troupe went on a national tour, she would symbolically perform in one or two shows. Then the company would buy marketing accounts and promote Xu Qingyin's multi-talented persona.
In recent years, intangible cultural heritage has gradually entered the public eye and gained social attention. This is also a very good new track for most celebrities. The company plans to use Yue Opera, an intangible cultural heritage, to improve Xu Qingyin's public image.
Although Xu Qingyin didn't really like it, Zhou Jingye had personally requested her to come, so she could only put up with it and deal with it!
She was initially quite annoyed, but unexpectedly running into Fu Nian'an here made Xu Qingyin feel much better.
Perhaps, this is the destiny between her and Fu Nian'an!
...
In the coffee shop, the assistant walked up to Lin Xiangyu and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, are you in a hurry?"
Lin Xiangyu turned to look at the assistant and felt that the person looked familiar, but couldn't remember who it was for a moment.
She looked puzzled and asked, "Is there something you need?"
"Here's the thing, I'm here to buy coffee for my boss. My boss is a bit impatient, so I was wondering if you could let me cut in line if you're not in a rush?"
Seeing that her assistant was almost in tears, and since she wasn't in a hurry, Lin Xiangyu nodded and said, "Then you can order first."
"Thank you!" the assistant said, bowing deeply. "Thank you so much!"
Lin Xiangyu rarely encountered anyone more enthusiastic than herself, and was somewhat flattered. "It's nothing, don't worry about it, hurry up."
"good!"
The assistant walked up to Lin Xiangyu and said to the waiter, "Hello, could I have an iced Americano, please?"
The iced Americano was packed up, and the assistant carried it over. She turned around and thanked Lin Xiangyu again before rushing out.
Looking at that sprinting figure, you'd think he was delivering coffee to the King of Hell!
Lin Xiangyu looked away and said to the waiter, "Hello, I'd like a cappuccino, please."
Waiter: "To go or to drink on the spot?"
"Drink it now."
Lin Xiangyu took a coffee and sat down by the window.
She was out killing time.
Fu Nian'an hadn't left yet, and she, as the third wheel, felt embarrassed to stay any longer.
I spent almost two hours drinking a cup of cappuccino.
She checked the time and figured Fu Nian'an should have left by now.
She stood up, zipped up her coat, put her hands in her pockets, and strolled toward the hotel.
...
As Lin Xiangyu stepped out of the elevator and was about to walk towards her room, she suddenly saw a familiar figure.
Is it that girl from the coffee shop?
Lin Xiangyu stood and watched for a while, noticing the girl squatting on the ground with her head down and her shoulders slightly swaying.
It looks like she's crying.
Lin Xiangyu is soft-hearted; once she sees something, she can't pretend she didn't.
She walked up to the assistant and slowly knelt down: "Miss, are you alright?"
The assistant paused, then hurriedly raised her hand to wipe away her tears, "I, I'm fine..."
"You've been crying and you're still saying you're okay?" Lin Xiangyu looked up and glanced around, then looked at her assistant. "Did your boss kick you out?"
The assistant didn't speak, only nodded slightly.
This floor is inhabited by the extremely wealthy and powerful, or celebrities like Le Yan.
Lin Xiangyu sighed and took out a box of tissues from her bag. "Wipe it off."
The girl took the tissue from Lin Xiangyu and whispered thank you.
Lin Xiangyu couldn't help her either; she couldn't afford to offend either wealthy businessmen or celebrities.
After offering a few words of comfort to the assistant, he got up and headed towards their room.
...
Lin Xiangyu knocked on the door, and it opened quickly.
Lin Xiangyu lowered her voice, "Mr. Fu has left, hasn't he?"
Le Yan was both amused and exasperated. "He's gone. He's busy too, you know?"
Lin Xiangyu walked in and closed the door, then turned to Le Yan and started gossiping: "I just met a girl at the coffee shop who was buying coffee for the owner. She asked me if she could cut in line, and I saw she was in a real hurry, so I let her. And guess what? I just came up and saw her outside!"
Le Yan sat down on the sofa, crossed her legs, and picked up the script beside her. "And then?"
Lin Xiangyu walked over and sat down next to Le Yan. "She's crying. She looks so pitiful!"
Le Yan paused, looking at her, "You got hit by the boss?"
Lin Xiangyu shook her head. "I don't know if she was hit or not, but she was definitely harassed by the boss. I handed her a pack of tissues, offered a few words of comfort, and then left. After all, the people living on this floor are people we can't easily mess with."
Le Yan smiled and patted Lin Xiangyu on the shoulder, "Our Xiangyu is very clear-headed."
"It's just that she's younger than me, and we seem to be from the same hometown based on her accent. It makes me feel a little uneasy," Lin Xiangyu sighed, then added, "Sure enough, not everyone is as lucky as me to have such a beautiful best friend and boss like you! I'm so lucky!"
Le Yan: "..."
This made her beautiful.
After telling Lin Xiangyu about this little incident, Le Yan didn't take it to heart anymore.
Unexpectedly, Lin Xiangyu saw that assistant again at the opera house the next day!
She was on her way to the tea room to get Le Yan a pot of warm water when she passed a lounge and suddenly heard a girl's piercing pleas for mercy coming from inside—
Lin Xiangyu was startled by the noise. While she was still in a daze, the door to the lounge opened!
Xu Qingyin walked out and closed the door to the lounge behind her.
"That slut is so weak!" she muttered under her breath, a hint of malice still lingering on her usually gentle and charming face. She dialed her agent's number: "This one won't do. Have someone come and take her away, and give her some money to settle things."
The agent roared from the other end of the line, "You've crippled someone again?!"
Xu Qingyin turned and walked forward, her voice cold: "You can't even give me a massage? Does it make a difference whether you cripple this kind of trash or not?"
The woman's figure gradually disappeared into the distance.
At the corner, Lin Xiangyu held up her phone and recorded everything.
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