Chapter 14: Fight as much as you want, I'll cover your medical expenses.
Fu Yan really got incredibly lucky this time.
The juice advertisement she auditioned for was for a newly launched product from Lehaha, a beverage company with high national recognition.
If the brand hadn't requested to use a newcomer, Fu Yan wouldn't have had this opportunity.
"But haven't you been in the industry for two years?" Wen Yao asked, puzzled.
"Sigh." Fu Yan laughed awkwardly. "It's just that I'm not very well-known, so I don't get much exposure."
"Wow, senior, are you here for an audition too?"
Wen Yao was sitting with Fu Yan waiting for the audition when several people walked down the corridor. The one speaking was the girl in the lead.
She wore a white dress, and her hair was straight and black, just like a plain, natural face. She was a classic beauty with delicate features.
She clearly shares the same image as Fu Yan—both are known for their innocent and pure image.
Fu Yan's expression immediately turned sour. Without saying a word, she turned her back to the girl.
But the girl in the white dress persisted, "I haven't seen any of your work in so long, I thought you had given up acting."
"You have to have either an opportunity or a way out. There are plenty of capable people, but how many can actually make it to the top?"
"Sometimes you have to accept your fate; no matter how hard you try, it's useless if you're not suited for a particular industry."
"Did you hear a dog barking?" Although she didn't know what was going on, this person was clearly mocking Fu Yan. Wen Yao lowered her eyelashes slightly, showing a bit of the original owner's cold beauty vibe.
"Hahahaha..." Fu Yan laughed as brightly as a sunflower, "Yeah, the barking is so noisy, I don't know whose dog it is, they have no manners."
Despite being mocked, the woman in the white dress didn't react, maintaining her gentle smile, "Anyway, I wish you good luck, senior."
She continued walking forward with the people behind her, pausing slightly as she passed Fu Yan, her soft yet chilling voice drifting over:
"Fu Yan, you will never succeed, I promise."
Fu Yan gave a disdainful snort, but Wen Yao noticed that her hands were clenched into fists.
Ren Jijing, who had just returned from buying water, only caught a glimpse of the tail. "What's going on, Xiaoyan? Do you know Liu Piao'er?"
Liu Piao'er is a pure and innocent young actress who gained some popularity last year, while Fu Yan is no different from an ordinary person, and theoretically the two have no connection.
"Tell me about it." Wen Yao gently nudged Fu Yan. How could Miss Fu know such a two-faced, hypocritical green tea?
"Let's call us old enemies." Fu Yan's face was flushed with anger, like a Samoyed with its fur standing on end.
The Fu family is very open-minded about their children's education, and they basically cultivate them according to their talents and interests.
When Fu Yan was born, as their only daughter, she was pampered and indulged. The little girl eventually learned to dance, and even though her talent was average, her family fully supported her.
Unlike her two older brothers who frequently appear in the public eye, Fu Yan dislikes socializing in high society and prefers to make friends with like-minded people on her own. Her parents never interfere with this.
She made several good friends in college, one of whom was a talented man majoring in Chinese language and literature. He had a relationship with Fu Yan and wrote a script specifically for her.
Unfortunately, Liu Piao'er ended up as the female lead, and the boy was caught in bed with another man by Fu Yan.
"Hehe, that scumbag even threatened to jump off a building to stop me from breaking up with him, and then he really did fall."
"It's a pity he didn't die, he just broke his leg."
Fu Yan sneered, "She has a bad character but is quite talented. After Liu Piao'er acted in that movie, she marketed herself as the nation's first love, and then everything went smoothly for her."
"That scumbag is like a pair of eggs hanging under his eyebrows; he can only blink but can't see," Wen Yao commented seriously.
Fu Yan's character, family background, and appearance are far superior to Liu Piao'er's. Although both have a pure and innocent look, Liu Piao'er is too bland and unremarkable; at best, she's a lower-budget version of Fu Yan.
After waiting for a while, Fu Yan was notified to go in for an interview.
Just a few minutes after entering, Wen Yao heard a noisy commotion coming from inside, as if they were fighting.
Wen Yao and Ren Jijing exchanged a glance and sensed something was wrong, so they both rushed into the room.
Inside the room, Fu Yan grabbed the director by the collar with one hand and smashed a juice bottle used as a prop against his face with the other.
Three or four people stepped forward to stop Fu Yan, pulling her arms and grabbing her hair, leaving several scratches on her delicate arms.
Wen Yao's mind was racing, and she quickly pulled out her phone. "Stop it, or I'll call the police!"
Having finally broken free from Fu Yan's grasp, the male director's face was contorted and flushed, his eyes blazing with fury. No one had dared to treat him like this in years. "Fine, call the police! I'll make this bitch kneel down and apologize to me!"
"A complete novice dares to act arrogantly in front of me!"
"Xiaoyan, what's going on?" Ignoring the director, Wen Yao pulled Fu Yan behind her.
“That director is a beast. As soon as I came in, he looked at my information sheet and said I was too old and that I looked too old for this advertisement.”
"Then, he actually touched my butt and said I could take other shortcuts." Fu Yan gritted her teeth in anger.
Heh, Wen Yao was furious and let out a cold laugh.
She looked at the director, whose face was bruised and swollen, and said, "What kind of toad are you, trying to engage in underhanded dealings? Don't you even know how to pee without a mirror? Take a look at yourself and see what you are."
"You call a 24-year-old girl old? Shouldn't you be buried with that kind of appearance? Which grandson dug you out of your coffin? Should I send you back to your grave?"
The male director turned pale from the scolding, and he spat, "What's with the pretense of high-mindedness? There are plenty of people in this industry who will try to curry favor with me. If you don't have any connections and aren't willing to make sacrifices, you might as well quit!"
"lady!"
Before entering, Wen Yao notified her two bodyguards to come up quickly, and they arrived shortly afterward.
Fu Yan was still catching her breath and breathing heavily, which worried Wen Yao.
She patted Fu Yan on the back, "Still not satisfied? Want to keep hitting her?"
Fu Yan nodded firmly.
"Then I'd like to trouble the two bodyguards to keep an eye on the others and prevent them from interfering with Xiaoyan."
Wen Yao smiled radiantly, and she shook the pigeon egg in her hand again. The light reflected from the lamplight flashed into the eyes of everyone in the room. "Xiao Yan, vent your anger as much as you want. Beat her to death as long as you don't kill her."
"I'll cover all the medical expenses today!"
As she spoke, she took a few steps back and locked the door from the inside, allowing Fu Yan, who had been practicing dance for many years and possessed extremely strong explosive power, to slam the director, who was like a good-for-nothing, to the ground and beat him severely.
Several minutes later, the person who couldn't get the door open no matter how hard they knocked called security.
With a loud "bang!", the door was kicked open.
The commotion was so loud that it alerted Lehaha's management; more than a dozen people were already standing outside, including Liu Piao'er.
Liu Piao'er feigned surprise, covering her mouth and saying softly, "Oh my god, what happened? Senior, how could you hit the director?"
Even if you're not chosen, don't get angry or embarrassed!
She did it on purpose. There are high-ranking executives from Lehaha here. Even if the investigation finds it was the director's fault, they won't have a good impression of Fu Yan for assaulting someone in public.
Fu Yan definitely won't get this advertisement, and she probably won't get any advertisements from Lehaha in the future either.
But the young executive from Lehaha standing next to Liu Piao'er ignored her.
The executive, dressed in a suit and with her hair neatly styled in a bun, walked forward with a slight frown.
"Wen Yao, you've come to my house to cause trouble?"
"It's been so long, you've really grown up."
There was a hint of anger in his voice, yet strangely, it also revealed a touch of intimacy and resentment.
Wen Yao looked at the person who had come in, and wow, it really was someone she knew.
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