"Mr. Lei might be overestimating a bit here; I’m only eighteen this year. In terms of life length, depth, and social experience, I’m far behind a man like Mr. Lei who has already made waves."
"That might not be the case. I’m fifty this year, and there are plenty of n older than who haven’t achieved as much, nearing their eighties and almost in their graves. So being old just ans living longer, not necessarily being more accomplished. And those younger than who’ve surpassed my achievents aren’t rare at all. So younger people aren’t necessarily worse off, like Mr. Xu here. I knew you were extraordinary the mont I saw you."
Lei Aihua emphasized, "Mr. Xu, let’s not exaggerate, but the future world should definitely have a place for you!"
"I’ll take your word for it! Haha..."
"Haha..."
A young and an old, chatting and laughing, it seed ordinary to them.
But it almost scared the people in the hall; many were wondering if they had offended that young man earlier.
Mr. Xu, who is he?
First, he’s a top writer in the online literature circle.
But in the entertainnt world, a top online writer is nothing much. You’re just soone typing away, and even after reaching the top of your industry, how much do you really earn? In contrast, top celebrities in the entertainnt industry earn annually in the millions, and with a re thirty million in their accounts, they claim they’re about to go broke. Even a pair of underwear costs thousands, so how can you compare?
Second, Mr. Xu has more than fifty million followers on Douyin and Xiaohongshu combined.
He could be classified as a celebrity.
Moreover, Mr. Xu is also one of the screenwriters for the current TV series, well, the head writer.
But these titles, honestly, an nothing much.
At least compared to capital, you might not even have the qualifications to sit at the table. Even if you manage to sit at the table, you’d be there just to smile politely, and even using your chopsticks would depend on their mood.
But!
Who is Lei Aihua?
This Lei Aihua is a major investor in the circle, which ans big capital.
Now, Mr. Xu is chatting and laughing with this impressive man, and Lei Aihua is sharing cigarettes with him, treating him as an equal.
Suddenly, Xu Lin’s status shot up imnsely, becoming an unfathomable figure in everyone’s eyes.
Xu Lin didn’t know what others thought, but afterward, everyone was extrely polite to him.
Addressing him as Mr. Xu, not daring to be disrespectful.
"What’s going on?"
Xu Lin asked Dilraba quietly.
"You know President Lei, and in the circle, he’s big capital. Seeing how happily you were chatting just now, who would dare to look down on you?" Dilraba sighed.
"Oh."
Xu Lin suddenly understood but didn’t explain further.
"Mr. Xu, let’s take a photo together!"
"We can take a photo, but if you post it on Weibo, rember to blur my face."
"Don’t worry, I’ll blur it for you!"
Then, the two of them snapped a few photos together.
After taking the pictures, Dilraba flipped through them and sighed, "So photogenic, handso and with great style. If you showed your face online, how many young girls would be infatuated?"
"That’s why I need to keep a low profile. Otherwise, what if I beco the dream of nine billion girls?"
"You’re much more handso than that so-called dream of nine billion girls!"
"Thanks for the complint!"
Xu Lin: "Also, don’t tell Zhao Zilong about this!"
"Haha, don’t worry!"
Dilraba froze for a mont. Who’s Zhao Zilong? Turns out the dream of nine billion girls had played Zhao Zilong.
"Mr. Xu, let’s take a photo too!"
At this mont, Chen Duling also ca over, expressing her desire for a photo together.
"If you post it online, rember to blur it, okay."
"I won’t post it, just keeping it in my album," Chen Duling said with a smile.
"Then let’s do it, a photo it is."
"Okay."
The two of them also took a few photos together.
As for the other actresses who wanted to co over for a photo, Xu Lin didn’t pay them any attention.
Today, Xu Lin’s status here allowed him to freely refuse anyone without needing to care about their reactions.
The opening ceremony saw quite a bit of activity.
It lasted quite a while.
There was also a group photo with the entire crew afterward, purely a crew photo. Big shot investors like Lei Aihua weren’t in it; he simply snapped a casual photo with a few celebrities like Xu Lin.
Xu Lin was in the group photo too, but he wore sunglasses and stood in an inconspicuous spot among the crowd.
He’s only eighteen and doesn’t want to beco a public figure that would disrupt his real life and break his peaceful routine.
It’s better to remain low-key for now.
The most remarkable people in the world rarely show off unless their job requires them to be in the spotlight.
"Mr. Xu, let’s find a ti to have a al together!"
Before parting, Lei Aihua exchanged personal numbers with Xu Lin.
"Sure, there’s plenty of ti in the future!"
Xu Lin nodded, agreeing with him.
The two of them reached the garage, and since Lei Aihua’s car was nearby, Xu Lin saw his car, which was an ancient Volkswagen worth just over ten thousand. If people didn’t know the owner was a big shot, any random entry-level BBA on the road might honk at him.
"Mr. Lei, still keeping it low-key. Soone of your caliber still drives this kind of car."
Xu Lin was a bit surprised; he thought Lei Aihua would at least drive a Bentley.
"Haha, getting old, no longer playing with vanity. I have plenty of luxury cars in the garage, but after tasting all the delicacies, they lose their thrill."
"True enough."
Xu Lin nodded slightly, expressing his agreent. However, he still temporarily found it hard to grasp such a high-level life realm. After all, everyone understands the theory, but aligning knowledge and action is sothing few can achieve.
Lei Aihua patted the car roof, clearly fond of it, and said, "This car is the one I drove when I was young and hadn’t made my fortune. You could say it’s been my constant companion like an old wife. No matter how many luxury cars I drive, none gives the sa feeling as this one. Aging brings worries as plentiful as gray hair, more each day, and only when I’m in this car can I find peace of mind, even though the car’s close to being scrapped. I haven’t read much, so I can’t describe these feelings well. Ah, words fail , haha..."
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