Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

As the hatch opened, a slightly damp breeze rushed in, carrying with it the humid heat unique to early summer.

Yang Chaoyue followed Jiang Yang down the suspension stairs, squinted at the distance, and saw a sign on the tarmac clearly stating Changsha Huanghua International Airport, with several shuttle buses slowly passing by.

In the [Battle of the Girls 4] group chat, Zhao Lushi chimed in: ["Hello everyone, I'm Zhao Lushi, a newly signed artist with Jiangyang. Are there any company rules? These aren't mentioned in the contract."]
The first thing she asked about in the group was the rules, which her father had taught her.

Although I was already familiar with Chaoyue, Haochun, Xiwei, and Ruonan, and we were friends.

Friends are friends, and colleagues are colleagues; keeping these boundaries clear is essential for a stable relationship.

The situations are different.

What's more, this is an internal company group chat, and it includes rider Zhou Ye, whom she's never met before, as well as child star Zhao Jinmai.

According to my father, he has seen too many twists and turns in the workplace.

Rules written in black and white are easy to follow, but unspoken rules hidden in people's hearts are hard to guess.

She didn't want to be that clueless newcomer.

Jiang Yang told her that she couldn't use foul language; that was the rule.

This is too easy to follow.

She's always been a very well-mannered girl who doesn't swear... right?

The message was sent to the group chat, but no one replied. Everyone was probably busy with their own things. Judging by the time, Jiang Yang and Yang Chaoyue's flight was about to land.

The afternoon sun was blindingly hot.

The asphalt road was scorching hot from the sun.

The taxi heading to the airport gradually came to a stop. Zhao Lushi got out of the back seat, and a wave of heat, accompanied by a sharp scream, rushed over, startling her so much that she shrank back.

Look into the arrival gate.

A fence was found.

packed with people.

Holding up light boards, carrying cameras, and tiptoeing forward, a dense mass of heads jostled about.

Because she was quite far away, Zhao Lushi couldn't see the words on the sign clearly.

According to Chaoyue, Bailu has eagle eyes and can see things several kilometers away.

Unfortunately, she didn't have such good eyesight.

Over the years, he's developed a silver tongue: "What's going on? Why are there so many people? It's like the Spring Festival travel rush."

After turning off the car, the driver didn't rush to collect the fare. He first took out a crumpled tissue from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead. After wiping, he casually tossed it next to the driver's seat: "There are celebrities here. These are for celebrities to pick up at the airport."

The driver, with his arm resting on the car window, glanced at the crowd gathered around the fence with disdain: "You hear that? It's noisy. That's how fans are."

"Picking up celebrities at the airport?"

Zhao Lushi was stunned.

A dense crowd and light-up signs.

An unprecedented level of excitement and madness.

The last time I saw this scene was at the launch press conference for "Fighter of the Destiny".

They all came for one person.

The words on the light sign are illegible, but they represent a journey undertaken by someone uniquely.

Zhao Lushi's eyes lit up, a smile playing on her lips, and she tentatively asked, "Jiang Yang? Or Yang Chaoyue?"

"Yang what? Never heard of her, I only know Yang Mi."

The driver shook his head, having no recollection of Yang Chaoyue.

But the name Jiang Yang that Zhao Lushi mentioned seems familiar; I feel like I've seen it somewhere before.

I don't have time to think about these things.

In areas where you can stop and leave immediately, exceeding the permitted time will result in being photographed and fined.

“Jiang Yang, Master, haven’t you seen the news about Jiang Yang these past few days? He’s an actor and a singer. He acted in ‘A Little Reunion’ and was the top scorer in the college entrance examination in Chongqing this year.”

When Zhao Lushi mentioned his name, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, revealing an undisguised pride.

Even when talking about his achievements, I feel like I'm basking in his glory.

She took out her phone and calmly opened a news flash about Jiang Yang.

I handed my phone to the middle-aged man, extending my arm and maintaining a polite distance.

The driver squinted at him and said, "Oh, this college entrance exam candidate? I recognize him. I thought his name sounded familiar. Impressive."

"I'm his fan, and Jiang Yang has fans too!"

"Running a company? That's impressive."

The driver pulled out a QR code: "Pay me, beautiful lady, it's two hundred yuan, but I'll only charge you one hundred and eighty."

One hundred and eighty?

Zhao Lushi's smile paused, then vanished, her lips tightened, and her eyes widened slightly.

She glanced at the meter, which showed thirty yuan.

She keenly realized that the driver wanted to kill her.

This wasn't the first time she'd encountered something like this. If it were Chaoyue, she might have just tolerated it; she already had experience dealing with such situations.

Looking up at the driver again, Zhao Lushi didn't immediately react, but took a deep breath: "What do you mean?" "You didn't let me pick up any passengers to share a ride the whole way, so it's bound to be more expensive, right? It's all the same price," the driver said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lushi immediately understood the situation.

One hundred and eighty is indeed not much for her.

What's most infuriating isn't being ripped off, but the other party's self-righteousness.

The phrase "everyone has their own difficulties" has become a fig leaf for taking advantage of others.

She didn't spend much time with her parents, but they taught her from a young age to be decent and follow the rules.

I also taught her that being decent doesn't mean letting others bully you, and that rules are for those who know them.

Therefore, I like to be friends with honest and upright students in school, and I will stand up for good students who are bullied by troublemakers without hesitation.

When getting on the bus, I made a point of saying, "Hello, driver."

Originally, I just wanted to quietly pay the fare, pick up Jiang Yang and Chao Yue, and then go with Jiang Yang to the program crew's location.

But people mistake her politeness for weakness.

Zhao Lushi didn't start cursing. Instead, she stared at the driver and said sharply, "It's really funny. The meter says thirty yuan. You're so blind. You don't even know how you fell into the river."

"If you don't charge by the meter, how will you survive? Everyone works hard for their money. Look at your LV bag, why are you arguing with a laborer like me about such a small amount of money? It's unnecessary, sister."

Zhao Lushi was annoyed by what she heard.

She found deliberate flattery and scheming more offensive than blatant overcharging.

If it were Hao Chun, he would have just blindly paid the money.

Especially when she heard the driver say, "Sister, please respect me. Everyone has a hard time. We're all working people, and money isn't easy to earn."

"I respect you, you son of a bitch!"

If you hold back, you'll only get angrier; snap back and you'll feel better on the spot!
Zhao Lushi immediately started cursing: "I respect working people, but I fucking respect people like you who use hardship as an excuse to bully outsiders, you son of a bitch! Don't you dare leave, you son of a bitch! If I give you 180 yuan for the fare today, my whole family will die..."

Zhao Lushi opened the passenger door and deftly pulled out the car key.

He was all polite and said "hello" when she got on the bus, but the next minute he wanted to rip her off?

The other party tried to act unreasonably, but Zhao Lushi refused to tolerate it; she was determined to confront them head-on.

I'm too lazy to argue further.

Not everyone deserves to be scolded by her.

No one can take advantage of her; her temper varies from person to person.

The driver's face instantly darkened, and he slammed his hand on the steering wheel, honking the horn. Just as he was about to lash out, he saw Zhao Lushi pull out her phone to call the police, and his momentum instantly vanished.

His hand, which had been patting the steering wheel, froze in mid-air before slowly retracting. He rubbed his hands together and quickly said, "Okay, okay, thirty it is then. You're really being petty..."

"You son of a bitch!"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll take it to heart, I'll take it to heart. Please don't call the police, or I'll have worked for nothing all day."

He forced himself to say some nice things before he managed to stop Zhao Lushi from calling the police.

After receiving the money, the driver immediately put the QR code back in his pocket.

His face showed a mixture of frustration and resentment.

The actions of shifting gears and stepping on the accelerator were swift.

It's not that I haven't seen girls with such high looks before, nor that I haven't met beauties whose clothes and demeanor clearly indicate that they are rich. The main thing is that this girl gave me the feeling that she was particularly good at cursing as soon as she opened her mouth.

He glanced at Zhao Lushi in the rearview mirror, his voice not loud but loud enough for himself to hear, and muttered, "These fangirls really have no manners!"

His tone was full of sour jealousy.

She was both jealous of Zhao Lushi's wealth and angry that she hadn't managed to swindle her.

Zhao Lushi straightened her collar and walked towards the airport arrival gate: "I hate taxi drivers who rip off customers the most. I'll laugh when everyone takes ride-hailing services and nobody takes taxis anymore."

Didn't take a few steps.

Looking back, I saw another car stop, and a girl with a camera around her neck and several light sticks tucked under her arm got out. The light sticks read: "[Yang Mi, fly bravely, bees will always follow you]".

"Hello, are you a fan of Yang Mi?" Zhao Lushi asked as the other person approached.

The other person glanced at Zhao Lushi, paused, and was surprised by her beauty.

A silk shirt dress, with a rose gold bracelet on her wrist studded with small diamonds.

Her skin was as white as a peeled egg, so smooth that you couldn't see any pores, and she wore a delicate, natural makeup look.

Her eyebrows were naturally shaped, her eyes were slightly upturned at the corners, and the leather of her bag was so clean it shone, with gold-plated metal buckles—it was clearly not a high-quality fake: "Weren't you here to pick up Yang Mi from the airport?"

“I’m a fan of Yang Chaoyue. Do you have any extra light sticks? Could you make them for me with Yang Chaoyue and Jiang Yang? I’ll pay you.”
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PS:

Thanks to the generous donor, Potato Fries, for feeding Chaoyue five Oscar statuettes, which directly made him the leader of the alliance.

Thanks to the generous patron who donated to the Alliance Leader program. Brothers in the group, please be kind and don't scold me, praise me instead. Everyone should cherish this Alliance Leader girl from Taiwan Province.

Thank you to T Yuanze for the generous donation of the Alliance Master title. Yuanze came specifically for Hao Chun, so Tai Bai will definitely write well.

I'll try my best to update more chapters; this chapter was written on set.

The main reason is that it's almost Chinese New Year, and many actors have gone home. In the past, Hengdian Pedestrian Street was full of young actors, but now you can see a lot of middle-aged and elderly people, making it look like other county towns.

The closer it gets to the Lunar New Year, the more actors are needed. Some production crews have even asked me if I'm going home for the holiday. They say they'll pay more than usual if I stay on set for the New Year.

Three alliance leaders in one day—I'm truly flattered and overwhelmed. I kneel in gratitude to these three esteemed alliance leaders. What merit do I, Taibai, possess? The slow writing pace is unavoidable, but I will strive to write a good one and avoid a poor ending. (End of Chapter)