Chapter 68

Recently, the Yanjing Hotel is hosting the largest fashion show in Asia, attracting thousands of companies from around the world to participate. The exhibits are abundant and varied, with models of both genders in abundance, making for a particularly pleasing sight.

Tonight, the fashion show segment concluded perfectly. Most of the models representing the participating companies have completed their work at this fashion show. The remaining models will join the platform models, wearing the clothing from the participating brands, to be displayed at the booths.

Quan Zhiyan came to China mainly to relax, only taking on the runway show and not the platform modeling. After tonight, she can return home, as her assistant has already booked a flight for tomorrow.

But for some reason, the closer the return date gets, the more nervous she feels.

That incident should be over by now...

No one in the country is talking about it anymore, right...

Has the company helped me secure new roles...

Can I still be the lead actress...

So frustrating...

Around nine in the evening, despite her female assistant's strong objections, Quan Zhiyan left the hotel, intending to go out and clear her mind, easing her troubled emotions.

A little fresh air will do, but I can't go to a bar again, bars...

Thinking of the bar, Quan Zhiyan naturally recalled that night's madness and the guy whose name she still doesn't know.

That despicable liar, he tricked me several times...

"Hey, stop following me, I'm just going for a walk nearby."

"How can that be! It's so late, it's dangerous for a girl to go out alone. Haven't you heard about the bandits in China? You can't even sing..."

"Do you really believe what you see on TV?"

"Why not? Don't they say China is very poor and backward?"

"Poor? You've been in Yanjing for over ten days, do you still think China is very poor and backward?"

The female assistant thought seriously: "That's not necessarily true. Like in our country, movies and TV shows are always set in Seoul's wealthy areas and resorts..."

Quan Zhiyan felt helpless, got off the elevator, and quickened her pace, trying to shake off her clingy assistant. But just as she stepped out of the hotel, she accidentally bumped into someone at the entrance.

She hurriedly apologized in her rusty Chinese: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Hey, isn't that the big star Zhiyan from South Korea?" The other person was a young girl with chestnut-blonde hair, tall and beautiful, speaking in Korean with a mocking tone in her eyes, expression, and voice.

Quan Zhiyan's face stiffened, and she struggled to say, "Senior, I'm sorry, it was my fault just now, please forgive me."

In South Korea, the hierarchy between seniors and juniors is strict.

Respect for seniors and the order of age are deeply ingrained in every Korean from a young age. This relationship, like the hierarchical structure of feudal society, demands that no one overstep their bounds in life, school, and the workplace.

This relationship is even more pronounced in the Korean entertainment industry.

Artists, due to the nature of their profession, have every small action magnified by the lens and further interpreted by the Korean public as part of their character. Therefore, the etiquette between seniors and juniors is especially important, deeply ingrained in their minds, and they are even more cautious in their behavior.

The blonde girl was Quan Zhiyan's former colleague, both signed to the same modeling agency. However, the blonde girl was older, had entered the industry earlier, and joined the modeling agency before Quan Zhiyan, making her a senior in every aspect.

Although Quan Zhiyan was more popular and famous in the Korean modeling industry, she dared not show any disrespect in the face of the blonde girl's sarcastic remarks, using respectful language and apologizing.

Her assistant also rushed over to join her in apologizing and speaking nicely to the other girl.

However, the blonde girl was not willing to let her off, maintaining a senior's demeanor and continuously scolding her.

Why don't you watch where you're going?

Do you know how rude you were just now?

Is this how ihq educates its artists!

Is it so great to be heavily promoted by ihq, thinking you can look down on everyone?

Don't forget you just lost the lead role in a movie, and the two TV dramas you starred in were also mediocre!

How could the company have signed you in the first place?

ihq's standards are getting worse, signing someone like you.

You're just lucky to have a bit of popularity, don't think you can act superior!

I'm doing this for your own good.

You were so careless, what if you had bumped into a foreigner tonight?

This is China, not South Korea. It's not just embarrassing for you, but you're tarnishing the image of South Korea. Can you take that responsibility!

It's good that Director Kong Shangzhe had the foresight not to cast you as the lead...

At the entrance of the Yanjing Hotel, the blonde girl scolded Quan Zhiyan for over half an hour, still not satisfied.

Occasionally, guests would enter and exit the Yanjing Hotel, passing by them and casting curious glances. The security guards, due to the international nature of the hotel, did not intervene. Instead, onlookers gradually gathered to watch the spectacle.

It didn't matter that they didn't understand Korean; two beautiful women in summer attire were quite a sight, especially foreigners.

Foreigners arguing on the street was rare, and such a scene couldn't be missed.

Quan Zhiyan had never offended the blonde girl while at the modeling agency. But some grudges between women are irrational, especially those involving envy and jealousy. Even if you haven't wronged me, I just can't stand you!

Quan Zhiyan kept her head down, enduring it, her face flushed, and her fists clenched white.

The female assistant was both anxious and angry, but could do nothing to help, only feeling helpless.

When the blonde girl mentioned the lead role being taken by someone else, Quan Zhiyan finally snapped.

"Hey! Have you said enough!"

What did you say?

You said "you"?

You dare to say "you" to me?

You dare to speak to a senior without using respectful language!

The blonde girl was furious, having caught Quan Zhiyan in a vulnerable spot, ready to deliver the final blow. But a group of children playing with water guns ran over, chasing each other.

"Don't run!"

"Stop!"

"Ha, I hit you!"

"I hit you too!"

It was summer, and little boys loved playing with water. Taking advantage of the cool evening, they formed teams, playing a lively water gun battle.

These children chased from the nearby leisure square to the entrance of the Yanjing Hotel. For some reason, they started shooting at each other across the blonde girl. Most of the water hit the blonde girl, not them.

It was summer, and the girls were dressed lightly, with thin, light clothing. When wet, the scene... tsk tsk, the outlines and colors of their undergarments were visible to everyone.

The blonde girl was extremely embarrassed, unable to continue scolding Quan Zhiyan, and hurriedly ran into the hotel, covering her chest.

The leading boy gave a signal, and the group of children ran off, laughing and joking.

The female assistant was indignant: "She was too overbearing. I will report this to the company, and they must give us an explanation."

Quan Zhiyan watched the happy backs of the children, hesitated for a moment, and said, "You go back to the room and contact the company, I'm going out for a bit..."