Lin Leyao placed her finger on the artery in the unconscious girl's neck and found that she still had a heartbeat. She quickly asked the driver to help the girl into the car.
After getting into the car, Lin Leyao said to the driver, "Take us to the nearest hospital."
Xiaomi sat in the back seat, supporting the unconscious girl's body to prevent her from being bumped inside the car.
Thinking about Lin Leyao's series of actions just now, Xiao Mi sincerely praised, "Sister Leyao, you are such a good person. Good people will always be rewarded!"
Hearing Xiaomi's words, Lin Leyao smiled gently.
The car quickly arrived at the hospital, helped the girl register and completed the examination, but she was still unconscious.
After rummaging through the girl's backpack, I saw her passport inside and realized that she was a foreigner.
He looks like he's of Chinese descent.
When it came to the case of a foreigner going missing and lying unconscious on the side of the road, Lin Leyao called the police and asked them to come and handle the situation.
After the police arrived, Lin Leyao prepared to leave.
After spending some time at the hospital, Lin Leyao was recognized by many people. After signing autographs for several medical staff and taking a few photos with them, Lin Leyao embarked on her journey back to the hotel.
After that, no further accidents occurred on the road, and the van drove to the underground parking lot of the film crew's hotel.
Xiao Mi, carrying some things Lin Leyao had brought back from Australia, followed behind Lin Leyao and asked, "Sister Leyao, shall we go find Producer Wu now?"
“No,” Lin Leyao refused firmly, “Go back to your room and rest first.”
"Huh?" Not expecting this answer, Xiaomi opened her mouth in surprise and followed Lin Leyao back to the hotel room in a daze.
Seeing Lin Leyao return to her room and grab a bathrobe and towel to take a shower, Xiaomi finally realized she was telling the truth. She couldn't help but admire the resilience of her artist.
Lin Leyao was carrying her clothes and was about to enter the bathroom when her phone, which was on the table, suddenly rang.
The sound suddenly rang out in the quiet room, and it was very jarring.
Lin Leyao picked up her phone and saw the caller's name displayed on the screen.
It's Producer Wu.
Click to connect, and Producer Wu's hoarse, chain-smoking voice came through.
"Le Yao, have you arrived at the hotel? If you have, come to my room. The director and I are here."
"good."
Lin Leyao took a shower and changed into comfortable clothes before leaving the house.
I had just passed by Su Wenyu's room next door when I heard the door open.
It seemed the other party already knew she had returned from Australia. Su Wenyu, holding a cup of coffee, asked, "Le Yao, are you going to meet the producer?"
Lin Leyao hummed in agreement.
As if she had already anticipated the outcome of Lin Leyao's meeting with Producer Wu, Su Wenyu frowned slightly, a look of worry on her face.
She opened her lips, unable to utter any words of comfort, and finally said, "Le Yao, I'm making coffee, would you like a cup?"
Seeing the worry on Su Wenyu's face, Lin Leyao didn't explain. Instead, she smiled easily and said, "Okay."
Lin Leyao carried the coffee that Su Wenyu had given her to Producer Wu's room.
The room was filled with smoke and had a pungent smell.
There were already more than a dozen cigarette butts in the ashtray on the coffee table, indicating that the two of them had been smoking for a while.
Upon seeing Lin Leyao arrive, Producer Wu stubbed out his cigarette and said, "Leyao's here, have a seat."
The three of them sat on the sofa, and Producer Wu began to speak: "Le Yao, do you know why I was in such a hurry to call you here?"
Lin Leyao answered frankly, "I heard about it. Is it because of President Wang's withdrawal of investment?"
"Sigh—" Producer Wu sighed deeply, his face full of distress. "Le Yao, it's the film and television industry in a downturn right now. A project has to go through many stages from project approval, attracting investment, finding actors to officially starting filming. If a problem occurs in any stage, our project will be unable to proceed. I make a living by acting, and for the past few months, everyone in the crew has been relying on this project for their livelihood. If President Wang withdraws his investment, our filming will have to stop, and everyone will be left without any money to eat."
Producer Wu kept talking, finishing the sentence in one breath, while Director Long next to him silently smoked without saying a word.
After a moment of silence, Lin Leyao's lips slowly curved into a relaxed smile.
She asked, "Producer Wu, did President Wang tell you that I should personally apologize?"
Producer Wu nodded: "Yes, that's right."
Lin Leyao said directly, "Asking me to apologize to him? I'm sorry, I can't do that."
As soon as Lin Leyao finished speaking, the expressions on Producer Wu's and Director Long's faces changed.
“However—” Lin Leyao continued, “I can handle the new investor issue.”
Upon hearing this, Producer Wu and Director Long's eyes widened instantly. The embers of their cigarettes were still burning in their hands until they burned their fingertips. Only then did Director Long come to his senses and quickly stub out the cigarettes in the ashtray.
He opened his lips, wanting to speak, but for a moment he didn't know how to ask.
Looking at the radiant female star sitting opposite them with a faint smile, both Producer Wu and Director Long were filled with turbulent emotions.
What does Lin Leyao mean by this? A new investor?
Seeing the astonishment on their faces, Lin Leyao seemed prepared, and continued without changing her expression, "I think you two might not have heard what I said to President Wang that day. I told him, 'Before you want to sleep with me, you'd better have someone investigate me thoroughly and carefully consider whether your meager assets are enough to qualify you to sleep with me!'"
The two of them frantically began to recall, their minds churning with thoughts.
Seeing their stunned expressions, Lin Leyao smiled slightly, stood up and said, "Producer Wu, Director Long, I just returned from Australia today and I'm quite tired. I'll go back to my room to rest first. You two should think it over carefully. If you choose my suggestion, the new investor matter can be settled within a week."
After watching Lin Leyao leave, Producer Wu and Director Long exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with lingering emotions.
Is Lin Leyao's background really as powerful as she claims? I never really noticed it before.
But what if it's true?
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Author's Note:
Xin Ying: I've been set up for a "wife-chasing crematorium" ┭┮﹏┭┮
Chapter 31
H City, Wan Jin Hotel.
A banquet was being held in the hotel's banquet hall at that time.
A group of domestic entrepreneurs gathered together, and the room was filled with laughter and joy.
Wang Baoliang was talking to several businessmen, and judging from his grimacing expression and gesticulating manner, it was clearly something that excited him greatly.
"Just you wait! I'll make that little bastard kneel on the ground and beg me!"
Wang Baoliang gritted his teeth and his face trembled as he thought about the time he was splashed with wine.
Someone who had just joined the conversation asked in confusion, "Why is Mr. Wang so angry? Who is he talking about?"
Someone nearby explained, "A celebrity named Lin Leyao splashed wine all over Mr. Wang's face, making him incredibly embarrassed. He's been saying on social media these past few days that he wants to blacklist her!"
"Wow! This woman is something else. How did Mr. Wang manage to push her to this point?"
Wang Baoliang snorted angrily: "She won't even have a drink with me. I don't know how many people she's been with. What are you pretending for here!"
At this moment, someone finally reacted and murmured, "I know Lin Leyao! She's a stunning beauty! She's absolutely gorgeous. Mr. Wang, how could you bear to be angry with such a beautiful girl!"
Hearing praise for Lin Leyao, Wang Baoliang got annoyed: "Pah, don't annoy me."
The group chatted for a long time, covering a wide range of topics.
Information includes where they recently went on business trips, which entertainment venues in N City are good, and who attended the banquet tonight.
Several people left to greet other wealthy businessmen, and the original group of people gathered together dwindled in size.
Wang Baoliang scanned the room and spotted a striking yellow. He asked, "Whose son is that in that flashy yellow suit? I've never seen him before."
"Let me see?" The person next to him stared intently for a while, observing carefully. "I don't remember anyone's son looking like this."
Suddenly, the man exclaimed "Holy crap!" and said in a low voice, "This is a woman, not a man."
Wang Baoliang looked at the figure not far away, with short, shoulder-length hair and a loose, light yellow casual suit, and wondered what was going on.
How does she look like a woman at all?
Wang Baoliang asked, "Whose daughter is this?"
A passing merchant overheard Wang Baoliang's words and said, "The daughter of the current head of the British Keynes family."
"Why are foreigners here attending our banquet?"
"She's a British citizen of Chinese descent, she just wants to go back to her birthplace to develop her career. She's now in charge of the Keynes family's businesses in our country. Don't underestimate her just because she's a young girl, she's ruthless."
Wang Baoliang scoffed: "If her family really valued her, why didn't they keep her in England? Coming abroad to develop her career sounds nice, but it's still a domestic family business that she can't interfere with."
Upon hearing Wang Baoliang's words, the passersby shrugged and said nothing.
In the distance, Liu Fang picked up a glass of wine from the tray held by the waiter, winked at him, and smiled.
Standing in a corner of the banquet hall, her gaze swept across the entire space. Her eyes settled on Wang Baoliang.
Lin Leyao. Liu Fang silently read this name in his heart.
Just as those businessmen were chatting, Liu Fang happened to pass by. When she heard this name, she immediately stopped in her tracks.
She lingered among these people for a long time and learned what had happened.
Now everyone outside thinks that Liu Fang returned to China to manage the family business, and some even think that Liu Fang was disliked by his father and that leaving England for here was actually a way of being ousted from the position of heir.
Liu Fang's reason for coming here wasn't particularly strange or unusual, nor did it have many deep-seated reasons.
Liu Fang also has another identity as a documentary director. She came here simply to make a documentary.
Over eight months, she traveled to many cities across China and filmed a considerable amount of footage. After arriving in N City, she took a break from filming for a period due to company matters.
She never expected that her sister, who lived in England, would secretly come over three months ago.
This guy not only didn't meet me, but he also bought a bicycle and said he wanted to travel to every city.
My sister has lofty ideals, but reality is harsh. A few days ago, she fainted on the side of the road and was taken directly to the hospital.
When the police contacted him, Liu Fang learned that his sister had secretly left England and had been here for three months.
When we arrived at the hospital, my younger sister had already regained consciousness. She learned from the medical staff that her savior was named Lin Leyao, a female celebrity, and she kept insisting that she find a chance to properly repay her benefactor.