Chapter 690: Chapter 690

The words of this senior executive brought a sigh of relief from the other agents, mulling over that giving away two of the four or five major films a year was no big deal. Of course, they were more inclined to think that no actor could secure two major films consecutively.

With the matter of film resources resolved, the discussion moved on to He Jinxia’s fashion and other resources. The company had specifically gathered so many agents to establish a path suitable for He Jinxia, aiming to propel her to fame with these resources.

Every top-tier star is a treasure to the company, to be cherished and provided for—this sentiment couldn’t be truer!

It is precisely because of the company’s emphasis that many top-tier stars, after becoming famous, are reluctant to leave and choose to stay on.

It may be great to start a studio and be the boss on your own after becoming famous, but if the treatment in the company is comparable to running your own studio, why leave and go elsewhere?

The more top-tier stars that stay with the company, the greater the company’s reputation, which in turn attracts more outstanding trainees, creating a virtuous cycle.

As the meeting concluded, He Jinxia had just disembarked from the plane.

"Jinxia, long time no see!" Director Wilson was eager to see this elf from the East and chose to personally pick her up from the airport, once again.

He Jinxia embraced him, and with a smile, she said, "The last time I joined the cast, I also flew with this airline. The timing was similar to now, and you came to pick me up yourself. Thinking about it now feels like stepping back into the past."

Wilson laughed heartily, "You’re my friend; you can come to the M country to play anytime you want! After the promotion of this film is over, I will have a long vacation. Then I can take you around!"

He Jinxia smiled and refused, "I’m still filming with the crew. It was quite an effort to get out for the promotion this time. I had to rush work to squeeze in a little time; I’m afraid I won’t have the leisure to come to M country for fun. Filming is very tough for you too, when you have time, spend more with your family."

The airport was bustling with people, when someone dressed in black approached He Jinxia’s side. Assuming the person was passing by, He Jinxia was startled when they suddenly patted her shoulder as they walked past.

He Jinxia was taken aback. Then she heard a familiar chuckle in her ear and instantly remembered—

"Jiahui, you’re here too!"

Xie Jiahui giggled, pulling down her black face mask to reveal her delicate face, "Surprise or not, shocked or not?"

He Jinxia didn’t give her face, glancing at her with indifference, "Surprised but not pleased, totally expected."

The smile on Xie Jiahui’s face disappeared instantly as she looked at her seriously, then the next second, she pounced on her!

"How could you, He Jinxia? I went out of my way to find out about your flight from my uncle and followed you here, and yet you say there’s no surprise. You’re not a friend, not at all considerate!"

He Jinxia quickly dodged, "A gentleman uses his words, not his hands. Just speak properly, what’s the need for this? Put me down! Down!"

Xie Jiahui wouldn’t listen and chased He Jinxia all over the airport floor, determined to tickle her until she kneeled and begged for mercy!

Tsk, the frothy friendship between two women...

After a lot of frolicking, it was Wilson who urged them to leave, and the two finally agreed to shake hands and make peace, deciding to battle it out another time.

Perhaps because Director Wilson had given a heads-up, He Jinxia did not encounter paparazzi at the airport and left smoothly.

In the car, Xie Jiahui asked about her new film, "I heard from Xirui that you’re filming together with her, is it true?"

He Jinxia puzzled, "You’re not sure? She didn’t send you any pictures concerning me?"

Xie Jiahui pouted, "Xirui is like that; she only mentioned it briefly. No matter how much I ask after, she doesn’t reply, just teasing me. But her nature is still good, just too full of mischief."

He Jinxia chuckled softly, "She is a friend worth making."

Xie Jiahui nodded her head, proudly saying, "Of course, she is my friend, she must be worth it!"

Observing her smug expression, He Jinxia thought it over and decided not to bring up her friend’s embarrassing past, allowing the girl to keep her spirits up a while longer.

"Yes, I’m in the same crew as He Xirui. She plays the supporting actress and I play the lead. It’s very enjoyable to work with her; she acts well and definitely has the potential to be a leading lady."

Xie Jiahui muttered softly, "She wouldn’t want to be the lead anyway. Her family wouldn’t agree. With such a prominent family background..."

Her voice grew lower and more indistinct until finally, Xie Jiahui swiftly changed the subject, "How long will you stay this time?"

Jinxia followed her lead, saying, "At most two days. I had to work overnight and take extra shifts for a week just to free up these two days." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novelFɪre.net

Xie Jiahui shrank back a little, "That’s terrifying! I thought acting in films was supposed to be relaxing."

Jinxia sighed sadly, "Since ancient times, those whom the gods wish to grant great responsibilities must first suffer their minds, work their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, and empty themselves... People as talented as me face even greater trials; after all, with great power comes great responsibility."

Xie Jiahui’s eyes widened, unable to help clapping, "Wow, you’re the first person I’ve seen who’s even more narcissistic than me!"

"I’m honored, truly honored. It’s hard to abandon natural beauty, and I don’t want to."

There’s only one word without much talking: Respect!

The premiere of "Musical Youth" was held in an ultra high-end cinema with a central hall specifically for speeches or film crew premieres, so large it could accommodate thousands of people—far larger than the regular cinema-going crowd.

If each screening in this cinema was fully booked, it could only accommodate four thousand people at once.

Upon arriving at the cinema, Jinxia unsurprisingly saw Ola and some other crew members.

"The Martial Queen is back!"

"Oh, Jinxia’s here. Now we can study Chinese Martial Arts again!"

"Jinxia, long time no see. I’ve practiced a new set of fists on my own, I’ll show you when I’m free!"

"Jinxia, Jinxia, I enrolled in a martial arts class. Everyone there is very good, but I still think you’re the best. Have you ever thought about starting classes here?"

Before Jinxia could exchange greetings, she was nearly drowned by a deluge of questions!

It was Director Wilson who came to her rescue, saying she had just gotten off the plane and was feeling a bit dizzy, suggesting she take a rest first.

Looking at those eager eyes fixed on her, Jinxia felt an unusual sense of nervousness.

Uh-oh, it looked like the whole making up martial arts stuff had really gotten out of hand...

With one hour left before the premiere, Wilson led Jinxia and Xie Jiahui into the resting room. Just before leaving, Director Wilson said with a smile, "Jinxia, you should really consider starting a martial arts coaching class here."

Jinxia felt embarrassed: "Oh, yes, I’ll seriously consider it."

With a "bang", the door closed, and Xie Jiahui looked at her excitedly, her eyes sparkling, "Jinxia, you actually know Chinese Martial—"

"Stop right there, I don’t know anything, I really don’t, just bluffing around for fun."

Xie Jiahui didn’t believe it, "Just bluffing? Then how come nobody has realized that?"

Jinxia cleared her throat, straightened her back and adopted the air of a reclusive master, "It’s hard to abandon natural beauty. Who knew that my random bluffs could come across as the real deal, shameful indeed, shameful."

Xie Jiahui: "..." Why do I feel more and more like hitting someone?