Is this how you insult someone

...

The meal lasted until midnight before the gathering finally dispersed.

Qin Ning directly flew everyone back to Liu City.

Inside the villa.

After taking a shower, Qin Ning went straight to sleep.

Meanwhile, Qin Fei and the others soaked in the hot spring and began their cultivation.

Recently, because Qin Ning had improved their cultivation environment, everyone's cultivation bases had been advancing rapidly.

He had also given Qin Fei some extra spirit stones.

The next day.

Early in the morning, after having breakfast with them, Qin Fei and the others went to the company.

When they returned in the afternoon, Qin Ning learned from them that, with George's help, the preparations for shooting the new drama were complete.

If nothing unexpected happened, filming would begin tomorrow.

The filming location was in Hang Province, which boasted the largest film and television city in the country.

As shareholders and good sisters, Qin Fei and the others naturally wanted to accompany Yang Xin to take a look.

Furthermore, Hang Province had numerous tourist attractions, and they all wanted to take the opportunity to have some fun.

"Then let's all head over together tomorrow," Qin Ning said with a smile.

For this trip, he didn't plan to bring Xia Fei and the rest of the guys; instead, he left them at the villa to focus on their cultivation.

In Qin Fei's words, since they were going out for a vacation, they should travel like they were on a vacation. Therefore, they would be taking a private jet to Hang Province tomorrow instead of having Qin Ning fly them there directly.

Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, another night had passed.

Early in the morning, everyone packed their essentials and drove to the airport.

Because it was a private jet, there weren't any complicated boarding procedures.

After taking off, the plane landed in Jin City of Hang Province around eleven in the morning.

However, upon leaving the airport, the group encountered a minor disturbance.

It seemed a certain Best Actress had arrived at the exact same time, and a massive crowd of fans was swarming the arrivals gate.

"Zheng Yu, Zheng Yu, we will always love you!"

The fans chanted slogans in unison, holding their support banners high.

"Wow, it's actually Zheng Yu!"

Yang Xin was surprised. She used to be a loyal fan of hers. Hearing that it was Zheng Yu, her eyes immediately lit up, and she wanted to squeeze through the crowd to ask for an autograph.

Unfortunately, there were simply too many fans, making it impossible to get through. Helpless, she had to give up, standing to the side and watching longingly as Zheng Yu walked out of the airport surrounded by her supporters.

Yang Xin was actually quite famous herself now, as her last livestream had caused quite a stir on the internet.

However, she had been dressed in ancient costume at the time, and her aura was vastly different from her usual self, so no one recognized her here.

"Don't be discouraged, Sister Xin. Zheng Yu is probably here to film as well. We might run into her later, and you can ask for an autograph then," Jiang Yanran said with a smile.

Soon, the group also left the airport and drove in their pre-arranged car to the hotel Su Xingwan had booked.

It was the most luxurious hotel in Jin City. There were two duplex presidential suites on the top floor. Su Xingwan had originally wanted to book both, but one had already been reserved in advance.

Left with no choice, she could only book the other one. Fortunately, it was a duplex with plenty of rooms, more than enough to accommodate her, the other girls, and Qin Ning.

After completing the check-in procedures, they arrived at the elevator.

Coincidentally, they ran into Zheng Yu and her manager, whom they had just seen at the airport, also waiting for the elevator.

"Wow, are you Sister Zheng Yu? I didn't expect such a coincidence. Could you give me an autograph?"

Yang Xin immediately recognized her and hurriedly stepped forward to strike up a conversation.

"And you are?"

Zheng Yu was wearing a pair of oversized sunglasses. Hearing this, she couldn't help but frown slightly.

Naturally, she didn't recognize Yang Xin and just assumed the girl was one of her fans. She smiled and politely declined, "Sorry, I don't have a pen on me."

This was, in fact, impossible.

As a renowned Best Actress in the country, she encountered large crowds of fans every time she traveled. Therefore, her manager would normally carry an autograph pen at all times. It was simply that Zheng Yu didn't want to sign.

Earlier at the airport, she had delayed her hotel check-in time because she signed a few extra autographs, which cut into her rest. She was already feeling a bit irritable, so being asked for an autograph right now naturally put her out of the mood.

However, as a famous actress, she still had some professional etiquette and wouldn't throw a tantrum at a fan in public.

Mainly, she was afraid of being photographed by the paparazzi, which could negatively impact her reputation.

"Alright..."

Hearing this, Yang Xin felt a bit disappointed, but naturally, she didn't push the matter.

Soon, after getting into the elevator, Zheng Yu's manager pressed the button for the top floor.

Seeing that Qin Ning's group didn't press a floor button and instead followed them all the way to the top floor, Zheng Yu immediately frowned again. "I'm already outside my room door. Why are you still following me?"

With that, she impatiently grabbed a pen and paper from her manager, signed her name, and tossed it to Yang Xin. "Is this enough now? So annoying. Don't bother me while I'm resting anymore."

Yang Xin was completely stunned. At this moment, Zheng Yu's behavior was a stark contrast to the idol she had always adored.

Furthermore, they weren't intentionally following her; after all, the room they booked was on the same floor.

Zheng Yu's actions also made Qin Fei and the others frown.

Jiang Yanran, who had just stepped out of the university gates, was even less willing to tolerate this. She directly shouted, "How can you be so insulting? And who is following you? You take yourself way too seriously!"

Before Zheng Yu could speak, her manager sneered, "Heh, you've followed us all the way here, and you still claim you aren't following us? You're lucky Sister Zheng has a good temper and can't be bothered to stoop to your level. Hurry up and leave, or we'll call security to kick you out."

"You're here to film a movie this time as well, aren't you?"

Qin Fei suddenly spoke, her expression turning slightly cold. "You can just go straight back. From now on, no investors or production crews will ever work with you again."

After saying that, she didn't care how Zheng Yu and her manager reacted. She comfortingly patted Yang Xin's shoulder and smiled, "Sister Xin, let's go. Ignore people like them."

"Wait a minute, what do you mean 'people like us'? Explain yourself!" The manager came to her senses and wanted to stop them to argue, only to find that Qin Fei and the others had already opened the door to a nearby room and walked inside.

"They're staying here too?"

Zheng Yu and her manager frowned and couldn't help but exchange a glance, realizing that they seemed to have indeed misunderstood something just now.

However, a misunderstanding was just a misunderstanding. It wasn't a big deal, and apologizing was out of the question.

"Heh, what an overestimation of their own capabilities. Saying that no investors or production crews will ever work with us again?"

The manager was disdainful, then looked at Zheng Yu. "Sister Zheng, let's not stoop to their level either. Let's head into the room first."

"Mhm."

Zheng Yu nodded lightly, not paying it any mind.

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