Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 282: Explain Yourself!_1

Chapter 282: Chapter 282: Explain Yourself!_1

Lu Fanyu looked at Bai Xiaosheng with contempt.

This man actually expected him to apologize—how absurd and ignorant. He didn’t even recognize himself, was he a newcomer?

And his looks were so mediocre!

His skin wasn’t fair, his face wasn’t tender, and there was not a hint of star quality.

The leaders hadn’t arrived yet, and there this man was, holding a glass of wine and putting on airs—disgusting!

Lu Fanyu glanced at Bai Xiaosheng with repulsion.

"Fanyu, how are you? I have some tissues here if you want to wipe off," someone offered.

"No, Fanyu’s suit is high-end; you can’t just wipe it with a tissue!"

Several men and women were bustling around in a fluster, gathering around him.

Others glared at Bai Xiaosheng, accusing him, "What’s wrong with you? Can’t you watch where you’re going? Do you know who this is? Lu Fanyu! Our rising star! The lead actor in the TV series! Are you blind or what?"

Bai Xiaosheng looked coldly at these people.

These young artists were really lacking in guidance—sure, they had looks and maybe even talent, but they were missing the character of "virtue."

Maybe I should ask Song Changkong to transfer to the Film and Television Department.

In a month, I’ll be in charge, all of them in a month’s time.

Bai Xiaosheng thought to himself.

However, the thought of leaving the New Media Department, which was just starting to develop rapidly, made him reluctant.

Forget it, I’ll wait for another opportunity.

Bai Xiaosheng remained silent.

"This isn’t the gentleman’s fault, Lu Fanyu was the one who suddenly walked over and bumped into him," someone said in a jarring voice from the crowd.

Everyone was taken aback, and Bai Xiaosheng curiously looked over. A woman with a calm expression was looking at him.

Her appearance wasn’t sensational; at first glance, she wasn’t even that pretty, but the more you looked at her, the more appealing she became.

Bai Xiaosheng met her gaze and gave a polite smile; the woman also nodded back with a slight smile.

"Zhao Xiaoying, what do you mean? Are you saying it’s Fanyu’s fault?"

"You, a potential third female lead, are defaming the male lead. I think you don’t want to be in the show anymore!"

"It couldn’t be Fanyu’s mistake—it’s this guy’s fault! You’re holding a wine glass, don’t you know to look around?"

The condemning voices around targeted Zhao Xiaoying and also attacked Bai Xiaosheng in passing.

Lu Fanyu looked at Zhao Xiaoying with cold disapproval, his face clearly displeased.

So, Zhao Xiaoying, you’re trying to undermine me?

Do you really think I can’t deal with you?

I don’t think you want to keep your third female lead role!

Bitter resentment filled Lu Fanyu’s heart.

Bai Xiaosheng had intended to walk away magnanimously, but now he didn’t want to leave.

"Shut up!" Bai Xiaosheng furrowed his brow and barked sharply.

The men and women around, never expecting him to dare to scold them, were stunned.

"Shall we discuss who is right and who is wrong?" Bai Xiaosheng looked at Lu Fanyu with an untroubled expression, "Do we call a leader or check the surveillance footage? Lu Fanyu, which will it be?"

Bai Xiaosheng exuded a cold, calm defiance, his face fearless.

On him loomed a certain aura, overshadowing everyone else.

Zhao Xiaoying couldn’t help but look at him with curiosity, her eyes filled with surprise.

Initially, she had spoken out against Lu Fanyu’s arrogance and in sympathy for the underdog.

But she hadn’t expected that the so-called underdog would have such a strong presence.

Zhao Xiaoying’s eyes showed a hint of admiration as she thought to herself, "Such a composed man, even if he’s unknown now, will surely achieve something in the future!"

Lu Fanyu’s gaze flickered uncertainly.

Frankly, he detested these overweening fools the most, and on any ordinary day, he would have definitely taught them a harsh lesson.

But not today!

It was already late, and perhaps Mr. Song, the head of Zhongjing Media, along with the two rumored newly-promoted deputy directors, would arrive soon. He couldn’t afford to lose composure in front of the big boss!

And he certainly couldn’t jeopardize his collaboration with Shang Wanwan!

You’re lucky today, kid. I’ll let you off the hook!

Lu Fanyu glared coldly at Bai Xiaosheng and raised his voice, "Forget it, forget it, there’s no need to stoop to his level and squabble with someone like that!"

At those words, the men and women surrounding him fell silent for a moment before erupting into lavish praise.

"Lu is so magnanimous. Truly befitting of our leading man, even more charismatic than the characters in the dramas!"

"Fanyu’s breadth of spirit is unmatched by the ordinary."

"You got lucky this time, kid!"

The crowd couldn’t seem to praise Lu Fanyu enough, as if he had just performed a great act of forbearance.

Bai Xiaosheng shook his head slightly, amused.

"Hurry up and leave; what are you still doing here?" someone couldn’t help but snap at Bai Xiaosheng.

Bai Xiaosheng looked at the speaker indifferently and gestured with his mouth towards the painting on the wall.

"Is this oil painting yours? You can look at it, but I can’t?" Bai Xiaosheng’s voice was cold, and his face unkind.

"Let it go, let him look if he wants. Would he even understand it?" someone scoffed.

"Our Fanyu, on the other hand, is the one who has formally studied oil painting courses. Fanyu, why don’t you illustrate, so that these ignorant country bumpkins can also broaden their horizons."

"Haha, exactly. If someone wants to sponge some knowledge, we should oblige, so they can parrot it later and show off."

Several people joined in the teasing, sneering at Bai Xiaosheng.

Zhao Xiaoying couldn’t help but glance towards Bai Xiaosheng.

Bai Xiaosheng remained expressionless, his gaze resting on the painting.

Zhao Xiaoying saw that Bai Xiaosheng was indifferent to the insults and derision, and she couldn’t help feeling a bit disappointed.

Too bad, this man still lacks some vigor!

"Fine, then I’ll enlighten you all!" Lu Fanyu intentionally raised his voice, even giving Bai Xiaosheng a sneering glance.

Bai Xiaosheng remained unmoved.

"Look at this painting, everyone. The artist has used skilled classical and exquisite realist techniques to subtly and lyrically portray this lady’s serene character. Her focused expression and the slight smile on her lips, her beautiful cheeks, and her graceful figure vividly exude feminine beauty with rhythm, like a statue of an ancient Greek goddess. The artist has meticulously crafted the background texture, using regular and austere horizontal and vertical lines to contrast with the vivacious curves and tranquil character of the woman, imparting an extraordinary sense of stability and peace to the entire scene."

Lu Fanyu finished fluently, with delicate detail.

The women and men around were captivated, nodding frequently and singing praises.

"Fanyu explains it so well!"

"Lu’s talent is extraordinary, and with this level of skill, none of us can compare!"

After such overflowing compliments, Lu Fanyu couldn’t help but feel smug and triumphant.

Even Zhao Xiaoying sighed inwardly, conceding that when it came to artistic talents and cultivation, no young artist at Zhongjing Media could rival him.

Seeing even Zhao Xiaoying impressed, Lu Fanyu felt increasingly proud.

However, a very discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"What a load of nonsense!"

Bai Xiaosheng turned and walked away.

"You stop right there!"

Lu Fanyu was taken aback, then pointing at Bai Xiaosheng, he roared furiously, "What did you say? Make it clear! If you can’t explain yourself, don’t think about leaving!"