From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 766

Chapter 766: 389 Tolerance

The young man held the microphone and spoke unhurriedly: “At the final stage, I won’t make you all wait too long, and here, I want to apologize to my fans who have always supported me.”

“We’re not sorry at all; as long as you’re happy, brother, we’re happy.”

“He actually apologized to us. He used to be such a proud person.”

“The light in his eyes is gone. What on earth has he been through?”

The once proud and high-spirited young man now had deep and calm eyes that no longer showed any vitality, making him increasingly difficult to figure out and even more frightening.

Had he grown up and become more mature and restrained, or had he suffered a blow?

People had no clue.

But at this moment, they all felt heavy-hearted.

They loved the young man’s talent, his unrestrained attitude, and his unapologetic pride. And now, all these things belonged to the past.

It felt as if something had vanished forever from their lives.

Qu Feitai turned around with his signing pen, and at a glance, he saw an elegantly written signature. Those simple two characters, like a curse, immediately rendered him motionless on the spot.

Quickly, Qu Feitai lowered his gaze and signed his name next to that one.

The writing was similarly elegant and lively, and one would think it was written by the same person if they didn’t know better.

At this moment, the front row of the huge venue, accommodating thousands of people, was already filled with dazzling guests.

The first row was occupied by the event organizers, the top brass of Wind Chime Magazine, and media representatives. The few remaining vacant seats in the middle were reserved for A-list celebrities.

Each seat had a name attached to the back, and later the stars would find their seats based on the names.

It took the organizers quite some effort to arrange the seating for these A-list celebrities.

In the end, they selected a few, including Zou Jingyu, Yu Dawei, Zhou Zhengru, Qu Feitai, and Ming Jing.

The organizers hesitated for a long time between Ming Jing and Luo Ziyin. Luo Ziyin had been in the entertainment industry for over a decade, representing the beauty of her time. Though she had few works, her status was not low. She was on par with Zhao Ninghan, the top actress, and even had more seniority than Zhao Ninghan. The two responsible persons even had a big fight over this.

“Why should Ming Jing, who isn’t even a celebrity, sit with these big shots? Comparing her with Luo Ziyin is ridiculous.”

“Tonight is a fashion event for the whole society. If we only focus on the celebrities, our vision would be too narrow. Ming Jing may not be a celebrity, but her popularity and influence are not inferior to Luo Ziyin’s. In fact, she might even be stronger. Ask Luo Ziyin: What contribution has she made to society in terms of charity? I’d say she’s not even qualified to compare with Ming Jing.”

“You…you’re just being unreasonable.”

“Don’t forget, this is happening in Jiangzhou. Who do you think you’re slapping in the face by letting Ms. Ran sit with a bunch of small celebrities?”

One sentence completely silenced the opponent.

Seating the young Miss Ran on a cold bench while in Jiangzhou was absolutely suicidal.

So Ming Jing was arranged in the front row, while Luo Ziyin was placed in the second row at the C position.

However, at this moment, the venue was anything but peaceful.

A staff member walked up to the first row, bowed respectfully, and said, “Ms. Zhao, you’ve taken the wrong seat. Your seat is behind this one…”

Yes, Zhao Ninghan took the wrong seat – she sat in Ming Jing’s spot.

The staff dared not say if it was on purpose or not since disputes over seating in the entertainment industry were not new.

But Ming Jing would be appearing soon, and things could become even more out of control.

Zhao Ninghan sat there nonchalantly without moving. She smiled and replied, “I didn’t take the wrong seat. This is my seat.”

From her tone, it was clear she had done it on purpose.

The staff was so anxious that they stomped their feet, asking their supervisor for guidance on how to handle the situation. This was not something they could resolve on their own.

Even the most unobservant individuals could tell that something was off.

Zhao Ninghan was aggressively taking a seat, not giving any face to the organizers, and cutting off her own retreat. Was she?

But with a little thought, everyone understood her actions.

Position struggles in the entertainment industry were nothing out of the ordinary. Between two people with similar status, one had to be assertive to seize the initiative. Otherwise, once the other party’s announcements were released, it would be too late to recover.

Zhao Ninghan should have been fighting for Luo Ziyin’s seat. It was understandable that she would not want to concede when one was popular and had works, while the other relied solely on seniority to oppress people.

The organizers were really not good at handling things. They should have known that the entertainment industry hated nothing more than deciding by seniority.