Chapter 798: 788. It’s a pity not to be a star_1

Lun Chuan smiled, his warmth palpable even behind the mask.

He nodded, his voice clear, “Then I’ll be troubling you.”

Yu Yanyan turned back in a daze, her face flushed, and she giggled twice before quickly picking up her phone again to communicate with the company.

The driver Xiaoyu: …so embarrassing to watch!

For convenience, the hotel was booked close to the film studio. Xiaoyu was brimming with enthusiasm. He not only actively opened the car door for Lun Chuan but even opened the trunk attempting to help with his luggage.

But Lun Chuan stopped him, “I’ll do it, I have quite a lot of things.”

Yu Yanyan glared at him while Xiaoyu quickly interjected, “Let me do it, I’m used to the heavy lifting–huh?”

He looked at his palms and then at the immobile 28-inch suitcase, trying to find something to counterbalance its inertia.

However, the trunk had been specifically cleared out, and now it was empty except for this suitcase.

Not willing to give up, Xiaoyu bent down and reached out, using a lot of force this time to finally drag the suitcase out. When the four wheels touched the ground, they made a thumping noise.

Yanyan felt her brows twitch in response!

While Lun Chuan, seeing the steps at the entrance, still reached out his hand to Xiaoyu, “Let me do it.”

In the sunlight, his palms were white, his fingers slender, and even his fingernails were neatly clipped. Yanyan noticed this and subconsciously took out her camera, silently snapping another picture.

This time the lighting was good, and the photo looked like a professionally retouched model’s, setting off a flurry of sighs in the group chat…

After all, these days, everyone has their weird obsessions, and having a thing for hands wasn’t out of the ordinary at all.

But Xiaoyu didn’t get that aesthetic, lugging the suitcase up the steps with veins popping in his forehead, obviously struggling.

Lun Chuan’s eyes showed a hint of helplessness as he watched Xiaoyu stagger up another step with the handle. Finally, he couldn’t resist going forward, taking the suitcase from him, and said tactfully,

“I don’t travel often, and the suitcase is many years old; it might not be very sturdy.”

Xiaoyu: …

Yanyan burst into giggles!

Lun Chuan’s voice was slightly helpless, “It’s not your fault; my constitution is just complicated, so I have to bring a lot when I travel.”

For instance, the 28-inch suitcase contained everything from white rice to watermelon sauce, perilla sauce, chili sauce, dried wood ear mushrooms, dried cowpeas, dried white fungus…

In short, Lun Chuan brought everything he could.

The dried vegetables were one thing, but the bottles and jars were truly hefty; Xiaoyu couldn’t lift them, and it wasn’t because he was incompetent, but rather the suitcase was just too heavy.

But having said that, once Lun Chuan took over the suitcase, he carried it forward without appearing to strain like Xiaoyu had!

Yanyan let out a long sigh!

Just as she thought, ordinary men just can’t do it! Her cousin was no different!

Once they finally reached the top of the stairs, Xiaoyu didn’t say a word before rushing to push the suitcase. This time Lun Chuan didn’t stop him and instead took out his documents to check in.

The hotel’s service and environment were nice; the only downside was, because of its proximity to the film city, there were quite a few celebrities staying there. And celebrities often eat special diet meals, and some come with their assistants and chefs, so…

“I’m sorry, sir, all our suites with food preparation facilities have been booked.”

Yanyan felt a bit embarrassed and whispered in shame, “I applied with the company, but recently a top influencer came to shoot, bringing lots of fans with him, and the nearby hotels are all full. This place has worked with us before and had reservations on hold…”

But there wasn’t much choice left for this type of room.

Lun Chuan smiled good-naturedly, his gentle nature seemingly unobscured by the mask, “It’s alright; it just means that I’ll need the hotel to make meals separately for me every day.”

“No problem at all!” the receptionist said with a blush, now dutifully adding, “Our hotel already offers this service.”

Celebrities are plenty, and for the sake of maintaining their status, even when eating something as simple as a chicken breast, they’d prefer personalized service, dedicating a whole stove and chef in their hotel was a common sight.

Lun Chuan nodded, “Okay, could you please let them know I have a special diet, so I’ve brought most of my own ingredients. I hope to speak with the chef later.”

The front desk efficiently agreed, then swiftly processed the paperwork. As they gestured for the guest to follow upstairs, they suddenly whispered, “May I ask which company you’re with? Are you here to shoot a film? Could I get an autograph and a photo with you?”

Lun Chuan was stunned.

Xiaoyu was also dumbfounded–No way, no way!

He was wearing such a big mask, and besides the moment he checked in with facial recognition, he had never taken it off. Could it be that the front desk would rather risk breaking rules to ask this extra question?!

But it was Yanyan who reacted quickly, hurriedly stepping in to say in a low voice, “Sorry, we’re not entertainers, we’re special consultants for a company.”

How could that be?

The front desk clearly didn’t believe it, seeing the man and woman together looked just like a celebrity with their assistant and a rookie agent.

If they hadn’t found the guests to be particularly attractive, they probably wouldn’t have risked a salary deduction to ask.

But since disturbing guests during work hours was against the rules and the guests were not agreeing, the front desk couldn’t insist any further.

All they could do was take another regretful look at Lun Chuan before quietly stepping back.

Only after they had swiped the card and entered the elevator did Lun Chuan turn and raise his arm naturally, blocking the entrance to allow Yanyan to enter first. Xiaoyu, startled, followed with his suitcase and then everyone could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Yanyan then said with regret,

“God… ah, I mean, Mr. Lun, I really feel now that it’s such a waste you aren’t in the entertainment industry!”

Otherwise, with just that level of looks, he would have become instantly famous.

Not to mention how caring he was–Yanyan stealthily typed in the group chat, detailing the act of holding the elevator door to an extremely meticulous degree.

Standing there, Lun Chuan spoke in an even tone, “Can a star only work three hours a day?”

That, of course, was impossible.

Being busy meant being popular, and being popular meant making money.

Even lesser-known celebrities had to work! Not to mention that once slightly famous, one had to continuously seek, seize, and show off opportunities…

“But stars make a lot of money,” Xiaoyu said, half sighing and half envious.

Lun Chuan smiled, the thick mask unable to hide the amusement in his eyes, “Money is something that should just be enough to get by.”

“If it’s not enough, then I hope big companies like Arctic Circle will come to buy another one of my copyrights.”

Xiaoyu was stunned.

It took him a while to grasp–

The company had bought this IP, a full media copyright for 38 million!

And according to Lun Chuan’s revenue-sharing contract with the website…

Well, after taxes, it’s at least 25 million, right?

Not to mention he has already sold three copyrights this year and trended online!

Why bother being a celebrity? This is a hundred times happier than being a celebrity!

Under the lemon tree, Xiaoyu has finally borne his sour fruits.