Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl

Chapter 56: 056 Sorry, the Su embroidery was given to someone else [2 updates] Chapter 56: 056 Sorry, the Su embroidery was given to someone else [2 updates] Having been in the entertainment industry for so long, the agent had never heard of the Pulling the Sky Company.

The popularity of Yeh Jialing wasn’t something just anyone could leech off.

“Of course, that’s just the initial requirement, there are more to come,” the agent said coldly, continuing, “If you fail to meet even one of our requirements, our artist won’t wear your company’s clothing. This is the first piece of clothing you’ve prepared, right?”

She reached out to take the box that Ye Wanlan had placed on the table, but grasped at empty air.

The agent frowned and questioned, “What do you mean? You don’t want to provide the clothes anymore?”

“Yes, we’re not providing them anymore,” Ye Wanlan placed the box into Cheng Qingli’s arms, “There are many companies that want to provide clothing for Miss Ye, and we’re not desperately needed.”

“Good that you understand, our Jialing has never lacked such things,” the agent sneered, “Don’t think I’m unaware of what your company is scheming, you just want to leverage Jialing’s fame.”

Otherwise, why would they send three such young people over?

It’s clear they don’t take Yeh Jialing seriously, now they’re even acting all high and mighty!

Ye Wanlan completely ignored the agent, “Let’s go.”

“Sister Lan!” Cheng Qingli, holding the box, caught up, “Yeh Jialing is the female lead, if she doesn’t wear the clothes we provide, what should we do?”

Wouldn’t the company’s preliminary plan be a failure?

“The clothing will only be cherished in the hands of someone who understands it,” Ye Wanlan’s voice was indifferent, “I don’t want to send Su embroidery to such a person.”

“I don’t want such a conceited star wearing the clothes I designed either,” Jiang Xulin said, hand in pocket, “Even if I burned them, I wouldn’t give her anything to wear, it would just be a waste.”

Cheng Qingli hadn’t expected that Yeh Jialing would be completely different behind the scenes compared to her public persona.

In the eyes of the public, Yeh Jialing was knowledgeable and reasonable, warm and friendly, and would even personally help a fan up if they fell.

But after this true off-screen interaction, she realized that Yeh Jialing had merely erected a friendly and approachable public image.

“Let’s go,” Ye Wanlan glanced at the time, “We need to find someone.”

Jiang Xulin and Cheng Qingli exchanged looks, “Find who?”

Ye Wanlan smiled faintly, “Nie Shuangyi.”

Nie Shuangyi, the fifth female lead in “Annus Mirabilis.”

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Yeh Jialing was applying a face mask when she heard the door, and spoke, “Are you back? How did it go?”

“That Pulling the Sky company, I don’t even know where that upstart company came from, they blatantly just wanted you to promote their company for free,” the agent said irritably, “I would never let you be used like that. In the end, they even had quite the temper, taking back the clothes with them.”

Yeh Jialing frowned, “They took them back?”

“I didn’t even get to take a look at them. Do they really think we’re that desperate?” the agent scoffed, “It’s not as if it’s Su embroidery or Cloud Brocade, so precious it’s worth its weight in gold; they think too highly of themselves!”

Such an unknown company would simply need Yeh Jialing to say they wouldn’t cooperate, and no other artist would wear their clothes in the future.

Truly the audacity of youth, ignorant of the world’s harsh realities.

“They were that temperamental?” Yeh Jialing was somewhat surprised, “We only put forward basic conditions, and they actually didn’t accept them?”

With twenty million followers on Weibo and being a current popular influencer, she had countless major fans.

Fans often summarized the clothes she wore, looking for identical items.

Even if it was just her mobile phone case that was captured in a photo, it could drive a new wave of sales.

The mobile phone case manufacturers, seeking publicity, even sent her the latest phone, just so she’d use their cases.

With such a great opportunity in front of them, Pulling the Sky Company had refused?

Yeh Jialing shook her head regretfully.

No wonder it was a small-time company, shortsighted, like frogs in a well.

“You guys also raised ten million in funding, and the crew isn’t poor at all. I really don’t understand why we’re saving money approaching such small companies,” the agent said, “Luckily, we were prepared in advance; Sheng Corporation will be providing the costumes for you this time.”

Yeh Jialing nodded her head, “Sheng Corporation’s involvement does provide a guarantee.”

She continued to sit back in the lounger, carrying on with her face mask, not keeping the words ‘Pulling the Sky’ in her mind.

At that moment, in the next-door rest area.

“You guys—” Nie Shuangyi looked at Ye Wanlan and her two companions, pointing at herself, “are here to see me?”

“Miss Nie, we are the costume suppliers for ‘Annus Mirabilis’ this time,” Ye Wanlan said with a slight smile, “It just so happens you’re here, so we came to deliver your outfit.”

“You really are too kind, please, have a seat,” Nie Shuangyi poured three cups of tea, “The opening ceremony is only tomorrow, such matters could be handled by a costume assistant.”

At the same time, she was a bit puzzled; since when did a fifth lead like herself receive such treatment?

“The garments are valuable, they need to be delivered in person,” Ye Wanlan stated, “Qingli.”

Cheng Qingli placed the box on the table and opened it.

Nie Shuangyi only had one glance, but she immediately stood up, exclaiming, “Su embroidery?”

Just what was the background of this company that they could offer Su embroidery?!

This is a set of ancient costume, complete with a fan.

The fan is also Su embroidery, and what’s more, it’s a double-sided three different embroidery!

What is called double-sided three different embroidery is that both sides have patterns, and the two sides use completely different stitching methods, colors, and patterns.

Nie Shuangyi couldn’t hide her shock.

Everyone knew that three hundred years ago, after a war, Shenzhou was on the brink of collapse, almost destroyed, and its cultural heritage was directly severed.

Today, the economy and heavy industry have recovered, but intangible cultural heritage lags far behind.

The once flourishing Kunqu opera, Su embroidery, zither, Kesi Silk, Cloud Brocade, and other cultural arts were now on the verge of extinction.

As rarity breeds value, the market has driven even a small piece of Su embroidery to fetch astronomical prices, and it only appears at high-end auctions.

This set of clothes would cost well over a million.

“No, it’s too valuable, I can’t wear this dress,” Shuangyi shook her head and closed the box, “Such fine craftsmanship should be preserved in a museum, I…”

She, a person with more anti-fans than other celebrities, didn’t deserve to wear such fine clothes.

“Clothes are made to be worn,” Ye Wanlan looked at her, “Miss Nie, you do not have to belittle yourself, your physical appearance and temperament are both quite outstanding, this costume is tailor-made for you, and it fits very well.”

Cheng Qingli was completely confused.

Could it be that before they arrived, Sister Lan had already confirmed that Yeh Jialing wouldn’t wear their clothes?

Nie Shuangyi paused for a moment and then sighed, “Miss Ye, you must not understand the ins and outs of the entertainment industry. If I really wear this dress in the play, I will be scolded by Yeh Jialing’s fans to get out of the entertainment industry.”

She and Yeh Jialing belonged to the same company, but they were worlds apart.

This time, she got into the “Annus Mirabilis” crew because the company had thrown her in as part of a package deal.

“Hmm, Miss Nie makes a good point,” Ye Wanlan pondered, “But what if, I hope you wear this set of clothes during your upcoming offline promotions, to promote Shenzhou’s culture on our behalf?”

“I definitely can!” Shuangyi said, somewhat excitedly, “Such fine craftsmanship should be seen by everyone, it’s just…”

She hesitated, her expression dimming, “It’s just that you also know, my reputation in the entertainment industry isn’t very good. Me wearing this dress might be detrimental to it, it might be better to find a star who has good national popularity and favor with the general public.”

“Yo, three million fans, with a 99:1 ratio of black to positive exposure, all negative fans, that’s impressive,” Jiang Xulin found Nie Shuangyi’s information on Weibo, “Tell me, why are you still on Weibo when everyone is scolding you, huh, not bad at all, let me learn some cursing techniques.”

Nie Shuangyi smiled, “Is there a problem? Keep your mouth shut if there is, or else I’ll break your legs.”

Jiang Xulin now couldn’t stand to hear the words “break your legs”; he stepped back and glanced at Shuangyi, “With that temper, it’s a wonder you can survive in the entertainment industry.”

Ye Wanlan extended her hand, “Miss Nie, I look forward to working with you for a long time.”

After a moment, Shuangyi still reached out her hand and shook hers, “Okay.”

After leaving the artists’ rest area, Ye Wanlan tossed another box to Jiang Xulin.

Jiang Xulin shook the box, “What’s this?”

“Hand cream, hand mask, essential oils.”

Jiang Xulin was disdainful, “Why would I, a man, need skincare products?”

Ye Wanlan said indifferently, “I’ve insured your hands.”

Jiang Xulin: “?”

“One hundred million in insurance, you’d better behave.”

“…”

Jiang Xulin looked at Ye Wanlan with complex feelings; he didn’t know she cared so much for him.

“Brother Jiang, you must protect your hands well, not for anything else, but because those hands are key to the revival of Su embroidery,” Cheng Qingli said with a smile, “Of course, if you insist on doing something as dangerous as racing, it’s okay, if you lose your hands, Sister Lan can get a hundred million in compensation.”

Jiang Xulin’s face darkened: “…”

He understood, his hands were more important than himself.

“Jiang Xulin, what I want is not just the revival of Su embroidery; what I want is one day for Shenzhou luxury goods to go global, for Su embroidery, Cloud Brocade, and Kesi Silk to re-emerge and return to their former glory,” Ye Wanlan looked at him with a sharp gaze, “Before that happens, your personal safety must be assured.”

Jiang Xulin felt his blood boil with just a few words: “Okay!”

This was also the legacy of his parents, and he would make it happen.

“Your parents died in a car accident, and fifty percent of the reason was that someone wanted to destroy the legacy of Su embroidery,” Ye Wanlan said, “Be prepared for assassination.”

Jiang Xulin: “????”

He wasn’t quite ready for that.

The ringing of a cell phone broke the silence, and Jiang Xulin answered the call.

“Hello, auntie, we’ve already arrived at the set,” he paused, “You’re coming over too? Don’t you have other things to be busy with? You should be in Yunjing today.”

As the chairwoman of Zhaoyan Group, Quan Zhaoning had a lot on her plate and often took two flights a day.

“I’m already in Jiangcheng. The plane just landed. I’ll see you in an hour,” Quan Zhaoning put on her sunglasses, “I’m not going to set; I fear someone might give you a hard time.”

In the entertainment industry, no one could get the better of her.