Your Receptionist is a Famous Artist

Only having success throughout a person's life was impossible.

Failure was a process that every person had to experience.

Lu Yuan's failure was also within that same theory.

But why doesn't anyone believe me?

Lu Yuan frowned.

The reason Lu Yuan failed was that he thought he was good at lying, and that he thought that all those girls who were trying to become famous were idiots.

In the present society, real idiots were a rare breed.

Lu Yuan almost got locked up because of trying to scam people.

As the alarm sounded, the sun slowly rose up in the east.

It was as if the day was hopping excitedly towards the darkness.

The crew that was shooting The Capital finally wrapped up the night scene as the director, Shen Lianjie, waved his hand proudly. Lu Yuan spat towards the crew from afar while the crew started to pack their things up.

Looking at the crowd, Lu Yuan felt like he was a trapped lamb. But if Lu Yuan looked at himself from another angle, he was like a wolf disguising as a lamb.

Lu Yuan reached into his pocket for his cigarette without thinking and realized he had finished his last cigarette.

Without his Red Orchid, Lu Yuan could only sag and turn to look at the sky.

Time wasn't waiting for him.

His meeting with Wang Jinxue was scheduled in two hours.

Which meant that Lu Yuan only had two hours left.

"One last try!"

Lu Yuan told himself and walked towards a tall lady in a cap who was walking in his direction. He tidied his hair and handed the lady his name card.

…

When the lady took off her cap, Lu Yuan thought that he'd seen her somewhere before but couldn't tell where.

The lady was a little anxious when Lu Yuan approached her. But after seeing Lu Yuan's dull expression, the concern was gone.

Lu Yuan was fortunate.

The lady was gorgeous. She had the look of an innocent maiden who gave out the aroma of orchids.

The lady was so pure that Lu Yuan had mistaken her for a college freshman.

Yet, Lu Yuan wasn't fully attracted by her looks.

Because all he could think of was the one million he was about to get.

Lu Yuan started to picture his future again.

If he were to succeed, then he would show off.

And what would be a better way to show off than by having such an eye-catching lady as his receptionist.

The lady was so pretty that she could even rival Wang Jinxue.

Lu Yuan even started to consider having the lady as his personal assistant as other successful people would have one too.

It was as if Lu Yuan could see an enormous stack of cash waving its hand at him.

Lu Yuan handed the lady his name card and introduced himself.

"Lu Yuan? The manager of Distant Films?" the lady frowned, her expression changed from relaxed to suspicious.

It was as if she was holding some words back.

"Yes," Lu Yuan nodded as he played his role as a company's executive manager.

"I'm not interested in your script nor your interview," the lady replied.

"…"

The reply instantly swept away all of Lu Yuan's hopes and dreams, throwing him into despair.

It seemed to him that he was bound to fail.

"But, I can see that you're in a pinch. I can help you if you help me with something."

"What's that?" Lu Yuan looked at the lady as he shed a little of his act.

It was as if the lady was running the show instead of Lu Yuan.

Yet, time was ticking.

If Lu Yuan did not get help from the lady, he would definitely fail.

Even if the lady had the same look as Wang Jinxue had, Lu Yuan was willing to bet on her.

He didn't have the time to reconsider anymore.

"Help me carry my luggage. They're all over there… Oh, can I leave them at your company for a few days too?"

"No problem."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Good. Then I'll help in pretending to be your receptionist, or even your personal assistant if you want."

The lady finally smiled.

It was an enchanting smile.

Her smile was pure and kind-hearted.

Lu Yuan nodded.

He felt like he had just ridden a roller coaster.

The situation would suddenly make him anxious, but it would comfort him the next second.

Lu Yuan followed the lady to where the luggage was stored. It wasn't until Lu Yuan saw the luggage that he regretted his decision.

What the hell? There are more than 10 suitcases here… Judging from the size, they must weigh more than 50 kg each! Is she trying to kill me?

"Are… are all of these yours?"

"Yup. Is there a problem?"

"Are you moving to a new place or what?" Lu Yuan stared at the lady.

He suddenly felt as if the pure smile was just a mask the lady had put on.

"Stop asking so many questions. Weren't you going to help this poor me? Come on… I could even give you a surprise in the end…" the lady pleaded with a cute voice as she grabbed his sleeve.

The way the lady stared at him with her pretty eyes made Lu Yuan feel like he would go to hell if he didn't help her.

"…"

The smell of orchids still lingered around as it slowly enchanted Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan wanted to refuse.

He thought that as a man, he shouldn't succumb to the lady.

He should be strong-willed.

But…

Lu Yuan couldn't resist it in the end.

"Fine… I'll help you move them… Please let me go…"

"Finally! You should've just done that from the start! That was so disgusting," the lady laughed as her expression changed into a vicious smile.

It seemed as if the lady was utterly disgusted by her act a few seconds before.

Everything suddenly changed.

"…"

Lu Yuan had his mouth wide open.

It was as if he was just tricked by the lady.

Even though he was the one that was supposed to be using her, she had somehow managed to turn the tables and used him instead.

But for the one million dollars, Lu Yuan decided to ignore it.

…

Utopia was always a hoax.

Life in the present would be harsh, and it would still be the same in the future.

That was what Lu Yuan was feeling at that moment.

When Lu Yuan finally moved the last suitcase to his office, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Here, drink this," the lady said as she handed Lu Yuan a can of sweetened milk.

Lu Yuan took the milk and gulped it down.

After drinking the whole can, Lu Yuan reached for his pocket again out of habit.

But his pocket was empty.

He felt as if his life was as empty as his pocket was.

"You should quit smoking," the lady said as she sat behind the reception desk and used the computer as if she owned the place. "You rented this place in the last second, right?"

"Why do you care? You know what to do later, right?"

"Of course. But aren't you supposed to show me the contract too?"

"Oh, right."

"You call this a contract?"

"What's wrong with it?"

"Sigh… Seeing how much time you spent on this, I'll help you correct it… Seriously, how can you even think of starting a company if you don't even know how to write a contract?"

"… I won't pay you, you know?" Lu Yuan said, thinking that the lady was not helping him out of her conscience.

"Do I look like I lack money?" the lady rolled her eyes at Lu Yuan.

"Good then," Lu Yuan nodded.

The lady then began to type on the keyboard and her fingers moved so fast to the point that Lu Yuan could see more than 10 fingers. A contract was finished in just a few minutes.

Lu Yuan took a look at the contract and nodded in satisfaction.

At least it was better than the one he downloaded online.

Just as Lu Yuan was still going through the contract, the sound of a Lamborghini roared outside the building.

Wang Jinxue got out of the supercar with her sunglasses still on and walked into the company.

"This is your office?"

"Yes!"

"Why are you sweating?"

"I was working out."

"Not bad."

"Of course! Having a healthy body is a man's pride."

"And this is your receptionist?" Wang Jinxue asked as she stared at the lady and let out a cunning smile.

"Yes. The one and only," Lu Yuan said with a pleased expression.

"So, your receptionist is An Xiao, the leader of the KP Group? The famous idol and singer?"

"What?" Lu Yuan turned to look at the lady as his jaw dropped.

What? What did she just say?

"Sister Jinxue! I was waiting for you!" An Xiao smiled and hugged Wang Jinxue.

Wang Jinxue sighed and hugged back.

 As for Lu Yuan, his jaw still lingered at the bottom of his neck.

What is happening?

Who am I?

Where is this?

What am I doing?