319 Scalpers and Sasaeng Fans (2/2)
”Okay, sure.”
After the perfunctory pleasantries, the two ended the call.
Xiao Luo put the phone back in his pocket and breathed in the air of Xiahai as he scanned the night view of the city. He had spent four years living here, and not much had changed since then, at least the airport still remained the same.
Then a woman walked over to him. She had sassy, shoulder-lengthed hair and a petite figure.
She smiled and asked, ”Are you, Mr. Xiao Luo?”
”I am, and you are?”
”Hello, Mr. Xiao. I'm Miss Su's assistant, Luo Pingxiang, but you can call me Little Luo. Miss Su asked me to come over to pick you up,” she said as she bowed slightly.
Xiao Luo returned the smile and replied, ”Oh, great, thank you!”
”Not at all, Mr. Xiao, I should be the one thanking you,” Luo Pingxiang said as she reached out to help Xiao Luo with his suitcase.
Xiao Luo politely declined her assistance. ”It's okay, I'll handle the luggage myself, just lead the way.”
He wasn't the type to willingly trouble others, and especially not by having a woman help him with his luggage. That was something he would feel awkward about, regardless of the circumstances.
Luo Pingxiang didn't push the matter, as being an experienced personal assistant, she had learned to be sensitive to people and was quick to pick up subtle cues. She knew that Xiao Luo wasn't just trying to be polite.
”This way, Mr. Xiao.”
She gestured with her hand, then continued with where she had left off earlier. ”When I was in Jiangcheng, I was the one who lost Bei Bei, but luckily you rescued her, or I would be in a lot of trouble.”
”You're not to blame for that, those thugs were,” Xiao Luo said.
”If I had been brave enough to resist, maybe Bei Bei wouldn't have been snatched away,” Luo Pingxiang replied, evidently, the incident was still fresh in her mind, and she blamed herself for it.
Xiao Luo smiled but didn't say anything.
It wasn't long before they came to a black vehicle parked by the road. Luo Pingxiang opened the rear door for Xiao Luo, then she got into the driver's seat and started to drive slowly. Suddenly, a white van flashed passed them and swerved in front of their vehicle.
Luo Pingxiang screamed in fright and quickly slammed on the brakes.
The black vehicle came to a hard stop, barely avoiding a collision with the white van by several centimeters.
”Oh, no, it's a scalper,” Luo Pingxiang said.
”Huh, what's a scalper?”
”Scalpers are illegal ticket sellers, and they spy and keep track of the undisclosed daily schedules and jobs of all celebrities, and hound them relentlessly,” she said, ”they make a living out of this and have even formed a chain with those crazy fans, known in our circle as 'sasaeng fans.' They must have thought that Miss Su was in this vehicle and forced us to stop.”
As she was speaking, four or five men could be seen alighting from the white van with cameras in their hands, and they began shooting and taking pictures of the black vehicle.
”Goddess Su, please let us have a look at you.”
”We've been squatting here at the airport for over ten days to see you with our own eyes.”
”I'm a huge fan of yours, Miss Su, please let me have a look, I've been dreaming of standing face to face with you.”
The small mob surrounded the vehicle and kept thumping on the windows, screaming out for their idol.
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