Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group

Capítulo 1118: Chapter 1093: The Brightest Star in the Night Sky

After all, in front of so many people, Chen Yifan actually mistook a fan for someone else, and this scene couldn’t be more awkward.

Thinking about what just happened, he even wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

These people weren’t to be trifled with, how could they let it go? Moreover, some busybody posted the video of Chen Yifan swearing just now.

The title was “Chen Yifan Acts Like a Big Shot and Insults the Wrong Fan — Awkward Scene.”

Quickly, this Weibo post got reposted, and the comment section exploded.

“How could Chen Yifan be like this? I’m so disappointed, I won’t be his fan anymore.”

“What’s so great about being handsome if you act like a diva?”

“What kind of behavior is this? Talking like that in public — no regard for his celebrity image at all.”

“Chen Yifan has no acting skills at all, just good looks — it’s truly a shame.”

The comment section was flooded with criticism.

Not only that, but the people who were insulted just now wouldn’t let it go either.

“Are you brainless? Look at how much more handsome the guy in the photo is than you.”

“Who gave you the right to snatch our phones?”

“Take a good look, the guy in the photo is not you at all.”

Chen Yifan was left speechless by their words. Those taking photos originally came for him, the one and only traffic star, but it turns out the person in the photo wasn’t him.

This was the first time he encountered such a situation. He had always been the object of adoration, the most dazzling star under the flashlights.

When photos were taken, the person in them should have been him, not some other man.

Chen Yifan glanced quickly to confirm that it was indeed not him.

The fans who got their confirmation wouldn’t just let it go. After all, having their phones snatched suddenly would anger anyone.

If security hadn’t come out to maintain order, Chen Yifan wouldn’t have been able to leave at all.

Of course, while some in the comments were criticizing Chen Yifan, others were defending him.

After all, Chen Yifan is a traffic star, not quite on par with Ye Chen in looks, but still among the top in this group of young idols.

Many fangirls and die-hard fans still supported him.

A fan war erupted.

“Our Fan is just fine, why are you guys bashing him?”

“Fan is the idol in my heart; I won’t allow you to insult him like this.”

“Yifan is young and handsome, much better than all those other idols.”

“Fan is the love of my life, handsome, great physique, the ultimate man.”

Ye Chen couldn’t have imagined that because of him, a near fight broke out at the annual meeting and online.

Chen Yifan was already in a bad mood and, upon entering the dressing room, said with displeasure, “How could you give me such a lousy dressing room? I’m a traffic star, and you treat me like this? If I had known, I wouldn’t have come.”

The organizers, hearing Chen Yifan’s words, could only appease him, as he was a star and currently very popular.

How could they argue with him? If Chen Yifan got angry and left, the annual meeting couldn’t go on.

“Mr. Chen, we’re really sorry for the trouble. We’ll definitely improve next time,” the staff quickly apologized.

Chen Yifan never let things go easily. He continued, “What do you mean next time? Find me another place to get ready quickly, and this makeup artist won’t do, get me someone else.”

He knew well that the more he acted like a diva with the organizers, the more they’d treat him like a real star.

By attending several more such annual meetings, his popularity would skyrocket even more, leading to endless endorsements and acting gigs.

“Mr. Chen, we don’t have time right now, please bear with us,” the organizers quickly said.

He gave a meaningful look to the staff, signaling them to take good care of him, otherwise, if they irritated Chen Yifan, they’d seriously regret it.

Just as Chen Yifan was about to lose his temper, his assistant ran in with a phone.

“What’s up, why are you in such a rush?” Chen Yifan said impatiently.

“Yifan, take a look at this news about you on Weibo,” the assistant said, out of breath.

As soon as Chen Yifan saw the title, his face turned pale, looking terrifying and shocking the assistant.

Seeing the sarcastic comments in the section, Chen Yifan couldn’t control himself and threw the phone to the floor.

He said, “I just mistook a fan, is it that big of a deal? Truly, when you’re famous, trouble’s never far away.”

Seeing the phone smashed on the floor, the assistant felt a pang of heartache — it was a new phone he had just bought.

However, Chen Yifan wasn’t too bothered by the online criticism, since there were still a lot of people supporting him.

“Do you know who the person they photographed is?” he asked the assistant.

Risking death, there was only one handsome male celebrity at this annual event, and there was no word of anyone else coming. How could this happen?

Now he was very keen to know who exactly had stolen his spotlight.

Chen Yifan had attended countless events and annual gatherings, always the most dazzling star.

How could he tolerate someone else stealing his thunder?

“I did some checking, and it seems this guy isn’t in the industry — he’s an audience member and was sitting in the VIP area, so he must have quite the background,” the assistant replied honestly.

After all, tickets to that area can’t just be bought with money, such an audience member must be really powerful.

Ordinary people wouldn’t dare provoke them, and when encountering someone like this, everyone would usually steer clear.

Without the assistant’s reminder, Chen Yifan clearly understood this too.

After using the restroom, as Ye Chen emerged, he saw many girls standing at the entrance.

The way they looked at him made him shiver, as if hungry wolves had spotted their prey.

“Hey handsome, you’re so good-looking, let’s be friends,” one said.

“You know, I really like you. I’ve decided not to be Chen Yifan’s fan anymore and switch my loyalty to you,” another said.

“Could you autograph for me?”

Seeing the girls so enthusiastic, Ye Chen felt a bit of a headache. Being handsome truly brings many troubles.

He hurriedly said, “Sorry, I’m not a celebrity, you’ve got the wrong person.”

“Not a celebrity, but even more handsome than one — celestial-level looks, oh I’m so in love,” said one girl suddenly.

Ye Chen awkwardly slipped through the group of girls and returned to his seat.

“Ye Chen, why are you sweating so much?” Song Xiaoxiao asked curiously.

“Nothing, maybe it’s just too hot,” Ye Chen lied.

He didn’t mention the flock of girls surrounding him, fearing that Xiaoxiao might get jealous.

“That was close, almost got eaten alive just now,” Ye Chen still felt apprehensive.

It must be said, though the lighting in the venue was dim, Ye Chen sitting there was truly dazzling, like the brightest star in the night sky.