In the cafe, Zhang Ke looked at the caller ID on her phone displaying "Miss Ling". She bit her lip, her hesitance obvious.
"Have you still not decided?" The person opposite her chuckled.
"I…" Zhang Ke's brows furrowed tightly, her face ashen.
"You don't have to tear yourself apart for this, you've already expressed your attitude by not going to the set today. Work together with me, I trust that you definitely will be able to do it."
Zhang Ke's palm curled up and loosened, her eyes glued to the phone as she eventually nodded.
The press conference's location was chosen to be at the hotel where the production crew last held their audition, even the same ballroom was used.
