The woman's face started to glow after hearing what he said.
"Really? Do you also think I have the potential?" She sounded like a primary school student desperate for approval. "Do you really think I have the potential to become a superstar?"
Ji Shiting's eyes glinted, and for the first time, he didn't laugh at her, instead, he nodded and said, "Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have cooperated with you."
The man said it in a calm tone, but the tone made what he said sound more convincing.
Ye Shengge couldn't have felt more excited. She tried to suppress her raving emotions and smiled timidly, "I won't let you down, Mr. Ji."
There was a trace of contentment in Ji Shiting's eyes.
"I'll ask one of my subordinates to instruct you, and you'll be in charge of the operation of the entire studio," said Ji Shiting.
