After she had turned around and went to the administrative office and waited for a little while, she noticed that the examiner wasn't the only one who came in.
"Miss Nie." The examiner smiled and said, "This is Director Cheng Lin. He is the deputy director of the show 'Gold Medal Inn'. He just happened to be paying us a visit today and felt that your performance was quite good during the examination. After we have evaluated the nourishing soup that you have made, we all agreed that your work was remarkable. So Director Cheng would like to see if you are interested in joining the crew on 'Gold Medal Inn'."
Nie AnAn had actually heard of the show "Gold Medal Inn". This was the show that Li ManGe, Qin ZiMing's girlfriend, made a name for herself.
In addition to the resources provided to her from Qin ZiMing, Li ManGe went from an eighteenth-tier unknown star to a second-tier star in just six months. That was quite an impressive speed.
She wasn't aware that "Gold Medal Hotel" employed their own nutritionist when she was reading the novel.
There were chef characters in the show, but the chefs, too, were actors, and their cooking was also mediocre. At least, they were not mentioned at all in the show.
Seeing that Nie AnAn was seemingly pondering about it, Director Cheng added, "Perhaps Miss Ne would like to take a look at the contract first?"
Having said that, he made a call and had someone send an electronic copy of it to his phone.
Nie AnAn took Director Cheng's phone from him and looked at the contract.
She was able to understand the basic terms, but naturally, this would need to be reviewed by a professional.
Nie AnAn was already tempted when she saw the compensation mentioned in the contract.
The pay would be $10,000 for one season of the show over one week's time. Room and board would be provided by the show. She would have to worry about living expenses.
Director Cheng further continued, "Miss Nie, you wouldn't have to worry about ingredients either. There will be designated personnel to purchase them, and the fees would come from auctions from the actors and actresses."
Nie AnAn nodded. "Alright, Director Cheng. Why don't you forward me a copy of the contract? I'll print it out and look over it. I have another question. I have just completed the examination and have not yet received my certification. Would that be a problem?"
Director Cheng had already gotten up to printing out the contract. The examiner, on the other side, said, "Miss Nie, there was no contention over the outcome of your examination. We will ask for your application to be expedited. The filming of the show will commence in two weeks. That should be sufficient time for everything to be done."
"Okay. Thank you, Instructor," replied Nie AnAn in a lovely way.
On the other side, Director Cheng altered a few clauses that weren't too reasonable before he had it printed out. It looked like he really wanted Nie AnAn to sign the contract today.
Nie AnAn read through the entire contract in detail and didn't notice anything unfavorable to her. After all, she was only joining as a nobody. Even if she happened to show up on the screen, at most, it was a few shots while she was cooking. No big deal.
One season's pay was $10,000. She'd be able to get her own place right away while she looked for a more permanent job and head toward financial independence.
Coming to that conclusion, she signed the contract. Her handwriting, much like her in person, was soft and lovable.
Director Cheng was very happy and said, "I dodn't have my official stamp on me today. I'll stamp this after I get back to my office and have someone send a copy over to you afterward."
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Nie AnAn nodded and said, "Thank you for the opportunity, Director Cheng. I will do my best."
Nie AnAn was in a very good mood after she had signed the contract, so she cooked herself a fancy meal that night.
Huo YanXiao, on the other hand, never came home and she had no idea of his whereabouts.
Ever since that day when she had given up, Nie AnAn didn't care about Huo YanXiao's attitude anymore. She cleaned up after herself and looked for the most recent few seasons of "Gold Medal Inn" and started watching them.
Huo YanXiao's out-of-town trip this time was to negotiate a relatively sizable investment.
The early observation was already completed, but there were still a lot of loose ends to tie up once the decision has been made for the two companies to work together.
When everything was all settled and arranged, two weeks had already passed.
Now that the joint effort has been completed, the other party, as the local host, took Huo YanXiao and his team out for local cuisines.
The crew sat where there was a great scenery of the mountains and water. All the dishes were very delicately prepared. Huo YanXiao only had one bite when he felt like he was chewing on wax.
He suddenly remembered the congee that Nie AnAn had made for him the other day. It was the simplest of all dishes, but there was an irreplaceable taste to it.
He never cared about food much, but right at this moment, he missed her cooking a lot.
Thinking of that, he turned and asked one of his executive assistants, "Have you heard anything about the Nie's recently?"
The executive assistant was stunned a little before he shook his head and said, "Are you referring to them wanting to expand their business into City Nan, Boss Huo?"
Huo YanXiao said, "No, I meant their family matters."
The executive assistant was even more baffled. He shook his head and said, "No, nothing that I have heard. Nie ChengFeng has yet to agree to union with Qin Ziyi."
Huo YanXiao nodded slightly. Did that mean Nie AnAn did not take the DNA result to the Nie's?
Did that also mean he had misunderstood her the other day?
After dinner was over, Huo YanXiao flew back to Capital City. He would need to fly overseas the very next morning.
It was already midnight when he arrived back at the mansion.
Huo YanXiao walked up the stairs slowly and paused when he was passing Nie AnAn's room.
Her room door was ajar, and it was dark inside. It looked empty.
He walked inside and confirmed that there was, indeed, nobody inside.
The sheets on the bed were folded like bricks of tofu in the military. All the items were arranged neatly on the nightstand. Even all the daggers on the wall had been re-arranged. They were now arranged in order of size, like soldiers lining up in the military.
He took a few more looks around and looked back at the empty bed.
Where did she go and why wasn't she home?