As she left the restaurant, Song Xing Xing could not help but think whether it was not too late for her to pull out from the new studio. If only she knew that the lunatic would be her boss, she would not have the guts to go with Producer Ming and accept the job.
What if the man's imagination runs wild and he started to think that she had applied for a job at his studio just to find gossips about him or his artists?
That man seemed unreasonable and surely, he would not listen to her explanation just like the last time.
This was a job that Producer Ming had introduced to her and Song Xing Xing did not want to mess it up.
Will it be too late for her to quit this job now?
Just a few hours ago, she had just signed her contract. Can she really part with this dream job?
Song Xing Xing let out a heavy sigh as she continued to weigh her decision.
