Cheng Weiyue maintained a faint smile, her tone resolute, "I believe I can do well."
"Cough cough..." The man who had been silent finally spoke up, with a hint of advice, "Miss Cheng, maybe I should introduce you first. The person you were just talking to is our company's top agent, Zhang Hong. She has made many artists famous over the years. Even Qiao Jingxue, who recently worked with a famous director, started out under her guidance."
The implication in his words could not have been clearer.
Cheng Weiyue noticed that when the man mentioned the term "famous director," a flash of impatience and disdain crossed Zhang Hong's face.
She understood. Yet, she maintained her calm demeanor, slightly lifting the corners of her lips with confidence, "And how do you know I won't become a famous director in the future? I believe the actors I will promote will far exceed Chu Manxiao in number!"
