WMA, United Talent Partners' office.
"Thank you for the recommendation, Ali," Martin formally thanked Emanuel, "It played a crucial role in the competition for the role."
Ali didn't look like your typical high-level agent, more like a mafia boss; he patted Martin on the arm, "The company has invested a lot in you, you must secure this role, don't let us down."
Martin, of course, expressed confidence, "There's no way I'm losing the role!"
Ali nodded, "Good, Martin, I have great faith in your future, seize every opportunity..."
Originally, Thomas was by his side, relatively composed.
But as the boss spoke, alarm bells rang in his head, his hair stood on end.
Thomas vaguely sensed the danger of a third party meddling.
He felt like a loser who had finally won over the goddess Martin after years of difficulty, only for Ali, the rich and handsome man, to suddenly appear, wanting to step in. What to do?
