Hong Zitao was somewhat disappointed with Guan Shimeng now.
Eighteen years old, in the prime of her youth, beautiful as a flower, talented and versatile, he had held her in high regard. Otherwise, why would he be willing to take her to bed and thoroughly tutor her in acting?
Yet what disappointed him was that this girl...was just not getting with the program...
Didn't she realize that in Huaxia today, countless crazed female fans were stripping off their clothes, clamoring to 'exercise' with him?
Why wouldn't she cherish such a great opportunity?
At this moment, Guan Shimeng was cornered by his two assistants, a trace of fear evident on her youthful face. Hong Zitao saw it and couldn't help but sneer.
True to form, so green, she even knew to be afraid.
"Guan Shimeng, be good, change into the clothes, do you understand? If you really wish to make it in this industry, don't you think you need to give something in return to succeed?"
