Chapter 113: Personal Studio

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After leaving the coffee shop, Zhao Nan asked, “Why did you call me?”

Knowing that Zhao Nan was busy, Xia Xin briefly explained what Sun Hu had mentioned earlier.

Zhao Nan listened and exclaimed joyfully, “Great! My best friend is going to debut! When I become a top talent agent, I’ll poach you over!”

As she spoke, Zhao Nan deftly navigated through the crowd of people.

Xia Xin, upon hearing Zhao Nan’s response, said, “Why wait for the future? You can do it now! Come to Stellar Entertainment and be my assistant.”

Zhao Nan hesitated for a moment.

Stellar Entertainment was a top-tier company in the industry, representing many A-list artists. It was undoubtedly far better than Zhao Nan’s current agency. Naturally, she wanted to join them.

However, Zhao Nan considered the current state of the entertainment industry. She said, “Xin, I’d love to be your assistant, but having me start with you right after your debut might lead to gossip within the company and the industry. If I don’t perform well in the future, it might drag you down.”

Xia Xin realized she hadn’t considered Zhao Nan’s perspective. Taking on such a role with her as a newcomer could bring immense pressure and Zhao Nan might not be able to handle the challenge.

Zhao Nan continued to explain, “Sun Hu is right. With my current abilities, I’m not yet capable of being an artist’s dedicated agent. While the work is exhausting now, I believe I can learn a lot. I hope to be able to support you with my skills rather than becoming a burden.”

After a moment of silence, Xia Xin apologized, “I’m sorry, Nan. I didn’t think about all of this.

Zhao Nan replied in a casual tone, “We’re besties; there’s no need for all these formalities. Anyway, it’s great that you’re getting signed. When I have some free time, I’ll visit you, and we can go shopping to celebrate!”

“Sounds good.”

After ending the call, Zhao Nan struggled to free one hand to hold her phone. Another call came in from an unknown number. Glancing at the time, she had five minutes to spare. She decided to stand in an open area, placing the coffee on the ground, allowing both her hands to be free to answer the call, “Hello, Zhao Nan speaking.”

The voice on the other end sounded pitiful, “You’re a meanie, Zhao Nan. You didn’t even have my number saved.”

Zhao Nan, being a loyal fan for so many years, immediately recognized it as Xu

Zhi’s voice. Her initial excitement was evident in her tone as she replied, “Xu

Zhi! How did you get my number? Do you need something from me?”

Xu Zhi quickly returned to his usual cheerful tone and said, “My personal studio has just been established, and I’d like to formally invite you to apply for the position of artist assistant. Would you be interested? Maybe you could come for an interview tomorrow?”

Excitement welled up inside Zhao Nan, who had initially thought Xu Zhi was casually suggesting she become her assistant. She hadn’t expected it to be a genuine offer. She said, “Of course, I’m interested! When should I come?”

The two of them agreed to meet at the studio at 10 AM the next morning.

Although both offers were for artist assistants, Zhao Nan declined Xia Xin’s suggestion and decided to accept Xu Zhi’s offer. The main reason was that Xu Zhi was already an established artist, and Zhao Nan believed she could learn a lot from her. After gaining more experience, she could then assist Xia Xin without causing her any trouble.

Just after finishing her call with Zhao Nan, Xia Xin received a private message on her social media platform, [Helping you out with such a big favor, shouldn’t you treat me to a meal as a thank you?]

Xia Xin recognized the account name as Zhang Chao, remembering that Zhang Chao had once helped her evade the press and escorted her home. Feeling that it was only right to repay the favor, she agreed to treat him to a meal. They arranged to meet at 5:30 PM at the popular Matcharia, located in the bustling heart of the bar district.

At that moment, across the street from the Matcharia, inside a deserted and quiet music bar, two girls sat at the bar counter, sipping on their drinks with discontent.

The bartender, who was resting since the bar was usually closed in the afternoon, had been abruptly woken by the arrival of these two girls. Their behavior was rude and demanding as they ordered drinks.

This deserted bar was the exact opposite of the busy Matcharia, and the two girls were none other than Wan Wan and Wu Jia..