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    Chapter 4: I Want to Sign an Angel

    Who in this world doesn’t love Zhuo Huaimo?

    Zhuo Huaimo, who has been voted “The World’s Most Desired One-Night Stand” for five consecutive years, was just rejected!

    Zhuo Huaimo leaned lazily against the desk, a cigarette between his teeth, and glanced sideways at A Jian.

    “Do I look scary?”

    “No, very kind and approachable!” A Jian said against his conscience, with a sincere expression!

    Zhuo Huaimo raised his eyebrows. “I even made a point of smiling just now!”

    A Jian’s inner thoughts were frantically flashing across his mind, and he swallowed involuntarily, mentally screaming.

    “You’re a well-known ‘Ice-Faced King of Hell’ in the industry! When the King of Hell smiles at someone in the middle of the night, anyone who doesn’t know better would think you’re going to take them away! Who wouldn’t run?”

    The System really couldn’t stand it anymore and interrupted,

    “Host, aren’t you going to look for that Ning Xin? There are only five days left. Where are you going to find a target?”

    Zhuo Huaimo was just about to refuse when Ning Xin fearlessly walked right up to him.

    “Zhuo…Zhuo, President Zhuo…”

    She raised her pretty and delicate face, looking pitiful. “I can explain what happened just now. It’s because…because your company suddenly said they wouldn’t sign me. I wanted to ask the reason. Is there some misunderstanding?”

    Having already entered the finals, Ning Xin was naturally unwilling to be suddenly eliminated. She was determined to fight for herself.

    Zhuo Huaimo flicked off the ash from his cigarette, looking impatient.

    “There’s no misunderstanding. It was my decision!”

    Ning Xin bit her lip. “Why…why?”

    The System shouted frantically, “Host, tell her! Tell her you want to hit on her!”

    “Tch, with your skills, even if you had really bound that loser Host in the beginning, I bet you would have finished him off by now!”

    Zhuo Huaimo was full of disdain. “In my Zhuo Huaimo’s dictionary, there’s no such word as ‘initiative’! Watch and learn. Stay calm and adapt to any situation!”

    He lifted his eyelids and scrutinized Ning Xin from head to toe with a blank expression. His eyes were cold, yet seemed to have hooks, making him inscrutable.

    Everyone in the industry knew that Zhuo Huaimo changed partners like clothes, with no preference for meat or vegetables, men or women!

    Ning Xin mustered her courage, her slender fingers sliding along the edge of the table, twisting her waist as she approached Zhuo Huaimo step by step.

    “President Zhuo, is there something I did that made you dissatisfied? I didn’t perform well just now. I don’t mind if you find another place with me and give me some good guidance on my acting!”

    As she spoke, she tried to touch Zhuo Huaimo’s firm arm.

    The pungent perfume made Zhuo Huaimo feel disgusted. He stood up straight and quickly created distance between them.

    “Wow, this is possible?” The System was shocked again. “Have you forgotten all the things you just said to insult her? She’s still willing to offer herself?”

    Zhuo Huaimo remained calm. “It’s just a convenient thing!”

    He looked at Ning Xin with a blank expression. “There’s no room for discussion about the contract. Don’t go to the company anymore. I have other plans for you!”

    After saying that, he glanced again in the direction where Qi Yanwang had disappeared, then turned and left the set.

    Qi Yanwang was resting with his eyes closed in the lounge inside the dressing room.

    Outside, the women’s discussions started again.

    “Ning Xin, Xingyue Media really isn’t going to sign you? What does President Zhuo mean?”

    “This President Zhuo is really unpredictable. He’s not going to sign you, but he came to the set today to see you and treated everyone to coffee. What’s he up to?”

    Ning Xin sat calmly in front of the makeup mirror, savoring Zhuo Huaimo’s words before he left, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

    “He said he has other plans for me!”

    As soon as these words came out, the women immediately became as excited as if they’d been injected with chicken blood, asking questions all at once.

    “President Zhuo said that himself?”

    “Really? He really said he has other plans for you?”

    Ning Xin opened her red lips slightly and uttered four words, “Absolutely true!”

    “OMG!” One of the women almost screamed. “Ning Xin, he…he couldn’t have taken a liking to you, could he?”

    “That makes sense! It all adds up! He doesn’t want to sign you because he doesn’t want to have a working relationship with you. He wants you to be his woman!”

    Ning Xin looked at her own beauty in the mirror, as if everything was already settled.

    “I knew it! How could he suddenly not sign me? I was the champion chosen from hundreds of thousands of people! Besides, who would want to show their face as an actress when they could be the boss’s wife?”

    With one sentence, she both belittled her own profession and included everyone else in the dressing room.

    She said in an ambiguous tone, “No wonder I felt that the way he looked at me was strange… Once I serve him well, I’ll have whatever resources I want!”

    Behind the door, Qi Yanwang curled his lips disdainfully and sneered softly.

    “Desperate!”

    On the other side, in the Xingyue Media CEO’s office, Yu Fengran was so angry that his face turned green. He threw Ning Xin’s contract in front of Zhuo Huaimo and said through gritted teeth,

    “What exactly do you want to do?”

    Yu Fengran was not only Zhuo Huaimo’s manager, but also his brother and partner who had been with him all the way.

    Difficult investors, intrusive paparazzi, and even the company’s blood-sucking shareholders were all taken care of by Yu Fengran.

    Zhuo Huaimo only needed to be handsome! He was the company’s biggest cash cow. Who dared to provoke him?

    But this time, this “cash cow” refused to sign Ning Xin, and the voices of opposition in the company were almost overturning the roof!

    “King of Hell! Ancestor! You’re not signing the most popular rising star. Who exactly do you want to sign? Sign me?!”

    Obviously, Yu Fengran had been driven crazy by the shareholders, otherwise he wouldn’t have had such delusions.

    Zhuo Huaimo glanced at him indifferently, got up and walked to the refrigerator, took a bottle of iced water, and threw it in front of him, his tone with a hint of sarcasm.

    “When did you become like those vulgar people outside, attracted to this kind of short-term traffic?”

    Yu Fengran gulped down most of the bottle of water, wiped his mouth, and said stubbornly,

    “Vulgar people? You find me someone who isn’t vulgar? I’ll even sign a fairy from heaven for you!”

    Zhuo Huaimo’s lips curled into a meaningful smile. “If you’re so irritable, you’ll scare the fairy away. Don’t worry, I’ll bring one back for you another day.”

    Yu Fengran narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “You…have a target?”

    Zhuo Huaimo smiled without saying a word, placing Qi Yanwang’s information in front of him, his tone determined.

    “I want to sign him!”

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