After the 99th Confession , The Cold School Beauty’s Personality Collapsed Chapter 46

After leaving Qin Luo's school, Jiang Zhitao answered a call and then drove to the bustling CBD, stopping in front of a tall building.

Hanging on the building were four large characters spelling out the na of an entertainnt giant—Tianhong Entertainnt.

When it cos to the entertainnt industry, Tianhong Entertainnt is a major player that any artist seeking high-quality developnt must reckon with.

In this country, filled with entertainnt companies and self-dia firms, Tianhong Entertainnt stands as an established enterprise, a big brother in the industry. With its solid foundation and vast capital, it ranks among the top three nationwide.

Each year, countless young people with dreams of stardom scramble to join Tianhong Entertainnt, only to be ruthlessly filtered out, blending into the crowd as just another face.

Those who manage to climb this mountain can gain a vantage point, becoming a widely celebrated superstar.

But the path to the top is like crossing a single-plank bridge among a sea of competitors. So rely on all sorts of ans to make it through, while many hesitate to take the first step or fall into the abyss halfway.

However, Jiang Zhitao didn’t cross that single-plank bridge.

Her ascent was as if she had a cheat code, soaring straight to the summit.

There were two reasons for this. First, her abilities were outstanding—no need to ntion her appearance; she also had a heavenly voice. With such talent, after so simple training, she appeared on screen and instantly captivated audiences.

The second reason was her father, a shareholder in Tianhong Entertainnt.

Her combination of talent and background made Jiang Zhitao a princess of sorts within Tianhong Entertainnt.

As soon as she entered the building, countless people greeted her.

The n struggled to hide their admiration, while the won looked at her with a mixture of envy and jealousy over her current status.

With a polite smile, Jiang Zhitao nodded to those who greeted her, then entered the elevator and headed to the upper floors.

The entire building belonged to Tianhong Entertainnt, with each floor having different facilities. Jiang Zhitao went to the floor she often frequented, equipped with a dedicated dance studio, a singing room, a yoga room, and more.

All these facilities were solely for her use; no one else was allowed to use them.

Additionally, she had a private studio, a privilege afforded to very few within Tianhong Entertainnt.

She walked gracefully towards her studio.

Near the door, she overheard two assistants chatting excitedly, so she paused to listen.

Two young female assistants were huddled together, talking animatedly.

"Hey, hey, check out this video, he's so handso!"

"It's just basketball. What's so exciting... Whoa! That guy is really handso!"

"Oh my gosh, that dunk is amazing, and he's so good-looking, I’m practically drooling!"

"The video looks like it’s from Finance University. Ugh, I wish I were born a few years later—maybe I could've been his classmate."

"Pfft, even if you were his classmate, he wouldn’t give you a second look."

"And like he'd look at you? Co on, if you ask , Sister Taozi would be a much better match for him."

"Sure, they're a match in looks, but Sister Taozi’s a big star. He may be handso, but he's just a regular student. He couldn’t possibly compare."

"You can't say that. What if he becos a superstar himself one day?"

"Fair point..."

The assistants continued their chatter until an older female manager walked over and lightly tapped their heads, saying, "You two! Gossiping about Sister Taozi behind her back—do you still want to keep your jobs?"

"Hehe, Sister Taozi wouldn’t mind."

"Yeah, she’s nothing like those other big stars. We love her!"

The manager smiled but then turned serious, warning, "Just because she’s approachable doesn’t an you can gossip about her. If anyone else hears, you'll be in trouble, understand?"

The two assistants stuck their tongues out and flashed cute smiles, nodding, "We get it, we get it."

Just then, the sound of footsteps caught their attention as Jiang Zhitao approached.

The assistants imdiately stood up and greeted her, "Good morning, Sister Taozi!"

"Morning! You two seem full of energy today," Jiang Zhitao replied with a smile.

"Hehe, we just saw an especially handso guy."

"We were just saying how well you two would match, Sister Taozi. Do you want to see?"

"You two, behave," the manager scolded with a glance, then called Jiang Zhitao over.

They moved to an adjacent room.

The manager’s expression turned anxious, and she said, "Taozi, why are you doing this? I don’t know what happened between you and Mr. Jiang, but going against him like this—it’s not worth it."

Jiang Zhitao knew what the manager was getting at and shook her head, replying calmly, "It's alright, Sister i. I’ve already made up my mind."

She stood up to leave, but Sister i continued, "You still have dreams of stardom. You’re at the peak of your career. Making a wrong move now could damage your future."

At this, Jiang Zhitao paused by the door, sighed wistfully, and said, "Sister i, you don’t understand the details... For this so-called dream, I’ve already sacrificed too much. I can’t afford to keep making the sa mistakes."

Sister i was puzzled but still tried to console her, "My dear, what mistakes? You haven’t done anything wrong, have you? Right now, you’re at the top—"

Before she could finish, Jiang Zhitao had already left.

All Sister i could do was sigh and hold back her words, a look of worry on her face.

It was like sothing straight out of a movie: a young heiress clashing with a major shareholder, who then decides to bury her at the peak of her career.

But in real life, who can handle that?

Sister i was troubled but dared not speak of it, fearing the assistants might spread it around. She sat aside in silent worry.

anwhile, Jiang Zhitao, looking carefree, approached the assistants and asked, "What video were you watching just now? Let see."

One of the assistants, still holding the phone, quickly handed it over. "Here, this one."