I Unlocked Beast Language and Became a Bigshot After My Rebirth! Chapter 113 - 113: Personal Studio

Chapter 113: Personal Studio

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

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

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

Zhao Nan listened and exclaid joyfully, “Great! My best friend is going to debut! When I beco 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! Co to Stellar Entertainnt and be my assistant.”

Zhao Nan hesitated for a mont.

Stellar Entertainnt 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 entertainnt industry. She said, “Xin, I’d love to be your assistant, but having 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 newcor could bring imnse 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 mont 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 so free ti, 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 ca in from an unknown number. Glancing at the ti, 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 anie, Zhao Nan. You didn’t even have my number saved.”

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

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

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

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 co for an interview tomorrow?”

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

The two of them agreed to et 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 ssage on her social dia platform, [Helping you out with such a big favor, shouldn’t you treat to a al as a thank you?]

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

At that mont, 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..