Although he thought the manager went too far, he didn’t stand up to stop him, just drowned in his own frustration. Deep down, he even agreed with the manager, thinking it was Rong Yan who dragged the crew down.
KT Entertainnt was making a big fuss with this low-budget web drama, not just because it coincidentally crashed into the press conference schedule, but also because of the grudge over Rong Yan’s contract termination with KT.
Later, the press conference went smoothly. Rong Yan rallied her social circle; half of the entertainnt industry ca out to support "Little Luck." Riding this wave of popularity, he, the male lead, began to gain recognition.
Step by step, he rose to fa and even got to walk in fashion week.
Rong Yan was stunned for a mont and curiously asked, "Why did you suddenly bring this up?"
Zhou Chen was downhearted, "It’s nothing... Today, besides eting Xinyue, I also ran into a very competent senior from our school who I used to admire greatly. Because of him, I got into Huadian. I chatted with him for a while."
To say they chatted was sugar-coating it; the reality was less harmonious. The truth was he enthusiastically went to find that senior, but the senior thought he ca to provoke him and mocked him bitterly. Only through those words did he learn how his senior succumbed to the rules step by step, crawled out from the darkness to gain a little fa, and then to see him take off, how could he not resent him.
Rong Yan probably guessed what they talked about. Just then, Zhu Zhu ca in to deliver coffee. Eyes slightly lowered, holding her phone, she softly said, "I got your point. Don’t overthink it; your journey is still long. Just be yourself."
Be yourself?
Zhou Chen looked at the radiant red carpet not far away and rows of reporters lined up on either side, his eyes were lost.
"Be yourself. Don’t forget your original intention."
"Rong Yan, I’m leaving the coffee here." After putting down the coffee, Zhu Zhu curiously glanced over, seemingly wanting to know who she was talking to on the phone.
Rong Yan looked at the large stack of unread docunts by her feet and felt overwheld, supporting her forehead. She said to the person on the other end, "Alright, I won’t talk to you anymore. I still have things to review. I’ll hang up now, and we can chat when I have ti later."
"Hmm, bye, Rong Yan."
"Bye."
She put down the phone, exhaled a breath, quickly picked up her coffee, and took a sip, "Oh, Zhu Zhu’s coffee is still the best."
"Really?" The round-faced girl bead with joy and imdiately offered, "I’ll brew a new one after you finish. Soday, I’ll check online for reviews to see if there’s a good coffee machine to buy. This way, I can brew fresh coffee for you guys, much better than this instant stuff!"
Rong Yan’s eyebrows curved with a bright smile, her porcelain-white oval face looked exquisite in the swirling coffee steam, making hearts skip a beat, "Sure."
Zhu Zhu was dumbstruck for a long ti.
Estelle noticed it and helplessly gave her a glance, "You’re teasing her again!"
"So, what did Zhou Chen call you about?"
Rong Yan leaned innocently on the sofa, picked up the docunt she hadn’t finished reading, and buried herself in it, "Nothing much, he just called to thank ."
"He called internationally just to thank you?" Estelle couldn’t understand what was going through the young people’s minds.
"Mm-hmm. He also apologized for not standing up to stop his manager from making a scene during the press conference."
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