"Sister Chen must be about to tell me that if I don't renew the contract, the company will cancel all its promotions and public relations for me, right?" Xuan Ling once again sat down on the mahogany carved chair.
At this moment, she was sitting with her arms crossed. Her lips, coated in fluorescent peach-pink lipstick, were curved into an almost-smiling arc.
Xuan Ling like this seemed like she was watching a play.
And the performer of this play was none other than Sister Chen, who Xuan Ling had played to distress.
"You wouldn't have already found another agency, would you?" Just from Xuan Ling's high-and-mighty demeanor today, Sister Chen had already guessed something.
This speculation was quickly confirmed by Xuan Ling herself.
What Xuan Ling said to Sister Chen was, "Sister Chen, you're smart, you guessed it at once. But it's not me who was looking for that company, it was them who came to me personally upon learning that my contract was about to expire!"