Qian Zhe Lin went from being the poor little thing the company left to fend for himself, to suddenly becoming the hot commodity.
He invited Sheng Tang to dinner.
The location for dinner was a very private clubhouse.
Talking about this, he couldn't stop laughing.
"…You've really become a legend, Sheng Tang." Qian Zhe Lin sighed, "Recently, several agents have been trying to get in good with me because you said I have potential."
Sheng Tang raised her glass and clinked it with his.
She was somewhat resigned: "This image I've built up, even if I don't want it, it's already set. You need to work hard, make sure my image doesn't crumble because of you."
Qian Zhe Lin clinked glasses with her: "I won't. I've already suffered once; now I know how to pick scripts and how to operate. Sister Chen indeed has provided me with quite a few opportunities.
