Chapter 69: Opportunity for Success

  "What does this mean?" Pang Guang stared at Zhang Xiaoting's long message, trying to figure out what she wanted to express. Before he could make sense of it, a third text message arrived.

  "Pang Guang, what I said to you today may have been a bit excessive, I'm really sorry. I hope you can understand my eagerness to succeed. I hope you'll agree with me that no matter who Zhang Xiaoting becomes in the future, you'll always be able to understand and encourage me. We're good friends, aren't we?"

  Pang Guang sniffled, and finally only responded with a single "uh". This was the first time in his life he had encountered a girl's genuine confession, and he really didn't know how to respond appropriately. He couldn't muster up some affected words of comfort, nor did he want to try to be mature and stable to reassure Zhang Xiaoting not to think too much about it, because no matter how you looked at it, he wasn't the mature and stable type.

  Pang Guang, when you said "uh-huh", it meant that I understood everything you said. Earlier, I didn't mind, but instead, you made me realize the importance of studying hard. We are good friends, even if I'm already engaged, we're still good friends.

  Zhang Xiaoting looked at Pang Guang's bleak response with unparalleled despair, gritted her teeth, and quickened her pace towards Zhao Hanquan's home. The moment she rang the doorbell, she burst into tears. The shackles of fate made her unable to retreat, and even she herself couldn't understand what kind of person she had become - was she really someone who prioritized immediate gains, willing to do whatever it took to achieve her goals? But hadn't she also once had pure dreams, been innocent, lively? Why had she become like this now?

  "Who?" Zhao Hankui asked through the intercom, seeing Zhang Xiaoting's tearful face.

  "Director Zhao, hello. I'm Zhang Xiaoting. You asked me to come find you at 8 o'clock tonight." Zhang Xiaoting said with a fabricated calm tone while wiping the corner of her eye.

  "Oh, come on in, handsome."

  The gate creaked open and Zhang Xiaoting pulled it open and walked in.

  "Director Zhao, hello." As she walked out of the elevator, Zhang Xiaoting found that Zhao Hankui, wearing pajamas, was already standing at the door waiting for her and hurriedly greeted him politely.

  "Oh, you're here so soon? Come on in." Zhao Hankui said, adjusting his glasses.

  Zhang Xiaoting walked in carefully, a look of envy immediately appearing on her face: "Your house is so big, do you live here alone?" She knew that the first task was to figure out the situation, lest she made a fool of herself and missed an opportunity.

  Zhao Hanquan nodded: "Bring me your resume to take a look." As he spoke, his eyes had already begun to sneakily glance at Zhang Xiaoting's slender body. He clearly knew that an extremely exciting moment was about to arrive, and a certain part of his body had unknowingly reacted. To be honest, Zhang Xiaoting was the most tender girl he had ever been in contact with. Therefore, after the celebration banquet ended, as soon as he returned home, he rushed into the bathtub, soaking his body until it was fragrant. When he got out of the bath and put on his pajamas, he deliberately didn't wear underwear, enjoying this ambiguous feeling.

  "Resume?" Zhang Xiaoting was taken aback: "I... came in a hurry, I didn't prepare."

  "Is that so?" Zhao Hankui said after a moment of contemplation, "You should know that artist managers are not charity organizations and won't do business at a loss. You need to understand that making a star requires a substantial investment in packaging and promotion. Let's put it this way, there are no less than a hundred girls outside who have better conditions than you. You don't have any experience or actual skills, and on top of that, you're over the age limit. How can I believe that you'll bring benefits to our company after joining? You didn't even bring your resume with you when you came here, which makes me very suspicious of your sincerity." Zhao Hankui had an expression of disappointment, "Alright, go back and prepare your resume first, then come find me again."

  Zhang Xiaoting's lips moved, but she couldn't say a word. She was considering whether to use a more effective method to regain the initiative. After a while, she started unbuttoning her blouse. At this moment, she was still wearing the hotel uniform, and the white blouse had many buttons. Moreover, she deliberately slowed down her speed.

  Zhao Hankui saw Zhang Xiaoting was indeed eye-catching, and without saying a word, he directly entered the topic. This was for the best, saving himself from wasting his breath. Watching Zhang Xiaoting's slow movements as she unbuttoned her shirt, he felt a surge of anger in his heart. He almost blurted out to Zhang Xiaoting that there was no need to be so troublesome, and that she could simply rip open her white shirt and directly enter the wonderful scene, how refreshing would that be?

  But he endured it. It's just over 8 o'clock, still very early. He wanted to play slowly and more excitingly. Thinking of this, Zhao Hankui's face sank: "What do you mean?"

  Zhang Xiaoting still didn't speak, took off her jacket, took off her short skirt, and when her pure white body was completely in front of Zhao Hanquan, she finally spoke, very firmly: "I'm looking forward to getting Director Zhao's appreciation, please give me a chance to audition, believe me, no matter what you want me to do, I'll be willing."

  "What do you mean by this?" Zhao Hanquan said another sentence: "Put your clothes back on immediately, what kind of appearance is this? Get out, leave my house immediately." Although his face didn't have any expression, the thick glasses on his eyes had already flashed a wolf-like glow. After finishing speaking, he turned around and deliberately avoided looking at Zhang Xiaoting. He was waiting, waiting for a more mature opportunity to play a more exciting game. As the general manager of a management company surrounded by young stars and models every day, his daily life was not lacking in women. It could even be said that he was more familiar with women's bodies than his own body. For Zhang Xiaoting who came knocking on his door, what he wanted was not just her body, but to thoroughly crush her self-esteem, grind away her confidence, and make her willingly surrender at his feet, letting him manipulate her as he pleased.

  As expected, Zhang Xiaoting became anxious and walked up to him, her lips and tongue sticking to his back as he wore a nightgown, while the other hand stroked the sensitive area on his chest: "Director Zhao, my brain may not be good, but I'm very obedient. Tell me how to do it so that I can have a chance to try out for the role, I'll definitely do it, please."

  "Are you really willing to do anything?" Zhao Hanquan's wolf-like nature reached its peak under Zhang Xiaoting's initiative, feeling that the timing was thoroughly ripe. He then pried open Zhang Xiaoting's hand and asked: "Are you sure you won't regret it?"

  Zhang Xiaoting nodded, her eyes firm and resolute as she told Zhao Hankui that even if there were knives and fires ahead, she would charge forward without hesitation.

  "Alright, come with me." Zhao Hankui said, without turning his head, and walked directly towards a door in the corner.