CHAPTER 607: CHAPTER 605: GUARANTEE TO COMPLETE THE TASK

Wen Qiao’s love for acting meant she wouldn’t focus on the fame of the production crew or her costars, but on their abilities and strengths.

If they were on par with her, working together would be a pleasant experience.

If they were far superior, it was the perfect opportunity to learn.

No matter how well she performed academically, it was still theory rather than practice.

After all, while her classmates were working part-time and laying their foundations in the entertainment industry, she was merely honing her acting skills in solitude, without any set experience, which was inevitably different.

"Red Makeup" was her first show; when she initially boasted to Fu Jinghen that she’d land the lead role, she was somewhat apprehensive, fearing that a single slip-up would lead to ridicule and scorn.

She was naturally competitive, with a tenacity deep in her bones. She absolutely wouldn’t allow herself to make even the slightest mistake in the field she loved most.

Of course, she also couldn’t accept the embarrassment of failing to impress and then being humiliated.

She replied to Jiang Yao with a simple "Okay," then opened her email to view the script Jiang Yao had sent.

It was a modern drama that told the story of three girls from different places who, by chance, came to live under the same roof. In pursuit of their dreams, they scrambled through the big city, unfolding a narrative filled with both laughter and tears.

The script Jiang Yao sent was focused on one of the protagonists, a character with a growth arc. The character, being beautiful, was adored and pursued by many in school but was mediocre academically. After graduation, she realized that beauty was merely a stepping stone. Once the door was opened, she faced the vast, complex world, where her once-prideful beauty paled in the face of true ability.

After enduring a series of setbacks, she began to work hard and carve out her own place in the world.

Wen Qiao rolled her eyes twice; both the character design and plot were indeed quite engaging, drawing her in more and more.

In dramas with multiple female leads, there was usually competition for the top spot, but Wen Qiao didn’t care much about that, so she had no worries.

Halfway through, Wen Qiao decided to take on the role. After replying to Jiang Yao, she glanced at the time, put down her tablet, and slipped into the bathroom to prepare for the evening’s dinner party.

After finishing a series of essential tasks like bathing and skincare, Wen Qiao began to apply makeup. Midway, Huo Mutian’s secretary delivered an evening gown he had prepared for Wen Qiao.

Although Huo Mutian appeared carefree, his secretary was a dependable and serious person, rarely joking. The eyes behind the black-framed glasses were calm and undisturbed, unlike Feng Li, whose eyes were always gleaming with gossip.

Why do all these CEOs hire assistants whose personalities are so different from their own?

It was a black strapless dress with an asymmetric slit, cut diagonally from the outside of the right thigh down to the left ankle.

The fringe decoration at the bottom of the dress was also a highlight, swaying with the movement of the wearer, adding a touch of allure.

Wen Qiao really liked the dress.

Her phone dinged—it was a message from Huo Mutian inquiring if she had received the dress.

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Received. Mr. Huo’s taste certainly didn’t disappoint me. Thumbs up JPG.]

[Huo Mutian: Since you like it, dress up nicely and don’t embarrass me, especially since your ex-husband will also be attending the dinner tonight. You can’t let yourself down.]

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Why did Wen Qiao feel like Huo Mutian’s words sounded more like those of a sister rather than a suitor?

[Qiaoqiao’s not full: Mission accepted.]