Two days later, at a film company in A City that recently rose rapidly, artists arriving early for work discovered that their boss brought a very pure and beautiful assistant.
"Hey, President Xia, is this your newly hired assistant?"
"Yes, how about it? Isn't she prettier than you?"
Xia Zhichu was very popular among women, especially among the female artists in his company.
Upon hearing this, Tao Yingying, a female star recently favored by the company, instantly showed a touch of displeasure in her eyes.
She turned her head and glanced at the young girl dressed in jeans with a casual plaid shirt thrown over, seeing she was indeed attractive, with a temperament akin to a college freshman. Suddenly, a trace of tension surged in her mind: "President Xia, you're not planning to promote her, are you?"
Promote?
Xia Zhichu glanced at the girl who was looking around: "It's not impossible, you know, nowadays, girls as pure as her are quite rare."
Xia Zhichu's praise was sincere.
