Chapter 340: Planning to Show Your Face Huh

Not only actors need to wait for a good script, but directors are also desperate for talented individuals.

With just Chu Yao alone, they might not take the risk, but add Mo Bai, and the show is a hit even before filming starts.

Chu Yao’s agent, Sister Mi, in her early thirties, was initially responsible only for Chu Yao.

After Chu Yao went to prison, she was manipulated by those in the company who were promoted at the expense of others, to look after two minor 18th-tier artists, until yesterday.

Mo Tingshen personally ordered her to work with Chu Yao again, and the economic team was quickly reassembled.

Online movements and news from all sides were methodically reported to Sister Mi.

She gave Chu Yao, who was on stage, an OK sign.

Chu Yao knew then that the director, who was their first choice, had taken the initiative to contact them.

“I won’t take up much more of your time, see you at the New Year’s award ceremony.”

Her statement wasn’t an exaggeration; during her three years in prison, a TV show and two movies were released.

Setting aside other aspects, Chu Yao’s acting skills were indeed commendable, yet due to her imprisonment, no organization had dared to award her until now.

It seemed that Chu Yao’s era was coming back.

She stood up, and the reporters also stood up one by one.

This woman’s exit was elegant to the core.

Suddenly, her gaze sharpened as she looked towards the entrance of the press conference.

Mo Tingshen had arrived.

As their eyes met, Chu Yao’s smiling lips slightly tightened.

The man’s deep black eyes seemed calm, but underneath, a tumultuous undercurrent surged.

Some reporters had already turned their heads towards the entrance.

Chu Yao calmly withdrew her gaze, walked down the steps, glanced at him once more, and playfully blinked.

He had supported her to the utmost.

The whole city was set in motion, three shows produced over three years to maintain her popularity.

In a matter of days, she had secured endorsements from three top luxury brands.

Today’s assembled reporters hadn’t been cherry-picked, ensuring there would always be some who asked tricky questions.

She boldly addressed them head-on.

This press conference was a resounding victory for her.

Nan Jiaojiao received a call from Bo Yanching when almost everyone had left the venue.

“Is it over?”

“It’s over, let’s have dinner tonight.”

Bo Yanching chuckled, “Just the two of us, or with your friends?”

“Is there a difference?”

Her counter-question genuinely baffled him, and after a pause, he laughed, “Alright, I’ll make the arrangements.

Are you still at the press conference?

I’ll come pick you up.”

“No need, I’ll probably leave with Chu Yao.

Zhenzhen is here too.

Wang’s Tavern’s drunken crabs are delicious.

How about we go there?

“Okay,” Bo Yanching chatted with her for a few more sentences.

Neither seemed inclined to hang up.

Nan Jiaojiao held her phone as she walked backstage, occasionally responding until she reached the makeup room door, where she finally said, “See you tonight.”

Bo Yanching: “See you tonight.”

Nan Jiaojiao put away her phone, just pushed the door open, and a loud sneeze came through; she paused and peeked inside.

Chu Yao was wrapped in a military green coat that reached her ankles.

Despite the sufficient heating in the room, she was still shivering.

Lu Zhenzhen teased, “I thought you weren’t afraid of the cold.”

“What do you know, you can’t lose momentum.

Even if I’m shivering with cold, in front of the camera, I have to look beautiful.

Don’t think you can catch me in an embarrassing shot.

I… Achoo!”

Chu Yao grabbed several tissues and blew her nose forcefully; her hands were trembling, and her lips had turned blue, “Where is Sister Mi?

Why hasn’t she brought my clothes yet?

A young makeup artist hurriedly responded.

Just then, Sister Mi arrived and exchanged a few words with Nan Jiaojiao at the door before accompanying Chu Yao towards the changing room.

Lu Zhenzhen waved Nan Jiaojiao over to sit next to her, “Planning to make an appearance?”