C34 (2/2)

He 'chuckled' repeatedly, ”Yes, you are here to apply for a car model? ”What's your name?”

”My name is Lu Man, I …”

”Lu Man, right?” He interrupted me with a hint of hidden interest in his tone. ”I understand. Just come directly over here.”

Doubtful, I asked, ”You don't need an interview?”

”No need, since Weiwei recommended it, I trust her judgement.”

”…” I tightened my grip on my phone, feeling even more uneasy. Was Li Weiwei really that kind? Was there a trick to this?

”Miss Lu, Miss Lu?”

”Hmm? ”Right.” Mr. Zhou's business brought me back to my senses, ”I'm here, please speak.”

”The press conference will be held the day after tomorrow. I'll send the address to you. Come by 8: 30 in the morning. The press conference will be held at 9 o'clock.” He hung up without giving me a chance to refuse.

I smiled wryly, do I even have the qualifications to refuse? 5 million is a sky-high price for me right now. No matter what trap Li Weiwei prepared for me, I have to make it.

Two days later, I got up at 6: 30. I washed up briefly, put on some makeup, and took a taxi to the address given by Mr. Zhou.

It was a huge square. The staff had already built a large shed and were laying out tables and chairs. Dozens of luxurious and noble sports cars were parked by the side. The scene was very grand.

I got out of the car, walked over, and dialed Mr. Zhou's number.

”Hello, Mr. Zhou, hello. I'm already here. I'm at the square.”

”Alright, stand there and don't move. I'll get someone to pick you up.”

”Alright, thank you, Mr. Zhou.”

After I hung up, I stood there and waited. A moment later, a man in his twenties trotted up to me, laughing heartily.

When he saw me, he was visibly surprised and said hesitantly, ”You... is it Lu Man? ”

I smiled back. ”Yes.”

He scratched his head in embarrassment, ”Director Zhou told me to come and pick you up. Come with me.”

”Alright.” I nodded. He chatted with me nonchalantly all the way, and a strange look crossed his face when he heard I was coming to be a model.

I was only thinking about myself and didn't pay much attention.

”Lumen, I don't think you need to be a model at all, given your conditions.” he suddenly said.

I looked at him in surprise, then smiled. ”I need money. Aren't I here for eleven thousand days?”

Listening to me say this, his eyes became extremely disappointed. He didn't speak to me again until he brought me to the backstage. This made me feel a bit baffled.

As I expected, Mr. Zhou was a middle-aged man in his forties, but compared to his rich voice, he looked a little … He was getting greasy.

In particular, the way he looked at me made me feel as if I was entangled by a snake, slippery and terrifying.

I didn't dare to meet his gaze, so I lowered my head and said, ”Hello, Mr. Zhou. I'm Lu Man.”

”Haha …” ”Weiwei really didn't lie to me.” He reached out and put his hand on my shoulder, but he didn't leave immediately.