She finished speaking and left Ying Bingling in a state of shock and panic, turning to leave the restaurant.
She needed to reconsider her future prospects, as President Huo had clearly become angry today.
Even if the company kept her on, the resources available to her would likely be harder to secure than before.
An agent without resources was as good as useless - how could she cultivate artists?
She had given up on Ying Bingling.
Once the president gave the order, could there be any hope left?
Ying Bingling stood outside the private room for a long time, her mind buzzing and blank.
Blacklisted!
She was going to be blacklisted!
Thinking of Huo Shao Ting's appearance as he left, she shuddered, trembling as she turned back to the private room and took out her phone to make a frantic call.
...
Rong Dai repeated that dream again that night, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't recall it upon waking.
After sitting blankly on the bed for a few minutes, she got up and washed up. Song Xuechun also woke up early today, bringing breakfast to Rong Dai's room to eat together, with Jing Chen following behind her.
"If it weren't for these troublesome matters, I really wouldn't mind Paris at all."
Song Xuechun sipped her coffee by the window, looking out at the early morning in Paris, unable to help but remark.
Rong Dai didn't respond, taking a sip of her red tea. Zong Che and Ji Zheng knocked on the door, and Jing Chen went to open it.
"The event will likely become a hot topic today, and the situation back home is still under control. The priority now is the lawsuit with Dream Transmission Media here."
After sitting down, Zong Che maintained his usual habit of reporting on work matters.
"Fashion Wings wants to do a promotional photoshoot for their award-winning magazine. I've looked over Lu Nianzhi's plans for you, and I've secured a jewelry endorsement for you."
"Another well-known polo equipment company has also sent an email expressing interest in having you as their brand ambassador."
"These are all pieces of content that Lu Nianzhi sent over yesterday. She carefully selected them, so you can screen through them yourself."
"Once things are settled here, it will align nicely with the timing back home."
Rong Dai listened while looking over the materials in her hands.
Although Lu Nianzhi excelled in finance, the recent challenges had also sharpened her eye for discernment.
"Dai'er, do you still plan to develop in the entertainment industry? Will the Huo family approve?"
"I've heard that many wealthy families are reluctant to let their daughters-in-law get involved with that circle, but it would be a pity to let go of these resources."
Song Xuechun was also examining the materials. These endorsements had been meticulously chosen - any popular celebrity would jump at the chance.
Rong Dai looked over the materials, recalling her previous discussions with Lu Nianzhi, and decided to endorse Mulan Fragrance based on her own popularity.
"I'll take them. Shao Ting knows about this."
When Lu Nianzhi was planning Rong Dai's career, these opportunities had already been approved by Huo Shao Ting.
It was just that she hadn't figured out how to explain it to the Matriarch yet.
As they were just finishing their briefing in the room, the doorbell rang again.
Jing Chen glanced through the peephole and saw the butler from the Bertrand family who had blocked their path at the hotel last night. He asked Rong Dai for instructions.
Rong Dai handed the materials back to Zong Che, her eyes half-lowered as she calmly said, "What was bound to happen will happen. Let him in."
Only then did Jing Chen open the door, as they had booked a suite with a separate living room for receiving guests.
"Mrs. Huo."
A man in his early thirties, accompanied by the butler, entered. His gaze accurately landed on Rong Dai as he politely bowed in greeting, fluently introducing himself in Chinese.
"I sincerely apologize for the butler's rashness yesterday, which is why I've come in person today to invite Mrs. Huo on behalf of my father. I hope Mrs. Huo will honor us with her presence."
Rong Dai frowned at him, letting out a light laugh. "The Bertrand family is nobility. I would have thought your household would at least send an invitation before extending such a request. It seems I was mistaken."
She would definitely pay a visit to the Bertrand family, but she couldn't make it seem too easy.
