785: There Are Never What If’s (15)

There Are Never What If’s (15)

Other than granny, there never seemed to be anyone else who would think that he might ever fall sick. All of them felt that he was capable of anything, as though he was made of steel.0

Shang Mo recalled his promise of the previous night, and as though he wanted to reciprocate that care from Rong Mo, said, "You don't have to go to the film set today. Go with Big Mountain to Century."

"Century?" Qian Xun was just mentioning Century to her a couple of days ago. That was an entertainment company that was established not too long ago. Qian Xun's manager—Li Yangyang—was poached away by Century.

Ever since Li Yangyang entered Century and had her own shares in it, she had hoped that Qian Xun would jump ship into Century after her contract was up.

Even though Century was a new company, it had an extensive network and deep pockets, unlike any other normal entertainment management companies. They had their own media company and network, using a high price to acquire the most professional team. Clearly, their aim was to create an entertainment empire of the highest tier.

She knew that the CEO of Century was a man whose surname was Chu, and Shang Mo's investments were together with Century as well. Seemed like Shang Mo had a share of Century, and should be one of the hidden bosses at the back as well.

"You don't have a contract now. Since we're going to turn you into one of the hottest stars of the entertainment industry, you have to have your own professional team." Shang Mo explained indifferently.

Rong Mo understood—he was trying to get her to sign an agreement with the company before entering the entertainment industry officially.

But, could she do it?

After all, she was a woman. If she were Mo Feifei, based on Mo Feifei's age, she should be 25 years old or so now.

Because she was in a vegetative state for 7 years without the memories of it, she thought that she was merely 18.

It was easier to hide everything now that it was winter. But come summer, how was she going to do it?

She wanted to get herself exposed as a bait to find out everything about her past. Yet, it was easier portraying the image of an 18-year-old young boy than a mature man.

There was no way she could continue developing in this industry in the long term.

Looking at how Rong Mo had no response for a long time, Shang Mo frowned. "Why? You're regretting it?"

He thought that Rong Mo had contemplated for an entire night to not join the entertainment industry because he wanted to be with Zhu Yuyu.

Rong Mo shook his head. "No… I'll go."

She had no background, and even her identity was a lie.

If she did not have Shang Mo's help, there was no way she would have a chance for any sort of exposure. Besides, at such a critical junction, she had better listen to Shang Mo's commands obediently, lest she caused their relationship to sour.

When Rong Mo arrived at Century, the person to welcome her was Qian Xun's manager, Li Yangyang. After glancing through the contract passed to her by Li Yangyang, Rong Mo ascertained that there was nothing wrong with it before signing 'Rong Mo' on it.

A step at a time then… Things couldn't possibly get worse than they were now. Besides, she had not imagined that Li Yangyang would be her manager.

That had her rather surprised. Li Yangyang was poached away with a large amount of money as the head of artist management. She would usually only take charge of the most important artists. To think that as a newcomer, she would be managed directly by Li Yangyang—she had Shang Mo to thank for that.

Returning home, Rong Mo sat on the sofa and looked at a training schedule Li Yangyang had arranged for her. Amongst them was an activity that she resisted and caused her headaches.

Gymming.

Pointing on the word gym, she was sent into a daze until a deep voice rang out from behind her. "It's time for you to start gymming."

Instinctively, Rong Mo turned around. Out of nowhere, Shang Mo had leaned down behind her, and that turn nearly had their faces sticking with one another.

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