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Chapter 1850 A good artist, as long as they could put out masterpieces and keep their relevance, would be popular in any entertainment agency, even if they changed from one
to another.
After all, deals were all made because of the benefits that came along
Daisie was about to sign the contract, but that was when she remembered something and asked all of a sudden,” Can I name a request?”
The chairman paused and nodded. “No problem, as long as it‘s reasonable and compliant.” She named her request without any hesitation. “I want to have
the final say when it comes to choosing the script that I‘ll get in the future.”
The chairman originally thought that she would make a list of some difficult requests, so he did not expect it to
be such a matter. Thus, he agreed to it readily, even without thinking about it.
At noon, the secretary brought Daisie to see the manager.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDaisie followed the secretary along the corridor, looking around. They kept all the famous films, television posters, and a group photo of all the employees within
the company behind glass cupboards.
She turned around and asked the secretary how she should address him. And the secretary replied to her with a smile. “I‘m Billy Gray, and you can call me Mr. Gray.”
Probably out of curiosity, Daisie asked again, “My manager, is it easy to get along with him?”
Billy was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled. “Don‘t worry, Mr. Charlie Johnson came over to work for us from Zestar Media. He
has a lot of experience, and the artists that followed him back then are basically all s– and A–tier celebrities.
Nowadays, including you, only three celebrities are under his management.”
Daisie narrowed her eyes. She felt that Billy was answering her
questions lightly while avoiding all the important points. He did not say whether they would get along well or not.
However, judging from his slightly embarrassed expression, it could be seen that this agent might not be the easiest person to get along with.
She asked again, “Why does he only have to manage so few artists?”
Billy replied, “Mr. Johnson is only responsible for managing the top–tier artists of our company. Tenet has just started, so the company has only two top–tier artists.”
After saying that, he added with a smile, “However, Mr. Vanderbilt , I believe that you‘ll be able to move up the ranking and become one of the top–tier ones in no time.”
When facing these flattering words, Daisie only gave off a smile and did not utter a single word.
‘The chairman was extremely polite with me just now, and Mr. Gray is speaking so respectfully to me. In
addition to my popularity in the industry, it‘s more due to my special identity.
‘Sure enough, what Aunt Xyla said to me at their estate is true. My identity will always be the elephant in the room wherever I go, and it‘s
difficult to change many things that I want to be changed. Even if I want
to rely on myself instead of the Goldmanns , in Bassburgh , as long as I‘m still the daughter of the legendary Nolan Goldmann, no one will dare to reject me so easily
due to Dad‘s influence.‘
The
two stopped at the office of the management department, and before they entered the office, a stack of documents smashed on the door, and an infuriated voice followed it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“James Tell, I didn‘t boost your reputation and make you a top–tier artist for you to play a poser in the industry. If you refuse to restrain your temperament, go home
and continue to be that filthy rich baby that you‘ve always been!”
Billy picked up the documents on the floor , looking all
embarrassed , and knocked on the door helplessly. “Mr. Johnson.” Daisie glanced into the room. The man behind the desk was wearing a brown leather jacket and a
black turtleneck shirt, and he looked about 30 years old.
He did not look handsome enough to be categorized as eye candy. He had a neat cut, resolute, tough–
looking facial features, and a tanned complexion, which made him look like a tough guy.
Especially his deep eye sockets and sharp gaze, and when coupled with his profound
aura , he would leave others inexplicably in awe. It felt like saying no to him would be a difficult task.
“Mr. Gray.” Charlie slightly restrained his expression. “Is there anything that I can help you with?”
Billy glanced at the long–haired man on the couch wearing a peaked cap and said with a smile, “The chairman asked you to manage another artist. These are her details.”
“There‘s no need for that. I know who she is.” Charlie pulled out a chair and sat down but did not respond to the order instantly. He took out a cigarette and lit it
expressionlessly. “I won‘t do it.”
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