The Reigning Star: Tycoon's Exclusive Obsession-Chapter 50: Don’t Worry!

This man always encourages and guides her, pointing her in the right direction!

Ji Niandong suddenly sobered up. Indeed, now is not the time to be nervous or timid. No matter how many thorns lie ahead, it’s time to push forward with all her might!

Otherwise, it would be laughable if everything she personally gave up to Shen Congjun couldn’t be reclaimed!

Ji Niandong looked up and nodded firmly to him, "So much has happened lately, I’ve been dwelling on my failures. But thinking back on these five years is laughable! Don’t worry, Little Uncle, I will live for myself in the future and realize my dreams properly! I definitely will!"

She emphasized again, as if to cheer herself up.

In no time, Lu Beichen drove her to Sheng Mingyuan’s studio, and as the car stopped at the entrance, Lu Beichen said, "Yesterday I spoke to Mr. Sheng privately, you can just go in and report your name. There are a lot of people inside from the entertainment industry, so I won’t be going in. Good luck!"

He smiled as he cheered her on, and Ji Niandong nodded, grateful for his thoughtfulness.

After getting off the car, she walked straight inside. The studio wasn’t big, but it was spacious and bright, with several familiar-looking stars inside, probably there to learn.

Ji Niandong reported her name, and the secretary knocked on Sheng Mingyuan’s office door for her to enter.

She nodded politely at the secretary before pushing the door open and entering.

Once the most popular figure in the entertainment industry, Sheng Mingyuan, along with Tong Lu, was hailed as the leading man and woman of that era. One had completely disappeared from the entertainment industry, and the other turned to backstage work, even becoming an acting teacher.

He is now almost fifty, yet still looks robust and stylish, with a good physique. He sat with his head lowered at the desk, a pair of glasses perched on his high nose bridge, sitting there as if in a photoshoot, with a slight stubble at the corners of his mouth, a signature mark of a mature man.

"Sit!" he instructed without looking at her, his deep baritone having a distinctive allure.

Ji Niandong went over and sat in front of the desk, greeting politely, "Hello Mr. Sheng, my name is Ji Niandong, I..."

"You won first place in a high school competition, then disappeared after shooting some commercials and minor roles? Didn’t even finish high school and now you’re 24 years old!" His voice was deep and powerful, laced with mockery and disdain, "No family background either, what’s your relationship with Lu Beichen?"

His gaze lifted with contempt, but it visibly trembled when it fell on her face. He furrowed his brows and scrutinized her carefully, asking, "What did you say your name was just now?"

"Ji Niandong!" she pursed her lips, reading into his words. What else could it mean if linked to Lu Beichen? It’s smart not to let people know they are acquainted!

The man’s gaze lingered on her face, his expression complex and tangled, and finally, he asked, "Has anyone ever told you that you resemble someone a lot?"

"No one!" Ji Niandong interrupted him decisively, asking, "Mr. Sheng, do you happen to know someone who looks a lot like me?"

"Oh, not really. Maybe Miss Ji just has a familiar face, you seem familiar to me." The man in front of her stood up and said, "Excuse me, I need to make a phone call!" freewёbnoνel.com

This time, his tone was noticeably more polite.

Ji Niandong watched as he hastily opened the door and left, unsure of what to do, she just pursed her lips and sat quietly in the chair, waiting.