322 I Hope You Like The Story I Said
“Familiar?” She curled her lips and flipped her hair. “Perhaps. I find you familiar as well. I feel like I’m seeing myself when I look at you.”
The woman smiled at Ye Shengge as she said that.
However, Ye Shengge was confused.
“Really? What a coincidence…” She smiled and bade her farewells.
She left the meeting room without hesitation.
After walking out, she saw a small figure squatting in the corner of the hallway. The boy was holding his fair face and pretending to be deep in thought.
“Huh? Little Zheng?” Ye Shengge was surprised. She squatted down in front of him and pinched his round face. “Why are you here?”
“I’m waiting for my mom.” He glanced at her and said.
“Your mom is here for the interview too.” Ye Shengge wasn’t surprised. Since the child was a child star, his mother was probably an actress. Besides, she remembered that the child’s mother was slender and fit for the camera.
Speaking of which, the child’s mother had a similar figure to the assistant director. Was Little Zheng’s mother the assistant director in the meeting room?
Could it be so coincidental?
This was going through her mind when she heard a gentle voice, “Little Zheng.”
Little Zheng immediately jumped up and rushed over. “Mom!”
Ye Shengge turned around and saw the mother and son leaning against each other. She was speechless. No wonder she thought Ms. Ada looked familiar. They had met on the set yesterday, but where did that woman’s hostility come from?
“Little Zheng seems to like you.” The woman hugged her son and said.
“I like Little Zheng a lot too,” Ye Shengge answered calmly.
However, the woman hugged her son tighter, as if she was afraid that Ye Shengge would snatch him away.
pAnD a(-)n0ve1.com “The interview is over. You can go back now.” The woman smiled. “I hope you like the story I just told you.”
…No, Ye Shengge didn’t like it at all.
Ye Shengge wanted to roast it deep down, but she smiled and said goodbye to them.
…
After returning to the car, Ye Shengge felt that something was amiss. At that moment, her phone rang.
Ye Shengge immediately picked up the phone when she saw the name displayed was ‘Ji Shiting’.
“Shiting.” She sounded wronged.
Ji Shiting could feel how close and trusting she was.
The man was in a better mood.
“How was the interview?” He chuckled.
“Nothing much,” Ye Shengge said. “An assistant director called Ada interviewed me, and she didn’t ask me any questions. She told me a strange story and asked me to head back.”
“Ada?” The man’s voice deepened. “Where are you?”
“Huijing Building. I haven’t left yet.”
“Don’t leave first. Return to the 17th floor,” said the man decisively. “Go straight to Chen Anzhi.”
It turned out that Chen Anzhi was auditioning for an actress, so Ada had asked her to wait for the notice, which meant she hadn’t passed the audition at all.
“Alright.” Ye Shengge gripped her phone. “I’ll go now.”
She knew that the interview had been strange..
…
Elsewhere, Ji Shiting immediately called Sun Ye over.
“Check if Chen Anzhi has an assistant director called Ada.”