Li An couldn't hold back any longer, tears streaming down his face.
What entertainment studio owner would be so blind as to sign him?
It must be a ploy by the bar. Thinking of his empty stomach, too stingy even for instant noodles, Li An felt even worse, as if his whole body was being roasted by fire.
Li An stiffened his body, trying not to appear too pathetic, and said bitterly, "Manager, if you're going to kick me out, I'll leave on my own. No need to make excuses."
Seeing Li An about to leave, the manager's face changed dramatically. He waved his hand and shouted, "Trying to run? Young Master Ling's orders, send him to the studio! Quick, quick, quick!"
A group of burly bodyguards swarmed in, lifting Li An up by his hands and feet, and hustled him away.
Li An was panicking inside, only to find himself sent to... Starry Sky Studio?
He's heard of this studio; recently Liu Weiyang's incident caused quite a stir, all in all, the prospects seemed good.
