She had something to ask for, and it was the lead female role, the biggest one. If she didn't pay some price, then this role, she could forget about smoothly bagging it.
Over the past four years, so many olive branches, Zhao Mo had never thought of picking them, but today...
In the past two years, as her fame in this circle grew, more and more people became interested in her, not to mention the investors who came to drink and dine.
Zhao Mo calmly sat down, those investors and producers tacitly began to insistently coax her to drink.
Previously, her alcohol tolerance was poor, three cups would surely make her drunk.
But to adapt to this circle, Zhao Mo secretly practiced on her drinking capacity.
Although she wasn't yet a thousand-cup-drinker, her tolerance indeed improved quite a bit.
Men, women, and the dining table naturally gave rise to lewd jokes, and later, two investors sneaked into the corner to fool around.
The pungent smell made Zhao Mo faintly nauseous.
