Jiang Ye reviewed the resume she had sent again.

Basic information, personal photos, and talent show videos.

There didn't seem to be any problems.

Jiang Ye scrolled up and looked at the family background section of her personal information.

She understood.

Jiang Ye was an orphan.

She grew up in an orphanage until she turned sixteen and left.

After leaving the orphanage, she originally wanted to find a job to make a living, and then she happened to be spotted by the first scout she met in her life, who said she had the potential to be an idol and took her to South Korea to learn singing and dancing.

Unexpectedly, due to internal factional struggles within the company, the upper management became a mess.

In the end, they decided to dismiss a large group of trainees studying in Korea.

This included Jiang Ye.

However, even though they were dismissed, the agency had treated her quite well in the two years before that.

This was the reason why she later easily believed Haishang Entertainment.

But when reflected in this resume, all of her experiences meant that Jiang Ye was a trainee with no background, no family, a poor background, an ordinary drifter in Beijing, and only two years of experience as a trainee.

Such a resume was simply too unremarkable.

To the point that the staff in charge of screening resumes probably didn't even open the video attachment she added to the email, directly passing her over.

It was true.

Jiang Ye thought for a moment, it was quite reasonable.

If she were the staff member, with such a large workload, she would also choose to screen her out.

These days, not every trainee who claimed to be an independent trainee was actually one.

Even if they were an independent trainee, they had to have something that could attract the program team.

Otherwise, all the good-looking people in the world could flock to participate in talent shows.

This reality was so profit-driven.

Jiang Ye closed her laptop.

Forget it.

Before pursuing her dreams, she had to solve the most basic problem of food and shelter.

She went downstairs and bought a bowl of instant noodles from the nearest 24-hour convenience store.

After paying, Jiang Ye took a look.

Her mobile wallet had a balance of over 300 yuan.

Jiang Ye: "…"

It had been too long.

She didn't remember being this poor when she was eighteen.

Didn't she receive a severance payment when she left her last company?

Oh, she forgot.

The rent in the capital was incredibly expensive.

She had paid three months' rent in advance, and this month was the third month.

Jiang Ye: "…"

With this balance, she probably wouldn't be able to pay next month's rent either.

If she really couldn't participate in the talent show, she had to find a reliable company to sign with as soon as possible.

If she couldn't find one, she would have to go back to being an ordinary person.

Holding her instant noodles, Jiang Ye sat down at a long table by the window of the convenience store, contemplating her uncertain future, and couldn't help but sigh.

•••

"Oh my god, she's at it again—"

"Forget it, forget it, I'm still with Mr. Qin, I'll deal with it later. Keep an eye on her, don't let her cause trouble."

The man in the car hung up the phone.

In the back seat, another man said, "What's wrong?"

"Did it bother you, Mr. Qin?"

"It's nothing much. It's just that Miss Yang had another fight with the dance teacher today."

Xu Lin carefully observed the man's expression before reporting, "The company said that after Miss Yang got angry at the dance teacher, she left without training."

"She also said that if they didn't change the teacher, she would quit."

Everyone in the company knew that Miss Yang Hua had a famously bad temper.

But there was nothing they could do.

She had someone backing her up.

Her backer was none other than the man in front of them—

"Oh."

The man listened without any expression, "Then let her go."

Xu Lin: "???"

He seemed to not expect Qin Yue to answer this way, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "But—"

"I know."

"She's my dad's person."

Qin Yue didn't even lift his eyelids, his tone calm, "But this is my company."

"This is the third time I've endured her. I can give my dad an explanation."

He turned a page of the document, as if he didn't care at all, "If she wants to make a fuss, let her go directly to my dad; it has nothing to do with you."

Now Xu Lin immediately understood.

Qin Yue probably wanted to take this opportunity to fire Yang Hua.

He had been silently letting her act up, then seemed to be waiting for her to cause trouble for the third time, then naturally dismiss her from the company.

It was true; he didn’t know what Old Master Qin was thinking, stuffing his mistress into his son's newly opened entertainment company as an artist, clearly trying to annoy him.

No wonder Qin Yue didn't want to stay at his family's place and wanted to start his own business separately.

Of course, he, an outsider, couldn't get involved in these internal family feuds.

Xu Lin only said, "Okay, Mr. Qin, I know what to do."

"But Mr. Qin, there's another issue to consider."

Xu Lin paused and said, "These trainees have at most one month left before they have to participate in the show. Their initial evaluation performances have been arranged. And initially, according to her wishes... she was going to be in the center position."

The first recording of Shining 101 was imminent; the list had been submitted, and the money for buying camera time had been arranged.

Yang Hua was confident that they wouldn't dare to change people, so she acted so recklessly.

"At this point, where can we find someone to replace her position…"

Qin Yue was getting a little annoyed.

His car was parked on the roadside, and the driver had gone to get takeout from a Chinese restaurant he frequented.

He probably had to wait in line for a while, and he hadn't come back yet.

Qin Yue rolled down the car window and glanced out.

Across the pedestrian crossing, the first thing he saw wasn't the Chinese restaurant, but a 24-hour convenience store.

Inside the convenience store's glass window, a young girl was sitting, her features bright and beautiful, a face that was impossible to ignore in a crowd.

"Can't find anyone?"

Qin Yue said casually, "Isn't there a ready-made one?"

Xu Lin: "?"

•••

When Jiang Ye came out of the convenience store after finishing her instant noodles, she was stopped by someone.

Her first reaction was that they were trying to chat her up, and she subconsciously said, "Sorry, I don't add strangers."

"..."

"No."

The man opposite quickly handed her a business card, "Miss, I think you've misunderstood; I'm Xu Lin, an agent from Shengrui Entertainment."

He politely said, "We're an entertainment company specializing in idols. I think you have good looks; would you consider becoming a trainee and debuting?"

Jiang Ye was stunned.

Such a coincidence?

However, having been tricked by Haishang Entertainment once, Jiang Ye's vigilance had increased significantly.

She looked down at the business card.

Shengrui Entertainment.

What company was this?

Jiang Ye searched her memories of both lifetimes and confirmed that she had never heard of it.

It was most likely a small workshop.

Jiang Ye looked at him with suspicion.

A few years ago, there were indeed scouts looking for people on the street.

But as times changed, there were very few scouts randomly picking up people on the street now.

One reason was that the probability of finding someone who really wanted to enter the industry was too low, and secondly, trainee resources weren't scarce now; many companies could just sign a few internet celebrities, which was faster than this shotgun approach.

Even Haishang Entertainment had sent her an email to trick her.

Jiang Ye immediately classified him as the same kind of scammer in her heart.

"Oh, thank you. But I have something to do."

Jiang Ye pretended to think for a moment and said, "Let me leave you my WeChat; you can contact me later."

She randomly gave him a phone number and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, the agent named Xu Lin stopped her and directly searched for it in front of her.

The WeChat search popped up; the profile picture was a net image of a muscular man.

WeChat name: Buy movies +xxxxx (lowest price online)

"..."

Xu Lin was silent for a moment, then looked up at her, smiling insincerely, "I didn't expect you to have a side hustle in your spare time."

Jiang Ye: "…"