Thelma originally thought she would make him flustered or something, but she didn’t expect him to not avoid her gaze at all, and even to smile at her like this.
Indeed, they were not on the same level; Thelma suddenly felt bored.
Then she suddenly realized that she was sitting a bit too close to him, and Wade was still in front. Thelma cleared her throat lightly and immediately sat back, her gaze subconsciously glancing at Wade. Wade shivered and immediately chanted in his heart, I am dead, I am dead, you can’t see me, you can’t see me.
The car arrived at the bottom of Thelma’s studio. Before she got out of the car, Sam Noah said to her, “I’ll come to pick you up later.”
“Okay.”
Thelma smiled sweetly and turned to leave, but her smile left Mr. Sam in a daze for quite a while.
When Thelma entered the building, she found that there were many people waiting downstairs, including reporters and a lot of fans. Fortunately, there were security guards present, so the scene wasn’t too chaotic.
Thelma went to the studio and first found Phoenix, asking her, “Did Mira go to shoot the MV?”
The MV for “Snow on the Cliff” was outsourced to a film and television team, and Mira had been on set shooting the MV during this time.
Phoenix nodded.
Thelma was puzzled, “If Mira isn’t at the company, why are there still so many reporters waiting downstairs?”
Moreover, even if Mira suddenly became famous overnight, her current popularity wouldn’t reach the level of being surrounded by reporters and fans.
Hearing this, Phoenix seemed to remember something and pointed in the direction of the reception room. Thelma was confused but walked toward the reception room.
When she reached the door of the reception room, Thelma saw a person sitting inside. He was wearing a baseball cap, and as soon as he saw her, he immediately stood up, took off his cap, and gave her a standard ninety-degree bow, greeting her very politely and humbly, “Hello, Boss Thelma, my name is Jones Calvin.”
Thelma: “…”
Thelma looked at Phoenix, silently asking her what was going on. Phoenix shrugged her shoulders, indicating that she didn’t understand what this person was up to either.
Thelma didn’t follow the entertainment industry closely, and with five years of memory missing, she didn’t have a thorough understanding of the current landscape. However, she had heard of the Sony Group. There was no way around it; their fans were just too crazy.
The Sony Group was a boy band launched by AmTylera’s largest agency, Abs, three years ago, and they quickly became popular all over the World. Among the members, the AmTyleran member Jones Calvin, as the face of the group, had become a dream lover for many girls.
Now Thelma finally understood what was going on with the reporters downstairs, but how did this guy, who seemed completely unrelated, end up here?
Thelma pointed at herself and tentatively asked, “Are you… here to find me?”
Jones Calvin nodded, “I want to join your studio.”
Thelma: “…”
“But don’t worry, I have already terminated my contract with the agency, so there won’t be any contract issues.”
Thelma doubted her hearing, “Did you just say you want to join my studio?”
“Yes, very sincerely.”
Thelma gasped, stunned for a while before regaining her composure, “Mr. Jones, I don’t quite understand. With your qualifications, you could join a better company, and many big companies in the country would definitely be eager for you to join. I’m just a small workshop; I opened this studio out of passion.”
“I know, so in this regard, I and Boss Thelma are like-minded people. I want to terminate my contract with my agency because I don’t like the positioning they gave me. I love music, and I want to be a musician. I know that the members of your company are all gathered together because of their love for music, and that’s why I want to join.”
Thelma felt a bit of a headache. As the saying goes, without a diamond, one shouldn’t try to pick up porcelain.
So Thelma tactfully advised, “Although you’re right that the people in this studio are all music lovers, each of us has our own strengths, and what I need are people with specialties in music.”
Jones Calvin said, “Don’t worry, Boss Thelma, I really love music. I’m an original musician myself. If you don’t believe me, I can perform an impromptu piece for you.”
He was very confident and spoke sincerely. Since he said it like this, if she rejected him, it would be too offensive.
Thelma thought for a moment and nodded, “Alright.”
