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I looked up to see Chen Dahao standing in front of me, holding a cup of American Coffee. He was wearing a simple white T-shirt today, which made him appear particularly fresh and clean.
"Get to the point; I'm in a hurry," I said coldly.
He pulled out a chair and sat down across from me, a playful smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
"Don't be so cold; we're going to be long-term partners from now on."
A chill ran down my spine, and an ominous feeling washed over me.
"What do you mean?" I asked warily.
He leisurely took a sip of his coffee before slowly speaking. "Senior Management has decided that we will form a fixed partnership to create a brand new Live Show."
"What?! No way!" I shot up from my seat, staring at him in disbelief.
He shrugged, feigning indifference. "It's Senior Management's decision; there's nothing I can do about it."
I trembled with anger, feeling like I had been played.
"Chen Dahao, you must have known about this on purpose! You knew all along, didn't you?" I glared at him.
He smiled without replying, a glint of cunning flashing in his eyes.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.
"Fine, if that's the case, then I'll play along! I want to see what tricks you have up your sleeve!"
I turned and left the café, my mind racing with thoughts on how to tackle the upcoming challenges.
As soon as I reached the company entrance, my agent approached me with an excited smile on her face.
"Tong Tong! Great news! Senior Management has decided to pair you with Chen Dahao for a new Live Show!"
I was stunned, feeling as if I had been struck by lightning.
Not this again! Could it be that everything Chen Dahao just said was true?
I weakly rubbed my forehead, sensing a dark cloud looming over my future.
"Tong Tong, what's wrong? Aren't you happy? This is a rare opportunity!" My agent looked at me in confusion.
I forced a smile and said, "Of course I'm happy." What else could I say?
I had to accept this harsh reality; I couldn't fight against the odds.
"Let's go, we need to head to the conference room," my manager said, pulling me along.
Inside the conference room, Senior Management and Chen Dahao were already waiting for us.
As I walked in, Senior Management smiled and said, "Shu Tong, I know there's been a bit of friction between you and Dahao, but that's exactly what makes the show interesting."
"The audience loves watching your love-hate dynamic."
I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes and forced a smile, replying, "You're right."
Chen Dahao sat nearby, wearing a half-smirk that was both mocking and challenging. I felt an overwhelming desire to rush over and slap that smug face of his.
After the meeting ended, I walked alone down the corridor, feeling increasingly frustrated.
Suddenly, a hand landed on my shoulder.
I turned around to find it was Chen Dahao.
"Tong Tong Zi, it seems we'll be spending a lot of time together from now on," he said, leaning closer and speaking softly.
I recoiled in disgust and shook off his hand. "Don't touch me!"
He chuckled lightly. "Don't be so resistant; who knows what unexpected sparks we might create through our collaboration?"
"And," he paused, his gaze growing intense, "I'm becoming more and more interested in your true identity."
My heart sank. What did he know?
"Tong Tong Zi, looking forward to our collaboration," Chen Dahao said before turning to leave.
I stood there alone, my mind in chaos. What did his last statement mean?
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