"If you are already accustomed to the methods that you have used to manage your artists when you were abroad, then you can go home and continue being as strict and rude as you were then. Why do I have to accept it or bear with it? Moreover, the way that you speak is not sharp...it is as though you have no manners at all."
Irene refuted all of Tiffany's statements.
"I admit that I am an artist who has already been blacklisted and that I have an extremely bad reputation. However, I do not believe that I will shoot to fame immediately just because you are my exclusive agent now. In fact, I feel as if the nine years of education that I had is wasted simply by talking to you. Are you certain that by being my agent, you would be able to bring me up to fame instead of getting the public to violently berate me in the streets?" Irene could not help but sneer.
"Tiffany, I have already been in the entertainment industry for five years now. I am neither a newcomer nor an actress who would be so easily manipulated by you. If you want to work with me, then you had better work on your attitude before you appear before me again. If you feel that I am incurable and that there is no hope for me, then you can simply withdraw yourself from having to be my agent. However, since you have specifically requested to be my agent, I believe that you will not withdraw yourself so easily."
"Did you really think that I would just succumb to whatever you say?"
"I am not afraid of anything. I do not have a lot of fears. If I had to choose between happiness or fame and fortune, I would choose the former without any hesitation at all. Did you really think that you understand me and know me thoroughly just by reading through a few pages of information on me? You are too naive."
"Mutual respect is the most basic motto in my life. If you do not have any mutual respect for me, then there is nothing else for us to talk about."
Irene continued speaking, sentence after sentence without giving Tiffany the chance to refute anything that she had just said.
"Last but not least, do not use such cheap spray perfume when you are driving me in future. This is also an insult to our frontline entertainment company." Irene opened the car door and got out of the car immediately after Tiffany stepped on the emergency brakes.
"Did uncle really have a shortage of talent? If Tiffany is considered a talent, then anyone on the streets could easily be called a competent person."
Irene and Tiffany subsequently went in the opposite direction because Irene wanted to return to Grandpa Tan's courtyard and continue smelling the fragrant smell of herbs.
At this moment, Tiffany's face was extremely red, and she was shaking from the anger that she was feeling inside.
She had not expected to be completely ridiculed by Irene the very first time they met. She had almost lost control and let her emotions take over.
Irene was really capable indeed.
On the other hand, Irene was in an extremely good mood, and she was smiling brightly when she returned to the courtyard.
"What good thing has happened to you? Why are you so happy?" Grandpa Tan asked as soon as he saw Irene.
"I have offended someone. Is that considered a good thing?" Irene replied playfully.
"You are such a weird girl...full of so many different gimmicks."
Irene smiled without replying. She knew very well that she would definitely not be able to cooperate or work with someone as contemptuous and arrogant as Tiffany.
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Shortly after Irene got off her car, Tiffany parked her car by the side of the road before taking out her cell phone and making an international phone call.
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Sweetest Top Actress in my House (Part 1) || Lisrene
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