Rebirth of a Fashionista: This Life Is Soo Last Season

Chapter 161 - About to Die From PDA

"Director Cen, hello!"

"Xu Jiaojiao?" Cen Jin sized up the girl in front of him. His first impression of her was that she was tall, young, and neat.

Sheng Jiaoyang nodded. "Is Director Cen hungry? I know a good restaurant with private rooms if you'd like? It's just a bit far."

"It's fine, I already ate on the plane."

"Did you already call someone to pick you up?"

"Nope, my car's parked in the parking lot. Where do you want to go? I'll drive you."

"Director Cen must be quite tired after flying, so why don't you let me drive? I'll drive you back and have your assistant pick up your car."

Cen Jin nodded slightly at her thoughtfulness and didn't reject her.

After boarding the car, Sheng Jiaoyang told the driver to go to the Jiao Family's private restaurant.

"Director Cen, I really am sorry about last time. Something unexpected happened, so I couldn't make our appointment," Sheng Jiaoyang apologised again.

"Gu Zhou already told me, and I'm not an unreasonable person. Since it was unexpected, let's forget about it." Cen Jin waved.

"Of course, I know you aren't that type of person, but I still wasted your time. A mistake is still a mistake, so let me apologise with lunch. Please don't be polite."

"Are you really a minor?" Cen Jin suddenly asked.

Sheng Jiaoyang wittily replied, "I don't think I'm a minor."

"You seem even more experienced than an adult going through all these motions. To be honest, I rejected you at the beginning because of your age. Although the character is young, I didn't believe that it was a role a youth could master. However, seeing you today has changed my mind. Now I understand why Gu Zhou strongly recommended you to me," Cen Jin said.

"I hope I won't let down Gu Zhou's expectations," Sheng Jiaoyang replied smilingly.

Once they arrived at the restaurant, Sheng Jiaoyang asked Cen Jin about his likes and dislikes and ordered some good dishes that she'd tried before.

After Cen Jin started moving his chopsticks, he barely talked to Sheng Jiaoyang again. He had no time to speak. The entire time, he stared at the fragrant, colourful dishes on the table, his chopsticks flying as he chewed furiously. How could he possibly talk?

Finally, Cen Jin leaned back and cradled his belly, staring at the dishes as he slowly declared, "This place is great!"

"Director Cen can come eat here often in the future."

Cen Jin looked at this young girl, who seemed very mature for her age, and said, "I'll send you the script later. Study the role thoroughly, and we'll begin filming next year."

Sheng Jiaoyang frowned slightly and asked, "You won't test my acting skills first?"

"I believe in Gu Zhou. He wouldn't recommend someone bad to me."

It was settled even easier than Sheng Jiaoyang had imagined, which she was definitely happy about. She also bought some of the restaurant's daily specialty cakes for Cen Jin to bring home.

"Alright, study the script first and give me your manager's phone number when you get back. If something happens, I'll tell my assistant to contact her."

"Alright."

The two walked outside. Sheng Jiaoyang was just about to send Cen Jin off when she saw a headache inducing person standing by the doorway.