Zoe Johnson turned her head and saw another girl's bright, youthful face, and became even more enthusiastic. She handed over her business card: "I'm Zoe Johnson, a talent agent from NewHuman Entertainment Company. What's your name? How old are you? Interested in joining a girl group? Our company plans to focus on girl group development this year, and there are still several spots available. With your looks, you'll easily make it to the top three. This is my card..."
Before she could finish, Lawrence Winters interrupted her coldly, "Ms. Johnson, don't be eyeing what's in the pot while eating what's in the bowl!"
"Lucas Harlow is so great, you should be planning for him to become more popular, not messing around elsewhere! Ask yourself, are you a qualified agent?"
Lawrence Winters, being a senior fan of Lucas Harlow, was well aware of his work situation and the status of his signed company.
Zoe Johnson was taken aback by Lawrence's reprimand, "…Are you... a fan of Lucas Harlow?"
