Coolest Girl in Town

Chapter 555 Is This Some Kind of Propaganda?

“Miss, how about I take you to the reception room and we can chat while we have some tea?” the intern

suggested.

Elise nodded and followed her into a vacant reception room.

This intern obviously had no status in the company, and everything had to be done by herself. After

prompting Elise to have a seat, she hurriedly went out to pour some tea.

However, her action was quick, and she came back within two minutes.

“Please have some tea.” The intern spoke politely as she handed over a cup of tea. “Miss, how should I

address you?”

“My last name is Sinclair,” Elise replied.

“Alright, Miss Sinclair. My name is Winona Jennings. I’m the executive agent intern of Blitzy

Entertainment, and I will be in charge of your related businesses in the future.” The intern introduced

herself.

Elise nodded, indicating that she understood what Winona said.

“Fantastic.” Winona opened the notebook which dangled around her neck, took out a ballpoint pen from

her pocket, and continued, “Miss Sinclair, now, do you mind telling me your business needs? For

example: Do you prefer a male or a female artist, and what are the talents of the artists that you care

more about?”

While Winona was trying to understand Elise’s needs, Elise noticed and immediately thought that she

had a professional air around her and that she was someone she could get along with easily.

“How many artists do you have with you now? ” Elise suddenly changed her mind and asked

meaningfully.

“Me?” Winona raised her head, a little stunned, and she smiled shyly in response. “I’m sorry, Miss

Sinclair. I’m still doing my internship, so I’m not qualified enough to manage an artist by myself.”

Elise nodded slightly, paused for a moment, and went straight to the point. “I happen to have an artist

who lacks an agent. I wonder if you would like to manage her.”

Winona’s expression froze on her face. “Are you here to poach people…?”

“Don’t get me wrong.” Elise smiled gently. “Look at me—I certainly can’t be a commercial spy. I just so

happen to think that we were destined to meet each other.”

With that, she paused, took out a business card from her bag, and handed it over. “You can take some

time to think about it—there’s no rush to answer.”

Winona took the business card in her hand and stared at it for a few seconds.

This business card seemed too simple—aside from Elise’s name and a mobile phone number, there was

not much introduction about herself.

To Winona, this did indeed look like a scam.

To make things worse, Elise didn’t explain much, but instead merely waved her hand to signal her to

continue.

When Winona saw that, she subconsciously put away the business card in her pocket and started

working again.

Even after introducing several artists in a row, Elise still was not satisfied. When she thought back to the

boy she met in the parking lot, she asked one more question. “Garreth Dowrick—is he from Blitzy as

well?”

“You’re right! You have great taste, Miss Sinclair.” Winona smiled. “Garreth is now Blitzy’s top artist with

high popularity, but the company has a special training plan for him, so he won’t be signing out for the

time being. If you came looking for him, you may have to go home empty-handed.”

“Is that so… Then forget it. Let’s stop here today. If I decide to sign it later, I’ll contact you again.” Elise

stood up and shook hands with Winona to say goodbye. When she let go of her hand, she deliberately

held her hand tighter. “By the way, about the business card, I hope you will think about it.”

Winona smiled lightly. “I will. Thank you for your proposition, Miss Sinclair!”

…

After leaving Blitzy Entertainment, Elise drove to the warehouse in the suburban ranch.

“Is it ready?” Elise asked directly.

“Your order is my priority, Boss.” Jacob Zimmer turned to open the incubator, unlocked the lock of the

centralized password box, and took out a refrigerated artificial mask.

Although it had no hair, just from the facial features, one could see how well this face was constructed.

Once Jacob put the mask on a mannequin’s face, the mask immediately took shape. Even if the

mannequin’s eyes weren’t moving, it still gave people the feeling of it coming alive.

“Impeccable work.” Elise couldn’t help but be amazed.

“Of course. This is a skill handed down from our family’s ancestors,” Jacob said earnestly. “However,

though it was imitated according to your skin, it is not 100%. If one were to wear this mask and imitate

you, they would have to be with you day and night to completely learn your expressions and charms.”

Elise nodded. “It’s already good—but it could be better, right?”

“Are you still not satisfied?” Jacob thought that his obsession and perfectionism about his work was deep

enough, but he didn’t expect Elise to be even more serious than him. “Once someone puts this mask on

and even customizes your hairstyle, I am sure that it’ll pass as genuine—except for those who are really

close to you, it would be impossible to detect.”

“See? You too said that people close to me may find out. What if that person messes up? The mask

would be pointless, then. I want to be safe rather than sorry.” Elise’s expression became much more

serious.

Jacob sighed. “Then, I’ll keep working hard. I haven’t done this kind of meticulous work for a long time,

so it’s taking a lot more time and work than expected.”

“For a long time? What do you mean?” Elise raised her eyebrows. “Has someone else told you to do the

same thing before?”

“Hehe.” Jacob smiled slyly. “That was before you took me in. The privacy of previous clients must still be

kept a secret, so please just let me keep them.”

“Whatever. As long as it doesn’t affect my affairs, I’ll pretend not to know about your side jobs,” Elise said

calmly.

“Look how understanding my boss is! Just for this, I will happily work forever for you even if I could only

take a dead salary from you for the rest of my life,” Jacob uttered with a smile.

“Don’t use these nice words to butter me up—I only look at the results and don’t care about the rest.”

Elise took out a card and shoved it into his arms. “Here. Make full use of it if you have to. Spend however

much you need, and buy the materials you need to get it done as soon as possible.”

“Don’t you worry. It’ll be done in a month!” Jacob said confidently.

Elise left it at that. After taking another look at the mask Jacob had made of herself, she walked out of

the warehouse.

Not long after she drove out, Winona called.

As if she had expected her call, Elise showed a smile. She then pressed the answer button and put it to

her ear. “Have you thought it through?”

“Well, yes,” Winona said solemnly. “Pearls are everywhere but not the eyes. I believe that, Miss Sinclair,

you are my eyes. I am willing to follow you and take a leap of faith. When do I start?”

Elise pursed her lips and smiled. “Now.”

“No problem,” Winona replied. “So where do I go to report to work?”

“Two months later, I will inform you of the place of work. During this period, I will pay you wages

according to Blitzy Entertainment’s standards. You only need to wait for the news. Also, study the

popular marketing cases in the circle. Any questions?” Elise asked.

“Not really…” Winona replied weakly.

“Alright, then. We’ll get in touch again, Winona.”

Before Winona could answer, Elise hung up.

On the other end of the line, Winona looked at the phone screen that was now back to the dialing

interface—she was dazed.

Is this a scam?

Can one get paid without even going to work?

Is this some kind of propaganda?