Don't assume that all resources will make an artist famous; instead, some resources will send you to hell.

Feida Group is a well-known real estate company that offers a decent salary to its endorsers, with a price tag of 600,000. Logically, that would be a sky-high price for an artist like Lucia.

But Lucia knew that in half a year, Feida Group would be exposed for shoddy work and tax evasion, with its share price plummeting to zero and its boss in prison. The artist who was the spokesperson at the time was beaten up by the families of the victims, disfigured and hospitalized, a pretty girl who had difficulty taking care of herself.

And "Flower Fall", a war drama featuring many veteran actors, on the surface it seems like a good resource and offers the opportunity to get up close and personal with seniors. But for her, who is a complete newcomer, it's a flaw.

Because new actors are inferior in all aspects, it's not so easy for you to stand out when acting with a group of "artists." It's like a drop of water merging into a vast ocean, not even able to make a splash.

It's not a good place for a woman who wants to become a popular actress.

As for "The Legend of the Consort", the producer is a hidden sexual pervert who is well-known in the circle and usually likes to find beautiful actresses who want to make a name for themselves but have no background. But Lucia also knows a secret that no one else knows, and that's this person... It should have been AIDS.

Kiera, no, Faye is really trying hard to kill herself, but she seems to be smarter and knows how to use someone else as a tool.

Since Faye has worked so hard, wouldn't it be a great disservice to her if I didn't respond with something?

Thinking of this, Lucia blinked her eyes and smiled sweetly. With a seemingly casual hand, she picked "Flower Falling". "I'm not interested in anything else. I'll take a look at this script first." If I'm interested, I'll give you a reply."

Kiera sneered in her heart, not very capable and with a bad temper, did she think she was a Golden Horse Award winner?

But she was still a little disappointed. How did she pick this script? If it had been for the others, she might have taken advantage of this little hoof to threaten her. But it was this one...

Kiera thought Lucia was just lucky and accidentally skipped the big trap she had dug, choosing to jump into a milder one, picking up a pile of materials and leaving without looking back.

Lucia watched Kiera's receding figure, her eyes narrowed slightly and the corners of her lips curved.

After confirming the look, it was the agent she was going to replace.

But who else could she go to instead of Kiera?

Just before the end of the workday, Lucia called Bella.

Bella stood in front of Lucia with a look of trepidation, sometimes mustering up the courage to look up at the woman in front of him. Coincidentally, Lucia also looked over, and just one glance was overwhelming.

Normally she thought Lucia was just more good-looking, but now she felt the oppression from the woman in front of her, the overwhelming force that made her feel a sense of inferiority and panic as if she were just a drop in the ocean.

It was much more terrifying than when she was facing Faye.

From the moment she looked at him, that piercing gaze seemed to Pierce through every inch of his body, making him see her from the inside out, so that he couldn't even think of scheming.

Could this really be the former Lucia? How could a twenty-year-old girl have such a look?

The air was still for a long time. Lucia saw that Bella was on the verge of giving up. Only then did she slowly speak, her lips curling up into a bright smile. "Are you mine?"

As she spoke, Bella felt a chill down her spine and was on the verge of collapse, knowing that Lucia was hitting her and warning her that Lucia was forcing herself to make a decision again.

In fact, she had a hunch that Faye was no match for Lucia at all, a woman who was wise and capable of keeping a low profile.

But behind Faye is House of Chandler...

Bella replied feebly, "Sure, Miss Lucia, you say, what do you want me to do?"

"I don't need you to do anything for the time being. You just need to answer one of my questions, Faye..."

Bella didn't let out a heavy sigh until he left the dressing room and patted his chest. This Lucia was really strange, really unconventional and terrifying.

Lucia dressed up deliberately, intending to pay a visit to the cast of "Flower Fall". First, she went to the makeshift studio set up by the crew as requested by Kiera.

She sat lazily on the sofa in the reception room, her fingers twitching slightly, exuding an infinite charm. A seemingly casual glance fell upon the idle employee outside the glass wall, with a deep thought hidden in her eyes.

Lucia lowered her head and played with her phone for twenty minutes, but no one came. Good.

Just then a man in a white shirt came in, gave Lucia a slight glance, casually sat down opposite her, and pulled a cigarette out of his yellowed hand.

Lucia, without showing any emotion, smiled and politely handed her business card, but she didn't even glance and threw it in the trash.

"I won't waste words with you. If it weren't for your agent's greeting, I wouldn't even have time to look at you. The actors in our production are all genuine veteran artists. You, an unknown minor artist, won't have to hold your back so straight when you meet your seniors." Kevin said this, his eyes brimming with contempt as he puffed.

His cousin confessed that this Lucia was extremely arrogant and domineering in the production team, and even that Old Wang's missteps were related to this girl.

Jam and Kevin, the producer, have been "good friends" for years and share the same interests, which is why Kiera felt at ease to have Lucia join the crew.

Kevin had thought that once the little girl joined the crew, he would have to give her a good lesson and teach her how to be a decent person.

Lucia took a deep breath, straightened her back, stood up and looked down at Producer Kevin from above, her eyes shining brightly, evoking a sense of yearning.

"Sorry, I want to work on something... I need to think about it again."

"What? ! Are you thinking about it?" Kevin, the producer, was so infuriated that he threw his cigarette hard on the ground and, at the end, stepped on it with his foot. "Do you know what kind of crew we are? Huh? While other minor stars are struggling to get a role, how many are paid for? What are you?"

"If it weren't for the face of your agent, I wouldn't give you a good look even if you begged me on your knees."

Lucia's face turned cold, and the curve of her mouth remained the same. "Sorry, I need to talk about the cooperation again."

You're just a villainous little boss, acting as if no one could tell. If you really got into this crew, you'd be eaten up to the bone.

Kevin, looking at Lucia's unyielding appearance, narrowed his eyes, and indeed, as his cousin had said, he was extremely arrogant.

Lucia repeated what she had said before, too lazy to waste words with this man, slung the new Fendi and left without looking back.

Kevin, the producer, had never encountered such a stubborn woman before. He angrily pulled out another cigarette, took a few puffs, and said, "When you're at your last resort, when you beg me."

Lucia had just got into the car when Kiera bombarded her with a series of deadly calls. She gave an impatient look and hung up immediately.

She tapped another number with her finger. "Where is the address of the screenwriter Frank? Send it to me."

Lucia threw the phone into his bag, his eyes brimming with confidence. Aren't they trying to give themselves some resources on purpose? Well, then she's going to snatch Faye's resources.

You give me a foot, and I'll give you a foot.

I'm not an easy person to bully.