NovelEnglishIn Greenfield, Zoey peered at her computer screen; dark circles had appeared down her eyes. As Elvis pushed open the door, his
voice carried a hint of weariness too.
"Why so many galas lately? Can you handle it all?"
Rubbing her temples, Zoey cracked a smile, "I'm managing. You guys have been working hard these past few days."
She had just recovered from an illness and returned to work the day before. Elvis had been running things while she was out.
"Zoey, the meeting today might include a run-in with Fitch. The Haskins family is involved in this joint awards show we're working
on, and they're footing the bill."
A star-studded awards ceremony meant big business. The celebs were basically walking billboards, with every accessory, even the
pins on their lapels, serving as advertisements.
The Haskins family had thrown their latest car model into the mix, set for display at their dealership next month. The celebs would
strut past this car on the red carpet, and with the Haskins family being the sole sponsor, the spotlight would be theirs.
Star Movie Group's talent had shone this year, with their leading stars nominated for awards. As the head honcho, Zoey needed to
be there.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe Haskins family's car brand coveted the endorsement of A-listers like Wilma and Cornelia. Their every move by the car, every
pose, had to be on point.
Zoey had dinner scheduled with the brand to hash out the red carpet details. But a CEO like Fitch wouldn't usually step into such a
scene. After all, the Haskins family’s subsidiaries were vast, and car wasn't their leading brand.
The most illustrious was electronics, but their top-secret was talents in weapon manufacturing, who had been conducting close
cooperation with the higher-ups. Below this level, there were various electronics, including cars and smartphones, etc.
Word was they'd developed Windhelm's only chip. This year, the Haskins family business had developed exceedingly fast, with
their new electric car release, which would cinto the market this time.
Zoey, well-briefed, headed to dinner with Wilma in tow after making sure the appointment. Cornelia was out of town filming,
returning only the day before the ceremony.
Their meeting was with a division president of the Haskins family. His eyes lit up at the sight of Zoey.
"I had no idea Zoey was so young and stunning."
Zoey greeted him with poise, "Mr. Colby, it's been too long."
Her preparation was thorough; she wanted more than a photo op. She was after an endorsement deal for her entertainers.
Rumor had it that a veteran actor had tried to fight for the endorsement, but got declined by the other side; they said the car's
futuristic vibe was called for a fresh face, so they hoped to find an entertainer with clean history and fit for the age range.
Zoey had gleaned that info when she approached Mr. Colby in person.
Mr. Colby's gaze lingered on Zoey's legs. She was striking in a black coat over a cashmere sweater, topped with a retro hat and
emerald earrings that accentuated her delicate features.
"Mr. Colby?" Zoey's frown creased, her fingers slightly pinching the coffee cup.
"Did you catch what | just said, Mr. Colby?"
His grin widened, "I understand. You're after more than a brief collaboration, Zoey. A longer partnership. That's going to depend on
your sincerity."
Zoey kept a smile plastered on her face, "A toast to Mr. Colby."
Mr. Colby's expression darkened. In this industry, he doubted she'd miss his insinuation. He glanced at Wilma aside, who was a bit
younger, and ordered the strongest liquor available.
"Zoey, letbe frank. The decision for the endorsement lies with me. Whoever | choose, gets it. Your top stars are indeed
talented, but they're too young. With so many scandals these days, | can't just roll the dice. This is our first new energy vehicle,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmafter all; a couple of our rivals have released snew cars this month only to compete with us. We can't afford to lose the race
because of a scandal from the spokesperson. You understand that better than anyone, right?"
"Rest assured, Mr. Colby. Star Movie Group keeps a tight leash on our talent. There won't be any scandals."
"Zoey, and Ms. Bright, if you two can handle this bottle, consider the endorsement yours."
Zoey's brow furrowed. She'd faced tough negotiations before, but Colby's challenge was a bottle of high-proof alcohol that could
floor them in a single shot.
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