Lucas Harlow was originally resting with his eyes closed in the car, and upon hearing his assistant speak, he slightly opened his eyes, "Really? Why do you want to add her on WeChat?"
"Brother Lucas, I’m doing this for your sake... It’s not easy to have a notable fan; if we need influential fans for future events, we can contact her... Besides, didn’t you want to start your own studio? I think she’s pretty capable, with creative ideas for various events. We could consider bringing her into our studio to work for us..."
Lucas Harlow seemed slightly moved, and after a while, he nodded, "Okay, that’s fine. You contact her first and see how old she is. We should forget about it if she’s still in school."
That young girl, he estimated she wasn’t even twenty.
So young, she should generally still be in college.
The assistant nodded happily and went to send a private message to Lawrence’s profile: [Lawrence’s Profile, how old are you? Have you graduated from university? Where are you working?]
At that moment, Lawrence Winters just happened to take out his phone to check the time and found a private message on Weibo, quickly opened it to see.
"Oh? It was indeed Lucas Harlow that day! ...Oh, so he already left today," Lawrence nodded thoughtfully, "Then we can leave too."
Kenneth Osborne glanced at her Weibo, "Did that assistant send you a private message?"
"Yeah..." Lawrence replied with a smile, "Oh wow, they’re even asking how old I am and where I work..."
She looked down, walking as she replied: [I don’t have a job... What’s up? Are you offering me a job? Does Baby Lucas need staff?]
She could work part-time, after all.
On the other end, the assistant laughed so hard he couldn’t close his mouth: "What a smart girl! I like her!"
Lucas Harlow gave him a look.
The assistant quickly corrected himself, "I’m happy for you, Brother Lucas! It’s not easy at all! You’ve worked so hard for so many years, and you’ve finally made it!"
Lucas Harlow rubbed his temples, a bit of a headache, "I’ve told you many times, as long as I have roles to play, it’s enough for me. Whether I’m popular or not, whether I’m a hit or not, it doesn’t matter that much."
The assistant thought to himself, Yeah, right.
Everyone talks like that, but in the end, who doesn’t want to be famous?
If you didn’t want fame, why be in the entertainment industry?
The assistant felt Lucas Harlow was saying one thing but meaning another, yet he wouldn’t expose his employer like that.
He changed the topic, "Then I’ll ask Lawrence’s profile if they want to work for our studio?"
Lucas Harlow didn’t say anything.
The assistant assumed he was approved and continued chatting with Lawrence Winters on Weibo in private messages.
[Jason]: Yeah, we’re about to set up our own studio, and many things require new talent.
[Lawrence’s Profile]: Ahhh! Really?! That’s great! I’m about to graduate from university soon; what positions are you offering?
[Jason]: Are you still a student? When will you graduate? What’s your major? Which school?
[Lawrence’s Profile]: I’m in public relations, Y University, in my senior year.
The assistant nearly choked on his own saliva upon seeing this reply.
"Y... Y University’s student?!" He suddenly felt that his small studio was too small to accommodate such a prestigious person.
"Brother Lucas, it turns out Lawrence’s Profile is a public relations student at Y University in her senior year," the assistant cautiously asked Lucas Harlow, "What do you think?"
Lucas Harlow raised his eyebrows in surprise, "A Y University student? That’s a good student. Our studio doesn’t have much technical content, better not. She should go to a better company."
Though the reasoning was sound, the assistant still felt something was off.
He secretly glanced at Lucas Harlow, muttering under his breath, "...Even though I also think it’s not suitable, but who talks about their studio like that? Isn’t this boosting others’ morale and undermining your own prestige?"
Lucas Harlow chuckled without saying a word.
Seeing Lucas Harlow express his view, the assistant could only reply: [You’re so impressive! Our studio is just a small workshop; I’m afraid we can’t afford a student from such a prestigious school...]
Lawrence Winters never actually intended to work at Lucas Harlow’s studio.
Fandom requires a sense of distance.
Too close, and the thrill of being a fan is lost.
Indeed, she was an unabashedly fair-weather fan.
Nothing to be ashamed of.
Lawrence Winters replied with a smile: [Hmm, what a pity, but I’ll still continue to support Brother Lucas! Go Brother Lucas!]
While she was chatting with the assistant on Weibo, Kenneth Osborne sat beside her, occasionally glancing at the conversation, feeling increasingly cheerful.
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Kenneth Osborne asked her, "Hungry? Let’s go out for lunch."
Lawrence Winters was indeed hungry, but she didn’t want to go out to eat, pointed at the cafeteria not far away, "Let’s just eat at the canteen. I’m so tired, after eating I want to go back to the dorm to take a nap."
Kenneth Osborne, who needed to continue working on revising his master’s thesis, nodded in agreement and went to the canteen with her for lunch.
Recently he had been spending quite a bit of time with Lawrence Winters, and people at the school had grown used to seeing them together, so they no longer hit the campus hot search like before.
Sure enough, the gradual approach is the best method to let popularity die down.
These days, Lawrence Winters had been exercising and watching her diet, which indeed made her appetite smaller.
With so many delicious options in the school cafeteria, she used to be able to eat a big bowl of Dandan noodles, but now a few bites made her feel full.
Kenneth Osborne bought her a bottle of yogurt, told her to take it back to the dorm, and reminded, "If you get hungry, drink the yogurt. I have ordered a healthy light dinner for you, it will be delivered tonight."
Lawrence Winters accepted the yogurt with a smile, then parted ways with Kenneth Osborne, each heading back to their dorm.
Once back in her dorm, Lawrence Winters climbed onto her bed, took out her phone, and began sending a private message to Lucas Harlow’s Weibo account.
Since confirming it was Lucas Harlow who saved her at the airport that day, she’s been burning with the thought of formally thanking him.
Of course, she didn’t let any of this show in front of Kenneth Osborne.
She had a strange intuition that if she really acted that way in front of Kenneth Osborne, he would be very unhappy.