Each One is Harder to Figure Out Than the Last

Nan Mu took two steps back silently out of survival instinct.

After swallowing nervously, he shook his head and said with unusual determination, "I don't want to."

Huo Xunzhou narrowed his eyes and returned the phone to Nan Mu. "Go do your work."

"All right." Nan Mu took the phone and quickly left to make arrangements for this matter.

What kind of life was this?

In his entire career as a manager, he had only managed two artists.

One was Huo Xunzhou. The other was Lin Shanchu, who had just signed the contract so Nan Mu had yet to start working for her.

Huo Xunzhou was the kind of person who could tell with one look that he was not to be trifled with.

On the other hand, Lin Shanchu's gentleness and kindness were written all over her face, but she chose to hide her lethal blades in the darkness.

In short, these two people were more difficult to figure out than the other.