[A somewhat mercenary, insecure, easygoing agent x a vicious, obsessive, ghost-like actress]
Eight years in the business, and You Xiaoqian was still one of the least respected agents in the industry.
She got the worst resources, represented the lowest-ranking performers, attended the most grueling business dinners, and endured the most humiliating insults.
But she still went about her days cheerfully, driving her beat-up van and always standing by to pick up and drop off the performers she managed. She'd rather get chewed out herself and miss out on good opportunities than let her performers suffer even a little.
Eight years in the business, and Duan Youqing remained the industry's top choice for a talented actress.
Her debut film had become a textbook example for film-school students, her screen achievements were unquestionably the best among her peers, and people regarded her as a work of art among contemporary actresses.
One was on the ground, the other in the heavens. They had almost no reason to cross paths.
Then one day...
After dropping off one of her performers, You Xiaoqian returned, parked her beat-up van, and cheerfully hummed a tune as she went upstairs.
That's when she saw a woman standing beneath her apartment building: black hair, red lips, three small black moles on her cheekbone, alluring and mysterious.
"You Xiaoqian, someone wants to make a film about our story."
You Xiaoqian's smile froze on her face.
"How much would it take for you to sell it this time?" Duan Youqing asked with a faint smile.
Beneath the dim light, her gaze was full of bewildered resentment, so intense it was like a nail driven into You Xiaoqian's eye.
"Just like when you sold me off back then."
It had happened in Beijing.
When she was twenty-three, and when Duan Youqing was nineteen.
Her first performer, and her first agent.
Theme: Love the people around you.
