"I know this. You learn the ways of the boss you follow, and I understand that I can’t do that with Young Master South." Jackson Zane joked at this moment.
South Grant couldn’t help but chuckle, raising an eyebrow.
"And how should you act with me?"
Jackson Zane gave South Grant a sly glance and said:
"Use whatever means necessary when necessary, even cross-dressing if needed."
South Grant: "..."
"Young Master South, I must say, when you’re in drag, you’re quite captivating. Even those top-tier leading actresses in the circle can’t compare to you when you’re in drag. That slender waist, those long legs, especially that big chest..."
"Cough, cough, cough..." South Grant coughed, interrupting Jackson Zane.
Caleb Holt, just sitting silently nearby, listened to their conversation.
Upon hearing Jackson Zane talk about South Grant cross-dressing, especially when he mentioned long legs, slender waist, and big chest, his gaze involuntarily shifted to South Grant’s chest.
Flat as a board, especially with South Grant wearing a loose T-shirt now, you couldn’t see any curves.
"Alright, let’s drop this topic. After all, I’m someone who’s about to debut. If people find out about this, it’s a blemish."
They need to stop discussing such topics, otherwise, one day his identity is bound to be revealed.
Though sooner or later, she has to reveal it to the world, but not now.
They then moved on to other matters and didn’t bring up this topic again.
South Grant shared his next plan with Jackson Zane, to send Caleb Holt into the military for a month’s training, and then have him replace Leo White in the crew as the male lead in the drama.
Jackson Zane listened and nodded repeatedly; South Grant’s direction was right. Caleb Holt was indeed suited for this path, rather than participating in those variety shows.
After finalizing these matters, they both signed the employment contract, but this time when signing the contract, South Grant was cautious and didn’t sign it under Aetherium, but under his own name.
After getting all this done, it was already late afternoon nearing evening. South Grant checked the time and then said to the two of them:
"Alright, having recruited a little brother today and another henchman, isn’t this an occasion worth celebrating with a drink?"
A little brother, a henchman...
Jackson Zane and Caleb Holt exchanged a glance, clearly indicating Caleb Holt was the little brother and Jackson Zane was the henchman.
"Yes, let’s have a drink. I want to show them how well I’ll do!" Jackson Zane was still furious about being thrown out of the villa by those people, "I want to buy a big villa and show them, blinding their dog eyes."
South Grant laughed and patted Jackson Zane on the shoulder, "Alright, let’s drink today for your big villa."
With that, the three of them drove out.
When these three went to find a place to drink, naturally, their first choice was a bar, but not all bars are the same.
They couldn’t go to a bar with a mixed crowd.
Since Caleb Holt was now a full-fledged star, if someone took candid photos, who knows what stories might appear tomorrow.
South Grant took them to a bar in a wealthy neighborhood, which happened to be a place she frequented in her past life.
There wouldn’t be any paparazzi sneaking in here; without a membership card, you couldn’t even get in.