Master Pei's Wife is a Devil Concubine Chapter 1118: Who Was Dreaming? (2)

Chapter 1118: Who Was Dreaming? (2)

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The first time, it didn’t go through.

That manager was indeed very busy.

Jiang Chu called again patiently.

This time, it rang for more than ten seconds before someone picked up impatiently. The voice on the other end was noisy. “Who are you? How did you know my phone number?”

She was speaking in T-language. Jiang Chu paused for a moment before replying, “ah, h.e.l.lo. I’m Su Ji’s manager. My surname is Jiang!”

“Who is it? Whose manager are you?” The other side roared again.

Jiang Chu was already a little irritated, but he still maintained his politeness and introduced himself formally since he was helping his senior.

Zong Muticha said, “I didn’t ask who you are. I asked whose manager you are!”

Jiang Chu:

How could a f * cking person be so arrogant once they are famous?

To think that he had once thought of going to T Country to develop his career, and the best artist management company was where Zong Muticha worked. If he had really gone there, he might have really become his manager.

Fortunately, he didn’t.

Jiang Chu took a deep breath. Then, without taking a breath, he told him all the works that Su Ji had filmed and the awards that she had won. He didn’t prepare in advance, but he could recite them backwards.

After his introduction, Zong Muticha finally realized who Su Ji was.

Jiang Chu thought that the communication could finally proceed smoothly, but in the next second, an arrogant sneer came from the other end of the phone.

“Why? Does she want to work with me too?” Thinking of what happened in Golden Town, Zong Muticha’s expression became extremely sarcastic. “Help me pa.s.s on two words to her, “dream on!”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Jiang Chu put down his phone and squinted at the screen.

Half a minute later, he furiously sent four 60-second long voice messages to his senior!

At the same time, Zong Muticha hung up the phone with Jiang Chu and remembered the biggest thing on his mind.

After thinking about it, he took out his phone and email and started writing!

When Su Ji and Pei Huai returned to the Pei residence, the butler said that he was already waiting in the study.

She didn’t know who it was, but she saw a row of shoes neatly arranged at the entrance.

They were all of the same style, but they were of different sizes. The leather looked very smooth and clean, and the gilded brand on the tongue was printed with a line of small English words.

VATAS was the top international luxury brand for custom-made wedding dresses.

It was very difficult to get an appointment with them.

However, Su Ji clearly did not recognize it.

When she reached the door, she said that she suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom.

Pei Huai looked at the time and laughed. He went to the study room first and asked her to go later.

Su Ji understood his expression and gave him the middle finger.

Pregnant women would go to the bathroom more often than ordinary people. If he had a problem, then he should not have gotten her pregnant.

She saw Jiang Chu and Zong Muticha’s messages in the bathroom.

Zong Muticha’s email needed to be translated, so she listened to Jiang Chu’s voice message first.

After listening to the first paragraph, he understood what had happened.

Su Ji closed WeChat expressionlessly and switched back to his email.

She forgot to tell Jiang Chu that Zong Muticha didn’t know that she was the one wrote the novel.

Alright, it was her fault this time.

The content of Zong Muticha’s email was very simple. He asked her to give him her manager’s phone number, saying that he really couldn’t wait.

Su Ji agreed this time.

Anyway, she had a manager.

She directly sent him Jiang Chu’s phone number.

Zong Muticha, who was socializing with the investors at the bar, received a notification on his phone.

He picked it up and glanced at it. With just one glance, he stood up from the sofa, giving the surrounding investors a fright.

“What’s wrong?”

“Can it be more important than the people sitting here?”

Zong Muticha glanced at the circle of rich men on the sofa.

All of them combined couldn’t be compared to the almight deal that was about to go through!

“I’m sorry, I have something urgent to attend to. Please excuse me,” Zong Muticha apologized politely and left the booth with his a.s.sistant.

Zong Muticha looked for a quiet place and glanced at his a.s.sistant. He swallowed nervously and dialed a number.

Jiang Chu’s good mood was ruined by that phone call.

He actually dared to say that Su Ji was dreaming?

b.a.s.t.a.r.d!

The servant came over with a fruit platter. “Young Master, have some fruit.”

“No.” Jiang Chu’s expression was dark and his voice was serious. “I don’t have an appet.i.te.”

The servant let out an “ah”.