Kicked out of a wealthy family? I became a rich and beautiful woman thanks to the system.

Wen Yao readily agreed.

However, she doesn't plan to come to school this semester.

She learned just as much at the company as she did at school.

"Really?!"

Everyone looked at Wen Yao with excitement.

Wen Yao nodded in response.

What she said wasn't entirely a lie.

Today is the first day of school, but there are no classes at all.

After receiving the books, Wen Yao went home.

[Ding! Mission alert. The host needs to sign five more artists to contracts of at least five years. Mission deadline: 6 days.]

Wen Yao sat up abruptly from the sofa.

This task isn't particularly difficult, but it's not as simple as it seems either, mainly because of the tight timeframe.

Moreover, each person has to sign a five-year contract, so we need to find someone with potential; we can't let the company support newcomers for nothing.

Just then, Wen Yao called Tang Zhen.

"Tang Zhen, have Sapphire Entertainment post recruitment information tomorrow. Sapphire Entertainment has too few artists right now, we need to recruit a few more, at least five, and I will personally interview them."

Since Wen Yao had nothing to do lately, she decided to go for the interview herself. She would not regret it even if the artist did not achieve success.

“Yes, Miss. I’ll have Sapphire’s HR department post the job openings right away. By the way, we can contact Haicheng’s best art school, Haicheng Film Academy, to recruit some senior students.”

Haicheng Film Academy is not only famous in Haicheng, but also a top art school in the country.

"Okay, go contact the school leaders and try to get the personnel department into the school tomorrow. Let them select students first, and then have them send me the photos of the selected students."

"Good girl, I'll contact the school leaders right away."

After saying that, Tang Zhen hung up the phone.

Wen Yao then decided to take a stroll around the entrance of the art academy, hoping to make a chance discovery.

Song Zhiqian also went out with Wen Yao.

Song Zhiqian usually works with Tang Zhen at the company, but after hearing that Wen Yao was recruiting artists, he drove back to Hefeng Villa.

Do you think the company doesn't have enough artists?

"Otherwise, there are only people."

Song Zhiqian laughed heartily.

"Hehe, let's go to the neurosurgery department together. I don't want to stay in the company. It's more fun to work with you."

When Song Zhiqian is at the company, he can never concentrate on his work; the atmosphere doesn't suit him.

"Come with me? I don't have work tonight. I'm planning to wander around the entrance of the art academy and see if there are any good students."

"This job is perfect for me. I love shopping. Let's go, let's head out!"

Song Zhiqian prefers this more interesting work style.

“My situation is nothing like yours. I have Tang Zhen as my helper, so she does all the tedious work. When you return to the Song Group, you will definitely have to work in the company.”

As she spoke, Wen Yao found herself a mask. College students are usually very free and surf the internet all day, so there must be a few people who know her. Therefore, Wen Yao decided to keep a low profile and put on a mask.

"Ugh, work is so tiring. By the way, where did you find Sister Tang Zhen? I want one too."

Song Zhiqian has been working with Tang Zhen recently and is completely impressed by Tang Zhen's work efficiency.

When he woke up, Tang Zhen was already at work. While he was dozing off in his office, Tang Zhen was still working overtime with great energy.

She's practically a workaholic.

Wen Yao snorted coldly after hearing this.

"Hmph, what do you think it is, something that just appears out of thin air? I found Tang Zhen's resume on a website. You know how rare and hard to come by?"

And another thing! Don't even think about making a move on Tang Zhen.

Song Zhiqian had indeed thought about this question, but he quickly dismissed the idea.

He could see the bond between Tang Zhen and Wen Yao; Wen Yao often showered her employees with money.

Song Zhiqian felt reluctant to part with that money; he was still receiving pocket money.

"Let's take a taxi to the art academy today; the cars in the garage are too conspicuous."

Song Zhiqian agreed, and the two walked to the entrance of the residential area, hailed a car, and soon arrived at the entrance of the art academy.

The school gate was bustling with activity at night, especially since school had just started and many students were having meals in groups in the lively area near the gate.

Across from the school gate was a bustling market. Wen Yao and Song Zhiqian walked here, surrounded by a constant stream of people.

In many places, you have to turn sideways to get through.

But as expected of an art college, the girls are all pure and sweet-looking, and the boys are almost all over 180cm tall, exuding youthful energy.

As these people walked past Wen Yao, they couldn't help but turn around and look back.

Although Wen Yao was wearing a mask, it was easy to tell from her excellent figure and demeanor that she was a beauty.

The group quickened their pace and finally caught up with Wen Yao. When they turned around, they realized that Wen Yao was wearing a mask.

Oh, what a pity.

"I think this female classmate will definitely become famous in the future."

"Are you so sure?"

"Of course, although I don't know what she looks like, her aura doesn't lie. She has star quality all over her, and with that figure and demeanor, she's got the makings of a star."

People around him generally approve of him.

Wen Yao didn't hear these words; she was looking around to see if there were any students who had left a deep impression on her.

"Hi, classmate."

Just then, a boy with an American-style spiky hairstyle walked up to Wen Yao and greeted her, making sure to keep Song Zhiqian out of his way.

Shopping alone?

Before Wen Yao could react, Song Zhiqian squeezed past her from behind.

"What kind of eyesight do you have? Can't you see there's someone else here?!"

The man shoved Song Zhiqian in the chest, and Song Zhiqian almost stumbled and fell backward.

"Eh!"

Wen Yao quickly grabbed Song Zhiqian's arm.

"I am not alone, this is my friend."

The boy raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, friend?"

Then he glanced at Song Zhiqian again, scanning him up and down.

The Arc'teryx trench coat looks alright, but who knows if it's real or fake? I can't tell the brand of the pants. And what kind of shoes are these? They're so ugly! How can this person be so unfashionable? Wearing boots in this day and age? They definitely don't have the class of my Air Force shoes.

"It's good that we're friends. Beautiful lady, let's add each other on WeChat. I'm a senior majoring in acting at the Academy of Arts. Let's be friends."

After saying that, he took out his WeChat QR code and wanted Wen Yao to scan it.

The performing arts department at this school usually only has one class, so the competition is quite fierce.

Wen Yao squinted and pondered for a while. This boy's appearance was indeed quite good. He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a face with distinct features. He was over 1.8 meters tall. With this appearance, he could definitely make it into the entertainment industry.