NIKKE, When the Milky Way Blossoms

Of course, there was nothing unspeakable about the process; he simply hadn't had enough sleep.

From struggling to fall asleep to waking up and going to work, the whole process took no more than four hours.

As for why it's so hard to fall asleep...

It certainly has absolutely nothing to do with Mihara's overly adult-oriented attire.

Ok,

It doesn't matter.

Standing in the dressing room, watching two makeup artists apply delicate light makeup to Warren, Phoenix gulped down two mouthfuls of espresso.

It tastes awful. If it weren't for the compliant trace amounts of stimulants added to it, he wouldn't even want to touch these high-quality counterfeit products made by Ark.

"Manager, did you not sleep well last night?"

Sitting at the dressing table, Warren noticed early on that his agent looked somewhat listless.

Recalling the other party's confident assurances yesterday, and considering their work attitude today, the stark contrast was so striking that even while applying makeup, she couldn't suppress the urge to frown, and said in a slightly accusatory tone:

"Take your new job seriously, agent, or I'll deduct your pay according to the rules."

I promised her yesterday I'd go with her to the interview, so why did I stay up so late last night?! Am I not taking her seriously enough?!

"Yes, I had some things to take care of yesterday, but I didn't expect it to take so long."

The agent, who was shocked last night, sincerely apologized, saying, "I promise it won't happen again, boss."

After saying that, he raised the paper cup in his hand and poured the last half cup of coffee into his stomach.

Although the interview was scheduled for 3 p.m., that didn't mean Warren only had that one thing to do today. At 9:30 a.m., she also had to attend a two-hour autograph session.

If the afternoon interview was unnecessary mental work, then the morning autograph session was essential physical work. No matter how independent-minded Warren's personality is, she still has to dutifully adhere to the basic duties of a debuted singer.

This is because it is entertainment mogul Masdin's basic requirement for her.

In his words, personality is personality, and business is business. He may not care about a bad personality, but the relevant business must meet his minimum standards.

"Okay, that's it, no need to apply any more makeup."

The frustrated female singer, seeing that the makeup artist had finished applying her eyeshadow, immediately raised her hand to cover the makeup artist's forearm, ignoring the other makeup artist behind her who was still working on her red hair, and stood up abruptly, urging her to hurry up.

"Let's go."

Phoenix raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. He knew this young lady was difficult to please, but he hadn't expected her to be even more so in reality.

"Leaving at this time will cause you to catch the morning rush hour."

"I said let's go!"

With a resolute decision, Warren tossed his fiery red hair, put on sunglasses, and walked out of the dressing room without looking back, leaving the two makeup artists to silently tidy up the dressing table.

They're used to it anyway.

Other celebrities would be accused of being arrogant if they did this, but this lady is different; this is just her nature, and she is paid a very generous salary.

As long as the money is right, they'll happily pretend nothing's wrong, even if the person acts like a diva or goes crazy.

As for that agent who got the cold shoulder, he's probably going to be fired within three days, or he'll resign on his own initiative—a poor guy indeed.

"Let's go too."

After leaving the dressing room, Phoenix nodded to Uni and Mihara, who were waiting at the door, and quickly caught up with Warren's back. During this time, he also sent a message to the driver who was on call 24 hours a day, asking them to come and pick him up at the Tetra Building.

However, he underestimated his idol's volatile temper.

"I don't want to ride in the same car as you for now. Can you call another one?"

As Warren spoke, he almost yanked open the door of the slowly rising supercar, then sat sideways in the back seat. Before he could even bring his right leg back inside, his fingers were already sticking out of the car again, pointing at the two Nikkis behind Phoenix.

"You two come with me."

Hearing the big star's unreasonable and absurd order, Uni was about to object, but her partner stopped her in time.

“No problem.” Mihara’s expression held a hint of amusement. “Yuni, let’s get in the car.”

Under normal circumstances, Yuni generally obeys Mihara's every word, so when she looked up and saw Mihara's amused expression, the girl didn't think much of it and obediently climbed into the back seat of the supercar, not forgetting to wave to Phoenix afterwards.

"The commander won't run away this time, will he?"

"Ah."

Phoenix, who was frantically calling for help in the Tetra drivers' group, answered casually. His expression made Anik feel both heartbroken and helpless, and he could only shake his head with a look of pity.

[How pitiful, she's so young and has already been deceived by men twice.]

Faced with complaints from an AI that was completely stupid, someone calmly chose to deal with it by giving the silent treatment, and successfully called on another driver from another company who happened to be parked at the building and had some free time in the Tetra driver group.

In no time.

A supercar with a violet base and an iridescent laser coating appeared in front of the Tetra Building.

Unaware of anything amiss, Phoenix politely thanked the driver and then resolutely got into the back seat of the supercar.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Louis."

"It's alright, it's alright. I've already spoken to my boss, and she said it's no problem. She confirmed she has no plans for today," the middle-aged driver replied enthusiastically, hoping the young man in the back seat wouldn't feel too much pressure.

The two chatted for a few more minutes, and soon Phoenix began to feel tired from the ride and his eyelids started to droop.

“Mr. Louis, I didn’t sleep very well last night. Please wake me up when we arrive at our destination.”

"You're too kind," the driver chuckled. "Anyway, there's bound to be traffic on the way, so take your time and rest. There's no rush."

Ok?

There will be traffic jams on the way...

Upon hearing Louis's unintentional reminder, the agent, who had been ignored at work the next day, suddenly realized what he meant.

The studio has a clear rule against taking naps during work hours, so if Warren, as the studio's top manager, were to grant him special privileges, it would inevitably cause resentment among others.

She suddenly threw a tantrum and insisted on leaving early to enjoy the rush hour. Could it be that she wanted to get an extra hour and a half of sleep?

This……

Doesn't this mean her public image has been tarnished?

In his drowsy state, Phoenix vaguely thought...

Thinking about...

……

When Louis, the driver, woke him up and he saw Warren standing menacingly at the car window staring at him again, he wondered if he was just imagining things.

However, he soon realized that the problem he was facing was far more serious than he had imagined.

"Are you very familiar with Noyce?"

As Ark's rapper, Ceiling, removed his sunglasses, two gazes, sharp enough to be those of an interrogator, met Phoenix's eyes.

Why did you come here in her supercar?

“My dear agent.”

Chapter Thirty-Six: Shura Field Apprentice Experience Card

"I...I don't know."

Despite having known Warren for less than 24 hours, Phoenix, sitting in another wealthy woman's car, had a subtle, almost imperceptible feeling that he had been caught cheating on her.

"I shouted it out directly in the drivers' group, right, Mr. Louis?"

"Yeah."

Seeing the tense atmosphere, the driver quickly responded, saying:

“My boss specifically instructed me to pick up Mr. Phoenix.”

"..."

Hearing Louis's incendiary reply and seeing Warren's increasingly menacing aura, the agent's brain couldn't help but freeze.

No, isn't there something wrong with what you're saying?

Why does it sound like he and Noyce are closer?

Doesn't make sense?

He and Noyce hadn't even officially met yet, so why was that once-popular female singer helping him so much?

On the other side, observing Phoenix's bewildered and strange expression, Warren had actually roughly figured out what had happened.

At first, she was in a really bad mood when she saw her agent sitting in a custom-made Neuschwanstein sports car.