The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

Yu Jue had heard of Helena Rubinstein Film Company, but he didn't know about Helena Rubinstein's relationship with the cubs.

For others, the cub's network of connections is beyond their imagination.

Moreover, not every wealthy person has a penchant for flaunting their assets.

Moreover, Helena Rubinstein has been away on business recently and hasn't been in much contact with the little one.

Hearing this person's confident tone, Yu Jue couldn't help but doubt Winston's financial resources.

After all, he was just an ordinary person who was able to live a life of comfort under the protection of the state, but he couldn't imagine how wealthy Winston was.

Helena Rubinstein's company is so well-known that even ordinary people can see their logo on television.

Helena Rubinstein's film and television empire is no joke.

What if Mr. Winston's financial resources aren't enough for this company? Those amazing movies were all made by this company; everyone knows them, and even Yu Jue has seen many of their films.

And regardless of the truth, if what the agent said is true, being able to get into such a company is certainly an honor.

Others might be desperate to get in, but they still can't.

Thinking of this, Yu Jue couldn't help but become vigilant.

He was already heartbroken because he knew he couldn't recruit the kid to his own skating federation.

As if things weren't bad enough, now someone's popping up suggesting the little guy should just give up skating and switch careers. How could he possibly agree to that?!

Yu Jue's attitude immediately became firm:

"No, no, we refuse."

The agent sighed.

But he really couldn't bear to look at the little guy's face.

Although their company produces many film and television stars, many people have also said that they lack an Asian face and are unable to further expand into the Asian market.

The moment he saw the little guy, he knew that Wu Tu was the one he was looking for.

Although he hadn't seen the little guy's acting skills yet, just his face, which could appeal to both domestic and international aesthetics, was already a stunning gem to him.

The little guy's bone structure combines the delicate beauty of Easterners with the depth of Westerners, giving him a very distinctive face that makes him memorable at first glance.

He was certain that the little guy would not be just another ordinary person when he grew up, because that was what his years of experience in finding diamonds had taught him.

He didn't want to give up; he felt that his arrival here today and his encounter with the black rabbit was a sign from God.

Although agent Bob belongs to Helena Rubinstein's agency, he is currently the lowest-ranking agent in the company.

He only has a few actors under his wing, who are either perennial extras or have been blacklisted due to drunk driving accidents or other legal violations.

Furthermore, all the actors he had painstakingly promoted were poached by other colleagues.

It's not because he lacks ability.

It's not because of bad luck.

Who can accept such a fate?

Because of this bad luck, Bob is now almost the one who will be laid off by the company.

Therefore, the appearance of the black worm was his last hope.

Bob wasn't going to give up. He watched Yu Jue carry the little guy away and thought that these people were short-sighted and didn't know the benefits of working for a big company.

On the second and third days, as the little guy continued to earn money as an ice boy, Bob persistently followed along.

Seeing that the little guy was being put to work on the ice at such a young age, he concluded that the little guy's family was not well-off.

So, as long as the conditions are favorable enough, he will eventually be able to recruit someone.

For the poor, money is a poison with a fatal attraction.

Although Bob is now a struggling agent, he still has a natural sense of superiority over people below his social class.

He was waiting for the day when that parent would bring the little one, change their mind, and beg him, crying, to let the little one sign the contract.

However, Yu Jue's faction was unaware of his inner thoughts.

Seeing that this so-called agent was always sitting in the audience like a ghost, he wondered if he had encountered some kind of pervert.

Yu Jue kept a close eye on the cubs every day, and even after the competition ended, he would immediately pull out a wad of cash from his pocket.

"The game is over, hurry up and buy your gifts and go home."

The little guy looked at the wad of money without saying a word.

Yu Jue paused for a moment, then said, "Is it too little? I'll give you my salary card?"

Coach Yu also made a huge sacrifice.

But the little guy just silently took the money and counted it:

"No, that's too much."

Although the little guy was rich, he was far too rich. Winston had never let him touch actual coins, so he had no concept of how much money he had.

The little guy's understanding is still that 100 yuan is a huge sum of money.

So he only took the few colorful bills from Yu Jue and returned the pink ones to Yu Jue.

"That's enough. I can buy gifts for Dad, Helena, Richard... now!"

As Yu Jue listened to the little one reciting the names of his family members and looked at the few dozen yuan clutched in the cub's hand, he couldn't help but close his eyes:

Kid, what kind of junk are you going to buy?

The little guy dares to buy it, but he doesn't even dare to look at it.

Wu Tu, however, looked delighted and pulled Yu Jue to go out.

Yu Jue didn't dare to say anything more and could only accompany the little guy to the mall.

When they returned, Bob glanced at the cheap gift the little guy was holding and chuckled.

He stopped in front of the little guy and said in a tempting tone:

"Sweetie, don't you want to play with the tablets and phones that other kids have?"

The little guy recalled his brand-new tablet that had been gathering dust at home, and then thought about how his dad checked his phone messages every day. He didn't show any longing expression.

Bob didn't give up even though the little guy didn't answer.

Since kids this age are so easy to fool, he can just win the little guy over first, right?

So Bob continued:

"If you become an actor, everyone in the world will like you, and you will have countless riches."

"You don't have to wait until you grow up. You can do whatever you want. You can play games and watch cartoons all you want. Even if you want to be a king, you can make it happen if you have money."

"Honey, money is the best thing. I don't want you to miss out on it, nor do I want you to be overlooked."

"You can't be like everyone else. You don't want to be like them, do you?"

"Going to work in a routine, earning a fixed salary, and living a muddled life instead of becoming the adult you aspire to be and going anywhere in the world."

The little guy watched as this person enthusiastically gestured and talked on and on in front of him for a long time, but remained unmoved.

Because, as he said, the cubs had already experienced it.

To him, the world of the rich was just like that of the poor; everyone had their own life. Whether he lived with his impoverished mother or his father, as long as he had loving family by his side, he didn't care whether he ate starchy sausage or king crab.

The time spent with Dad is the happiest time. Watching cartoons with Dad is so much fun, and sleeping with Dad is so blissful. Just seeing Dad looking into his eyes makes him feel like the world is so kind to him.