Inside the conference room, Xia Hong froze as Chu Xiaxing entered. He hadn't expected this. Chu Xiaxing's face was free of makeup, her features natural and elegant. Dressed casually in a comfortable hoodie, she seemed more like a member of the production crew than an actress. She walked into the conference room naturally and casually, quite unlike typical young actresses.
“Hello, Director Xia.” Chu Xiaxing greeted him in a calm and composed tone. Though her words were polite, there was an underlying playfulness, a hint of amusement as if she was humoring a child. This was worlds apart from the respectful, even subservient, attitude of his other employees.
Meeting her calm gaze, Xia Hong felt strangely exposed, as if she could see right through him. He glanced down at the glamorous headshot in his hand, then back at the poised, graceful Chu Xiaxing. His expressions turned strange. “You're Chu Xiaxin?”