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Chapter 1119: Who Was Dreaming? (3)

Jiang Chu picked it up.

This time, the voice on the other end of the phone was very gentle and polite.

“Excuse me, are you the Almighty’s manager? I’m the manager from KSI, who has been in contact with the Almighty. My name is…”

Jiang Chu raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion, “Zong Muticha?”

As soon as Jiang Chu spoke, the words on the other end came to a halt.

Both of them felt that the other party’s voice was familiar.

“Su Ji’s manager? You again?” Zong Muticha was stunned.

Both sides fell silent.

A second later, Zong Muticha reacted. He didn’t want to waste any more time. “I’m sorry,” he said quickly. “I dialed the wrong number.”

Hearing the toot sound after the call ended, Jiang Chu pulled out his phone and tapped on the armrest of the sofa with a mysterious expression.

The servant was about to remove the fruit platter when he suddenly bent over and took out a cherry from it.

The servant stopped what she was doing and looked at her young master with a strange expression.

Didn’t he just say that he had no appetite?

On the other side, Zong Muticha hung up and quickly found the email that the Almighty had just replied to.

The assistant beside him stuttered, “what did the Almighty’s manager say?”

The assistant had been waiting nervously at the side, but he did not expect the phone call to end so quickly.

Everyone who worked for Muticha knew how important signing a contract with the Almighty was to their company.

“It’s not the Almighty’s manager. I dialed the wrong number.” Zong Muticha shook his head and memorized the number on the email. He switched back to the call interface and was about to enter it manually when he subconsciously glanced at the call history.

Then, he tightened his grip.

His pupils constricted!

He thought that his phone had malfunctioned. He had clearly dialed the number in the email, but for some reason, it had jumped back to Su Ji’s manager.

However, he looked at the contact number at the top of the address book, the international precedence, and the string of numbers behind it…and the number he had gotten from the Almighty with great difficulty…not a single number was off!

He suddenly slapped his own face for a while, and the assistant beside him was scared silly.

“Boss…”

Zong Muticha felt that he must have drunk too much.

However, after he forced himself to sober up and lowered his head to look at the two numbers…

It was still exactly the same!

Therefore, he did not call the wrong number.

Su Ji’s manager

He was the manager of the author who wrote the fan fiction novel.

This also meant that…

Zong Muticha quickly recalled what had happened just now and why Su Ji’s manager had suddenly called him.

The expression on his face changed unpredictably in an instant. In the end, it stopped at an expression as if he had seen a ghost!

His mouth was agape and his eyes were dull.

The ridiculous possibility kept spinning in his mind.

Meanwhile, the assistant was completely dumbfounded. He didn’t know what was happening and was extremely anxious. He waved his hand in front of Zong Muticha’s eyes.

The people of T Country generally believed in ghosts and gods. When the assistant saw his expression, his hair stood on end. He even suspected that he had been possessed!

However, at this moment, Zong Muticha’s unfocused eyes focused again. Without thinking, he picked up his phone and dialed again!

The first time, he couldn’t get through.

The second time, no one picked up.

Zong Muticha called for the third time without changing his expression.

This time, someone finally picked up when the call almost ended.

Jiang Chu sat on the sofa with his legs crossed. He had a huge cherry in his mouth as he mumbled, “why are you calling again?”

Zong Muticha smiled awkwardly. “Excuse me…are you really Su Ji’s manager?”

Jiang Chu bit the cherry and replied calmly, “yes.”

“Then may I ask again…” Zong Muticha gulped. “Other than Su Ji…do you have any other artistes under you?”

Jiang Chu replied, “of course not. Not everyone can make me their manager, okay?”

Zong Muticha:

After being suffocated for three whole seconds, he once again confirmed that conjecture!

It was really her…

Zong Muticha gritted his teeth and suddenly slapped the table beside him. “Mr. Jiang, since that’s the case, let’s quickly discuss the details of the contract. When can she see me?”

But this time, Jiang Chu wasn’t in a hurry. His voice was as casual as ever. “I’m sorry. We need to think about this again.”

Zong Muticha almost spat out a mouthful of blood. “What is there to think about?!”

“After all, you just said that my artiste was dreaming…” Jiang Chu was getting more and more familiar with his role as Su Ji’s identity as his manager. He smiled and continued, “I’ve already passed it on to her ”