Sure enough, the very next moment, Mrs. Suho revealed her plan. "Bring Jiang Xia over so I can have a chat with him, and that island will be yours."
Hashimoto Maya: "..." Had these wealthy ladies really not coordinated in advance? Why did they all use the exact same pitch?
Numbly, he said, "Um, I'm a law-abiding citizen..."
Mrs. Suho smiled and cut him off. "I know. I merely intend to hold a charity Evening Banquet and would like Jiang Xia to help promote it—also, I hope you can persuade him to join my talent agency. He really is suited to being a star. It's a pity that although we approached him several times before, he didn't seem interested in signing a contract. In fact, our benefits are very good compared to similar companies."
Hashimoto Maya secretly breathed a sigh of relief. "I see. Then I'll do my best." He only had to persuade him; nobody said he absolutely had to succeed. Surely it would be easy enough to make a token attempt.
Just then, the door was pushed open, and a tall, short-haired woman in a maid's uniform entered to refill their tea.
As the maid left, Hashimoto Maya watched her back thoughtfully. He had the distinct feeling that this woman had been secretly sizing him up. Yet although it was clearly his first time seeing that face, it somehow felt familiar.
Under his gaze, the maid retreated to the doorway, bowed, and closed the door.
Mrs. Suho smiled suggestively at him. "This is Minaho Shimogasa, a maid who came to apply for work here not long ago. She's efficient and sensible, and she's currently single. If you like her, I can introduce the two of you."
Hashimoto Maya's mind had recently been entirely occupied with his career. Where