Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam)

Chapter 239 Was I Too Confident In Myself?



Chapter 239 Was I Too Confident In Myself?

Anna and Nina sat on a bench on the street with dazed expressions.

"Anna, have you got any ideas? I can't think straight right now. All I can think of is buying lottery tickets with this hundred dollars,” said Nina.

Anna pinched Nina's cheeks. “Sounds great. When you win ten thousand dollars, give me half of it and our job here will be done."

"Hehe... If I win ten million, I'll give you five million. With the other five million, I’ll leave right away and bring my mother to the best hospital for her illness. Who would want to stay here and suffer!"

Hearing her casual tone made Anna's heart ache. "Is your mother's condition serious?"

Nina's eyes grew dim for a second. Then, she smiled and assured Anna, "No, her condition is very stable right now. It's already under control. She doesn't have frequent fits anymore.

"Enough about that! Let's discuss how we are supposed to make money.

"The other students have all dispersed. They are all our rivals now. We have to make good use of our precious time and seize every opportunity! Let's discuss our countermeasures.”

Seeing that Nina was not willing to talk about it, Anna did not press on.

"I think we can use our specialization to earn money."

"How so?"

"You see, we are students of advertising design, so why don’t we look for a company to invest in our designs? If we’re lucky, we might even earn a substantial amount from it," Anna explained.

Nina pondered upon it for a while. “We can, but we have limited time. Where will we find a company that wants to buy our designs in such a short amount of time?"

"First, we must find out what kind of advertisements the buyer needs. This method has its risks, but it's an area we are familiar with, so it will surely be less of a hassle than other methods.

"Besides, if we want to win, we have to have a certain advantage when it comes to money. After all, we don’t know how much the others are earning."

Nina nodded. "Alright, let's give it a try. But we can't pool our money together..."

"Dummy, she just said we can’t spend our money together. She never said we can't team up! Even if we d o pool out money together, it’s just two hundred dollars. It's not enough for anything."

Nina chuckled. "That's because you are from a rich family! Of course, it won't be enough for you! Two

hundred dollars is more than enough for me to survive half a month."

Anna showed her a thumbs up. Although she was smiling on the surface, her heart dully ached within her chest.

"Oh, Anna, when we present our designs, we should lower the price. That can increase our chances of selling them. What do you think?"

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After the discussion, Anna and Nina split up. Nina went to look for some small advertisements and noted down the phone number of a few companies that needed creative advertising.

Meanwhile, Anna went online to search if there was a demand for low-cost advertising designs.

They met up again in the afternoon.

Anna pointed out, "We have to start with small advertising companies. The review periods for big companies are simply too long. Smaller advertising companies may just be looking to buy some creative designs and may pay us upfront."

"I've already split out money into smaller bills. If we are thrifty, this will be enough to cover food and public transport," said Nina.

After exchanging the information they had gathered, they started to visit companies one after the other.

However, reality turned out to have much fewer opportunities to offer than they had expected. They had gone to multiple companies, but the moment the employers heard that they had not graduated from university, they were immediately shown the door. They did not even glance at their sample designs. It was already night, yet they were still walking around empty-handed.

The contacts that Anna reached out to online were all hopeless as well. None of them replied.

The two sat beside the fountain at the city center. They hung their heads low dejectedly as they gnawed at the bread in their hands. They watched the crowd coming and going as they massaged their sore calves.

"Anna, let’s think of a new method. We didn't make a penny this entire day, yet we have already spent a hefty amount on transport fees," said Nina.

"Nina, was I too confident in myself? I thought that I could achieve anything, but in reality, I've followed the wrong path and brought you down with me. I wasted your time."

"Anna, what are you saying!" Nina held Anna’s hands tightly.

"Don't be discouraged. We can still think of other methods! We can get a job!" That was Nina's strength.

Nina turned to the people coming and going in the city center. Suddenly, there was a spark in her eyes. " We can go to the wholesale market and buy a bunch of random toys to sell. We can make a profit from them!"

"Look! Just like the man selling bubble sticks over there.” Nina pointed toward a man not far from them.

"Anna, we may not be able to earn much from it, but w e will definitely get some income!"

"Nina, I think we should try this out!”

Anna pointed at a huge screen with a video of a cheerful and handsome man playing on it. He was sitting on a boss’s chair and holding his chin in his hand. He blinked at the camera and said smilingly.

"If you are young, attractive, have designs but lack money, come to SN Advertising Design Company..."

Astonished and overjoyed, Anna and Nina smiled. They hurriedly stuffed their bread into their mouths.

"God must be on our side today! Is this a new company? I’ve never noticed it before. But who cares! Let’s go! Note down the contacts. Let's go try our luck."

Since it was already night, they thought that the employees would probably have gotten off work. Unexpectedly, there were still people working. They were even invited in for an interview right away.

They hurriedly searched for the company using its address. When they arrived, they marched spiritedly into SN Advertising Design Company.

The interior design of the company was not simple. Every corner seemed to emit a sense of romance. The moment they entered the building, they could feel the love in the air.

"The CEO must be a tender and delicate person," Anna whispered.

"Hehe, I think those who work here will surely be very happy. It's different from that strict and intense atmosphere in Ackman Group," Nina joked smilingly.

They followed the corridor to the reception desk. A doll -like lady smiled at them. "Welcome to SN Advertising Design. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"We are here for an interview. We called the company just now," Anna explained.

"Alright, please come with me."

They were brought to an open-plan office area. Light blue cubicles were arranged into the shape of a circle. On the left, there was a big long table which was probably used for meetings. On the right was an area for rest and entertainment.

There was a desk that stood alone in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. It was likely to be the CEO's work desk.

In front of the window stood a man with his back turned toward them. Judging from the view of his back, they reckoned that the man was probably very handsome.

"Hi, we are here for an interview. We have a few sample designs we'd like to show you," said Anna.

Hearing that, the man slowly turned around. Anna and Nina were taken by surprise.

That man was exceedingly handsome.

His bright and alluring eyes gave off a warm and soft glow. They gaze off a cozy feeling like the warm breeze in spring.

If Liam was an unreachable corner in the depths of a boundless ocean, the man before her would be a forest beside the cooling stream of a mountain. He was beautiful and tantalizing. She felt as if there was no distance between them as the man gave off an odd sense of familiarity.

His lips curled up as he gazed at Anna. The faint smile on his face was as warm and comforting as the spring breeze.

"Hi, I'm Ethan Collins."


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