Chapter 1282 Fallen for Mr. Larson


    J had a helpless look on her face when she met Brandon''s eyes. ''Do you see now that an


    assistant''s work is not as easy as you thought?"


    Brandon looked at the empty reception room and nodded. Not one client was in sight. "I indeed


    underestimated assistants," he acknowledged honestly.


    Before, he thought working as an assistant wasn''t challenging at all. He wasn''t anticipating that


    even engaging with clients could be so tricky.


    Many of J''s clients only had an idea of what they wanted and no specific design requirements.


    More often than not, their ideas were vague concepts that were difficult to put into words, making it


    almost impossible to understand what they were looking for if you were not well adept with the


    trends.


    As an assistant, part of the work was to give aplete picture of their vague concepts by


    dissecting each and every idea they had. That was the only way to make sure that the client and the


    designer were on the same page regarding the design and that the finished product would be a


    perfect work the client would be satisfied with.


    The entire process could be incrediblyplex and meticulous. If the assistantcked patience or


    attention to details, it could lead to conflicts with the client.


    Seeing that Brandon finally understood that even small positions could be challenging, J


    couldn''t help but smile. "Now that you know how hard being an assistant is, don''t make Sean''s life


    too difficult from now on."


    With a helpless nod, Brandon gave in, "You''re right. I will be treating him better. Maybe I''ll give him a


    day off."


    A sense of relief spread on J''s chest at the sight of the typically unapproachable CEO yielding


    from pressure. "Seems like you gained something from being my assistant. Now you know how to


    empathize with your subordinates," she said with a lighthearted tone, giving him a soft nudge on the


    shoulder.


    Brandon chuckled softly at J''sment. He was amused by her tactics.


    Just then, someone knocked on the door of the studio.


    J decided to let Brandon rest and attend to the client herself. If she let Brandon continue, her


    studio wouldn''t run like it always did. Today would be too chaotic.


    A tall slender man entered the studio. He looked well-off with his clean and crisp suit and handsome


    face.


    "Hello," the man greeted. "My name is Jax Shaw." In addition to his good looks, he seemed polite


    too.


    "Nice to meet you," J returned the greeting with equal politeness and a weing smile. "I''m


    J White, the designer of this studio. May I ask what type of clothes you are looking for? Do you


    have a specific design in mind? We can discuss it in detail inside." J gestured inside and waited


    for Jax to continue inside.


    Jax shook his head. Then his gaze darted past J to Brandon who was standing behind her. "I''m


    here for him. He''s exactly what I''m looking for."


    An rm bell rang in J''s mind. "Do you have a crush on him?" She abruptly asked in shock.


    J''s question made Jax''s lips twitch ever so slightly. He breathed, then exined patiently, "I''m a


    modeling agent. The gentleman behind you


    perfectly matches the standards we look for in models. His appearance and physique are perfect. If


    he enters our modeling industry, I believe he''ll surely be a sensation."


    With that, he gave a small smile towards Brandon and asked, "Sir, would you like to give it a shot?"


    Brandon matched his raised eyebrow with a cold chuckle but said nothing.


    The rejection did not disappoint Jax as much. He merely sighed helplessly before turning to J


    and handing her a business card. "Actually, I came here today to ask if your studio needs any


    models. Our agency has excellent talents you can hire."


    "Oh, you''re trying to rmend models to me." The idea made J chuckle. She pointed


    teasingly at Brandon. "If my assistant is already this good, I certainly can''t settle for a model below


    his level, can I? If your models are more good-looking than him, maybe I''ll give it a try."


    Jax rubbed his chin and thought for a moment. He recalled all the models under his agency and


    mentally screened them. "That would be difficult," he admitted. "Your assistant has set the bar too


    high. I could only think of a few people in the entertainment circle who can rival him."


    Defeated, he looked at Brandon and asked, "How much does your assistant make in a month? Is


    his sry high? How about I rent him from you? Name your price. It wouldn''t be an issue for


    someone so high quality."


    The more Jax spoke, the darker Brandon''s expression became. That didn''t rub the handsomeness


    on his face, however.


    But after a few more seconds, the cloud that seemed to have appeared over his head turned into a


    storm, threatening to fall at any moment.


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    J watched the scene, biting her lip so as not tough, but it was a losing battle. Her face was


    red from holding back herughter.