Chapter 259


    Mini: “Yeah, I met her through her agent Dale ages ago. She’s super talented when ites to


    dancing. I should be d she’s not really into street dance, or she might have stolen my dance king


    title.”


    Even though everyone thought Mini was just joking, he was actually telling the truth.


    The host asked Astrid and Mini to draw a lottery for the audience and then asked them to leave the


    stage.


    Just as they walked backstage, Astrid lightly patted Mini’s shoulder, “Thank you.”


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    “There’s no need for thank yous between us.” Mini smiled charmingly.


    He called out to Astrid when he saw her about to leave. “Got anything going on after the party? How


    about I treat you to BBQ?”


    “No need, Gracie would probably be pissed if she found out I went for BBQ tonight.” Astrid shrugged, “I


    gotta go.”


    Mini watched her leave and reminisced about their first meeting two years ago.


    He and Dale were good friends, and he went to a party Dale once organized.


    That’s when he first met Astrid, who got drunk and was dancing with Chad.


    Even though she was drunk, her dance skills were amazing. Her unique dance style was unforgettable.


    He loved dancing, so he joined them.


    Since then, they became friends.


    Today’s dance performance was his masterpiece. The lyrics and music were all created by Astrid, he


    sang and choreographed the dance with Astrid, but outsiders didn’t know.


    “Mini, let’s go. I’ve already told the director, let’s leave first, or we might not make it to our variety show


    tomorrow.” His agent kept urging him. Mini looked at the direction Astrid left and felt a bit lost, then he


    turned and left.


    He didn’t know when he would see her next.


    Astrid went straight to the control room. She knocked on the door and a young man with sses


    quickly opened it.


    The man nced at her and said irritably, “This is the control room, no loiterers allowed. Can’t you read


    the sign? Why are you knocking?”


    Astrid: “Hello, could you help me retrieve some surveince footage?”


    If she had aputer with her and Chad and Hank hadn’t disappeared, she wouldn’t be here asking


    for help.


    “Who are you? Why should I listen to you and retrieve the footage?” The man’s tone was quite bad,


    after all, everyone else was at the party, leaving him alone here, of course he’d feel upset.


    Astrid: “Who I am isn’t important, but I can give you some money if you help me.”


    Man: “Hmph, I want you to understand, I’m not someone who’d abandon my professional ethics for a


    bit of money! My professional integrity isn’t something you can understand, don’t insult me with


    money!”


    Astrid: “200 dors.”


    “What time frame of surveince records do you need?” The man’s attitude changed drastically as


    soon as he heard 200 dors. Considering that his monthly sry is only 600 dors, getting 200


    dors just for retrieving a piece of surveince record was a fantastic deal!


    “Do you need something to drink? What would you like? Orange juice? Coffee? Tea?”