Both Xiao Yebai and Gu Nuan agreed with Zhao Mengjin’s suggestion. An agent is essentially a personal assistant and caretaker—how could you not choose someone familiar? Their family just entered this circle, and finding a new person wouldn’t be easy. Although the talent agency had several introductions, none was better than having someone familiar.

This Nala has been with Zhao Mengjin for three full years and is absolutely reliable.

The two little monkeys looked up at this blonde sister, then glanced at each other.

"Brother, do you think she’s pretty?" Little Mingli whispered in his brother Lingxin’s ear.

"Pretty?" Lingxin couldn’t figure out what his little brother was thinking. Why ask whether she’s pretty or not? It seemed his brother never asked if a woman was pretty because, in their hearts, the prettiest woman in the world was none other than Gu Jinrong.

"I mean, she doesn’t seem that pretty. If I get hungry and compliment her, will she give me something to eat?" Little Mingli was concerning himself with his meals. The reason was simple: the adults nearby said Nala would take care of all their daily needs, including meals and sleep.

Lingxin admired his little brother’s deep consideration, pondering how to master the art of flattery.

Indeed, the compliment of whether someone is pretty can be a tricky matter. If done poorly, it might backfire.

As for Aunt Nala, she had golden hair, wavy curls, blue eyes, a pointed face, and wore a stylish short skirt, but she lacked the graceful aura of Gu Jinrong, which both brothers liked best; somehow she seemed a bit gaudy.

After initially chatting with Nala, Gu Nuan urged her two sons to greet her.

Of course, Nala crouched down to make a good first impression with the two little bosses, using the Chinese she learned from Zhao Mengjin, warmly greeting the little monkeys: "Hello, you’re Lingxin and Mingli, aren’t you?"

The two little monkeys were nudged forward by their mom.

Lingxin, being the elder, set an example by speaking first: "Nice to meet you, Aunt Nala."

Mingli followed quickly, showing a grin as sweet as a donut: "Hello Sister Nala, you are so pretty."

The words of the second little monkey stunned everyone present. Even Da Bai had to admit, compared to the serious older monkey, the younger monkey was truly eloquent.

Sure enough, upon hearing the second little monkey’s words, Nala’s face broke into a broad smile. Every woman loves to be complimented for her looks, especially by a handsome little boy.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm," Nala smiled, saying, "You are very handsome, too, Mingli."

Upon hearing his compliment got such a good response, the second little monkey excitedly winked at his brother: See, I told you complimenting her was the right move.

Lingxin maintained a serious expression. From his experience, his brother’s excitement never lasted more than a few minutes.

Sure enough, since Nala became their agent, she professionally focused on their needs as little artists, like maintaining a good physique. For Little Mingli, dieting was certainly necessary, so Nala’s team included experienced nutritionists who quickly prepared a diet plan based on the second monkey’s height and weight.

In this plan, the second monkey’s allowable food was clearly much less than the older monkey’s. Especially fried foods, like the second monkey’s favorite fried chicken, must be excluded.

The second monkey, upon seeing this plan, immediately froze. He urgently complained to his parents: "I called her sister and said she was pretty; my brother didn’t call her that, so why does she give my brother more food than me?"