"Leave professional matters to the professionals," Chuzheng folded her arms, "Any questions?"
"No, no," Guan Cang forced a smile, "Miss Ai is absolutely right. Don't worry, we are definitely professional."
Guan Cang made a guarantee.
Chuzheng said ominously, "You'd better be."
Chuzheng hailed a car and left.
"Miss Ai, take care."
Guan Cang watched the God of Wealth leave, took out his phone, and dialed the studio, "Time to get to work. Call everyone back who's outside; meeting in one hour."
The person on the other end clearly dissatisfied, "The same case as before? The one about the online celebrity getting smeared? How much money can there be in such a trivial matter, Boss you…"
Guan Cang scoffed, "You don't know shit, anyone who isn't back in an hour will have their bonus docked."
"…"
Guan Cang hung up and rushed to the studio.
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Chuzheng got into the car.
The driver asked where she wanted to go.
