"Leave everything to her!"
Xue Feijing pointed at Luo Tiantian, then walked over and sat down in the CEO's chair as if she owned the place.
She operated the computer with practiced ease, not even bothering to look up. "There's nothing pressing at the company that needs my attention lately, right?"
The middle-aged man hurriedly handed the documents to Luo Tiantian, then walked to stand in front of Xue Feijing.
"Sister Jing, Xiao Qinyue signed an endorsement deal earlier. The client's already put in a ton of effort promoting it. But now, just before the shoot, she's pretending to be sick and refuses to do it. She says—"
"Spit it out. Don't beat around the bush." Xue Feijing frowned.
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded and continued, "She says if the company doesn't allocate fifty percent of resources to her, she won't do it."
"Tch." Xue Feijing sneered coldly. "You can't even handle something this trivial?"
