The man coldly dropped the itinerary report in his hand and said heavily, "Monday, ceremony? What's your decision?"
The two exchanged a glance and said, "After some consideration, we still feel that Miss Luqing needs to participate in this ceremony—"
"After all, many people know Miss Ruoqing now. If I don't go then, I'm afraid... I'm afraid people with ulterior motives will talk about me... talk about me..."
"What are you talking about?" the man asked gloomily, his brows looking extremely cold.
"There's talk about Miss Ruoqing not attending the awards ceremony because her work wasn't shortlisted, which seems disrespectful to her seniors. She's not convinced by the director's choice—"
"These are all serious crimes that harm the reputation of artists. President, we have to think about them!"
The man frowned and scoffed, "So, this is the answer you gave me?"
The two of them lowered their heads and dared not respond.
"You have to go to the ceremony, so why did you accept this variety show?!"
The two of them lowered their heads even deeper in an instant.
"Can't they stagger the time? Why is the crew rushing to film right now?!"
"Qingqing is not the artist you've managed before. I don't want you to bring your previous vigorous and decisive attitude to Qingqing!"
"yes--"
"Postpone tomorrow's filming, bring forward the variety show, and prepare for the ceremony early. Don't let anything fall behind, not even one—"
"Don't concentrate!"
"yes--"
"You guys should go and communicate with the variety show in person! If we can reach an agreement, that would be great. If not—"
The two of them froze.
He said coldly: "You will suffer the consequences!"
"Yes——" the two responded respectfully.
"Please reorganize the itinerary and send it to my desk before noon. I don't want to see such a dense schedule packed into one day again!"
"yes--"
"go out!"
"yes--"
The two turned around, picked up the itinerary that had fallen aside, and hurried out.
In the rest room
The door was slowly pushed open.
The little girl walked out, and there was no trace of sleepiness on her face.
She heard everything that was said just now.
But she didn't come out, because she knew that Mr. Gong was doing it for her own good, and she didn't want to refute him.
"Awake?" The man raised his eyes and looked over.
The little girl nodded, "Well, what is Mr. Gong busy with?"
"Just some information. Are you hungry, Qingqing?"
"I'm fine—"
"I'll take you to eat first!" He stood up and walked over with his hands in his pockets.
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