The talent agent was just about to speak when a call came in on her phone, ringing as if it were urging her towards doom. She glanced at the caller ID, immediately sat up, and pushed away Yang Yi's arm, who was still shaking it. Frustrated, she said, "Bo Yanching!"
"Yes, yes, Bo Yanching! The richest man!"
Last time when he visited the set, Yang Yi didn't get a chance to cozy up to him.
Rich, young, and handsome, who wouldn't be tempted?
The talent agent had been overwhelmed these past couple of days. The company wasn't willing to spend money on public relations, nor were they willing to call in favors, yet they gave her a strict order to resolve the matter. She had reached out to everyone she could, pleaded with anyone who might help, but when people found out it was Shu Jin, no one wanted to assist, even subtly suggesting she switch to a different artist.
