Yang Ruoqian had issued many strange orders.
Some were misunderstood because they sounded profound.
Some were misunderstood because employees were too competent.
This one, at least, was simple enough to survive contact with language.
Do not invite the actors back.
There was only one problem.
They had never come.
The talent department manager stood in Yang's office with a folder held carefully against her chest. "Boss Yang, just to confirm, by back you mean..."
"Do not invite them at all," Yang said.
"Understood. No arranged visit."
"No arranged group visit."
"Yes."
"No private group visit arranged by assistants."
"Yes."
"No casual staff guidance disguised as not arranging."
The manager blinked once. "Understood."
"No lobby photo. No normal-ticket fan service. No special seat. No backdoor entry. No one says the actor is coming, no one says the actor came, and no one says the actor did not come in a meaningful way."
The manager wrote faster.
