An Youcai walked into the hospital room and saw two shattered phones on the floor, knowing his daughter must have lost her temper over yesterday's events.
Just as he was about to offer some words of comfort, An Sijia spoke first.
"Dad, you're back. How did things go?"
An Youcai knew she was asking about those reports. He opened his mouth but eventually shook his head. "The small media outlets here in Nan'an are manageable with money, but the bigger ones are making outrageous demands. As for the entertainment news in Imperial City, I..."
"What's the use of just dealing with those small tabloids? Don't you know that the media in Nan'an and Imperial City are the key players? You've been in business for so many years, how can you not understand something this simple? It's a complete waste of money."
