Zhu Zhu looked at the pretty face inches away, her earlobes suddenly turning red. She backed up two steps in panic, her heart racing, and she forgot all about her previous anger, mumbling, "I'm not really angry with him, just mad that his manager went too far."
Rong Yan withdrew her hand and returned to work mode, her demeanor decisive, exuding an innate convincing strength. "If she goes too far, then next time we just won't work with her. Those are small issues; we still have to solve the problem at hand."
Zhu Zhu's mood plummeted again, her head drooping dejectedly. "I've contacted all the media whose info I have, and none of them are willing to come. I don't know what else to do. Should I give them another call and beg?"
Since they aren't willing to come, she certainly can't break their legs and kidnap them here. Her only option is to call again, say some nice things, and plead for them to take some time to help support the event.
