The female assistant, Feng Ying, became more proud of herself when she saw Luo Chen at a loss for words. She said disparagingly, “Didn’t your Mighty Manager Ye come running here today to curry Brother Shao’s good favor? Whys she pretending to be so virtuous? 0
“Tsk tsk, didn’t she act like the entire entertainment industry was her domain? What? Is she scared now?”
Feng Ying intentionally spoke in a volume that everyone could hear clearly. “Do you know what this is called? Its called however strong you are, there’s always someone stronger! Some people should grasp their own importance first!
“She’s just grasping onto a rotten log but still thinks she’s hugging some golden thigh! How ridiculous!”
Shao Heng stood on the side with his wine glass in hand, aloofly watching this ruckus.
To him, these people were merely dogs with few uses.
It was their honor to have their popularity leeched by him.
“Feng Ying, what dogsh*t are you spouting?! You’re the one freaking grasping a rotten log! So what if the entertainment industry is my Brother Yes domain?!”
Whenever Gong Xu encountered something related to Ye Wanwan, he was much easier to detonate and he would start to speak without thinking.
As expected, his words stirred some trouble.
Gong Xu’s words were equivalent to calling Shao Heng a “rotten log.”
“Pft, what did Gong Xu just say? The entertainment industry’s Ye Baps domain?”
“Daring to say this kind of thing in front of someone from Stars Entertainment—an ignorant person is truly fearless!”
Feng Ying burst out laughing. “Hahaha, the entertainment industry is your domain? You have quite the ego! Does Stars Entertainment have to obey your Mighty Manager Ye, huh?”
Feng Ying sounded like he was teasing an idiot, evoking another round of jeering laughter.
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