When Ye Wan entered the room, the large meeting room was silent.
The people on both sides seemed to be in a stalemate.
On the left sat Leng Yixing, with a face ashen, his suit wrinkled and his tie twisted askew like a piece of pickled vegetable.
On the other side, the man who seemed to be the client wore a proud expression, almost as if he had "bite me if you're not happy" written on his face.
In the meeting room, there was also someone trying to mediate between the two parties.
Upon seeing Ye Wan enter, the sweat on his forehead intensified and became even denser.
Who didn't know this lady was the trending queen?
Getting involved with her never ends well, right?
"Miss Ye, I'm terribly sorry..."
"Hold on..."
The sweating man was interrupted by Ye Wan with a wave of her hand as soon as he started talking, "I'm known for helping my people, not the reason. I don't even know what's happening yet. Let me hear it from my agent first."
