Her meaning was clear: disagreement is fine, she is willing to compensate, but her responsibility ends here.
If they don't want to replace it, they can find their own clothes, she's not forcing them. Whether the concert goes on or not has nothing to do with her; don't blame her.
"Designer Ye, you can't be like this. If it weren't for your unreliable contacts, this wouldn't have happened. We can't find clothes at the last minute, and there's no way to explain to the fans." The president of Nanjia Entertainment spread his hands, full of helplessness.
Power-wise, he feared Ye Ranran, but business is business; that's another matter.
He indeed wanted to befriend her, but he couldn't give the impression of currying favor, or it would backfire.
"So I found you a substitute, right? If you're unwilling, I'm willing to compensate. We don't want this to happen either; I deeply apologize, so now I'm actively trying to make amends." Ye Ranran's words carried a hint of warning.
