Wu Daoshan looked at Zhao Lang in shock.
He hadn't misheard, had he?
He was actually being asked to slap his own face in front of so many people?!
Wu Daoshan was considered a veteran in the industry, having mentored countless award-winning artists.
Outside, who wouldn't show him some respect?
Yet now he was to be humiliated by Young Master Gu!
Zhao Lang noticed his reluctance and lowered his gaze toward him.
"What? You're not willing? Since that's the case—"
President Sun, seeing the indifference in Zhao Lang's eyes, became panicky and quickly stepped forward to nudge Wu Daoshan.
"Is it so hard to apologize? It's just slapping yourself. Do you really want to lose your job over this and mess up the company's projects?!"
Wu Daoshan, hearing the anger in President Sun's tone, realized he wouldn't help him and could only struggle to raise his hand.
Yes, losing face in front of so many people was better than losing his job.
