Li Mu was clearly caught off guard. He stared blankly at the bear waving on his phone and then looked up at Yu Xiaozhe, both of them speechless.
Zhang He watched them, big eyes staring at little eyes, and with some exasperation, offered a reminder.
"Hurry up and go. Don't get too far from the rest of the crew, or it'll look like we're not fitting in, and then the haters will start badmouthing you again."
Seeing Li Mu utterly clueless, Yu Xiaozhe casually slipped his phone back into his pocket, as if nothing had happened, but couldn't help but grumble internally.
Is Li Mu always this clueless? Is he really worth that high salary?
Li Mu didn't expect that because of a single emoji, his professional competence was questioned, and even his salary seemed at risk.
The three of them followed the main crew into the arranged hotel.
The crew members were all assigned to the lower floors; the higher the floor, the higher the status in the industry. This was an unwritten rule.
