"Is there really no way?" Li Lei was frantic. Ever since he had found Wei Tianlong that morning, he had been agonizing over what to do next. All his plans and arrangements had been thrown into chaos.
Female Hooligan could barely hold back her laughter. The scene was just too hilarious. Song Shaoqing and Fu Qiang had already gone outside to lean against the wall; there simply was not enough room to let loose in the room.
The lights were bright, but the atmosphere was stifling. A vast haze hung over Wei Tianlong and his group, making it seem as though there was no dawn in sight. Qin Fen's words were the most terrifying weapon of all.
If this blew up, damn, it was easy to imagine how famous he would become nationwide. Although he would be the victim and the object of everyone's sympathy, the uncontrollable hilarity of it and the damage to his image would trigger a terrifying chain reaction. Fewer endorsements, fewer appearances, fewer roles—he might even have to step away and be put on ice for a while.
In an industry that relied on youth, time was money. Popularity would drain away violently in silence.
At that thought, the manager was utterly at a loss.
"What should we do?" Qin Fen thought for a moment. Of the four people who had come just to make up the numbers, he was the only one with enough public spirit to help an outsider come up with ideas. "Right, who is this?" Qin Fen looked at the manager, who seemed somewhat familiar. Of course he looked familiar—they had met yesterday.
"This is Wei Tianlong's manager, Li Lei," the assistant introduced him. He did not know what to do either. He had brought these tagalongs here for one reason only: