After calling Qiao Yu, Xia Ning took the SIM card out, broke it immediately and threw it into the garbage bin. She put in the new card and called Zheng Ziming.
"Ziming, is the news out?"
"Yup, because of that ten million donation, someone says you look like Ms. Shen. They say you most likely became the female lead so fast because you look like Shen Weiran. Of course, many are questioning your income." Zheng Ziming's voice came from the phone.
"I see. Leave this one alone," Xia Ning said calmly. As if she thought of something, she continued, "Your suggestion last time, I agree."
Zheng Ziming was caught by surprise for a moment, before he yelled with excitement, "Ah, really?"
Xia Ning moved her phone away and said calmly, "Yup, I will talk to you later. I have something going on." As she spoke, she hung up and started searching on her phone.
