"I saw it, Assistant Zheng sent yesterday's box office collection rankings over." Instantly, Lu Man guessed what was on Ji Cheng's mind and didn't give him a chance to ask. "You want to ask why the box office collection did not increase after the intense promotion yesterday, right?"
Embarrassed, Ji Cheng scratched his head. "I'm not chasing you for debts. I know that our movie has already maxed out, it's already hard for it to rise up again, this is normal. I'm just—"
Ji Cheng was so anxious that he scratched his ears rapidly, unable to put his thoughts into words.
Detecting his anxiety, Lu Man chuckled. "You're scared that I must be stressed out and embarrassed because my publicity did not achieve the expected result, right?"
Ji Cheng laughed dryly. "Yep, something like that."
"Thank you," Lu Man said, feeling touched by his worry for her.
"Ah, why did you say that out of a sudden?" Ji Cheng hurriedly replied. "Please don't, please don't."
