She quietly glanced at Song Wenchuan. He had his head down, looking at his phone, working.
Song Jingwan pressed her lips together uncomfortably. She took her phone to a place where there was no one and made a call.
As soon as the call connected, the person on the end began to blame her.
"Miss Song, what happened? Didn't you say that we had total control? Did you hire someone else to help you promote? Miss Song, you were wrong this time. We're the experts. We have our methods. By hiring other people, you've messed our plan up!"
"No—"
Before Song Jingwan managed to speak, she was scolded like crazy.
She furrowed her brows and had a foreboding feeling.
"Wait."
After saying this, she immediately hung up and logged in to Weibo.
As soon as she saw the search rankings, her heart sank.
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