Swallowing an angry retort, Feng Xue opened the folder and glanced through the content inside. But the more she kept reading, the more her brows started to furrow as her expression slowly turned from the initial annoyance to disbelief and finally into anger.
"Wang Zhou, the heck do you mean with this? Is it some kind of joke, eh!?"
In front of the fierce expression on his questioner's face, manager Wang's previous bravado seemed to falter, but he still squeaked out a reply after gulping nervously.
"You– *cough* let me tell you, this matter, it already harmed many other artists in my section. Finding this type of role for her to play, it's already hard enough." Feeling his courage grow the more he talked, he started speaking in an increasingly confident manner. "Besides, with Feng Xi's reputation at present, this type of work is best suited for her. After all, she already has quite some experience going around with different men."
