No wonder none of the higher-ups had said anything. They were waiting for the big boss.
"You mean... Boss Du-Duan?" Ya Erlin's voice was even shakier. "Didn't she go to Huangzhou?"
"How would I know?" Du Ang didn't know what to do. They had expected the label not to handle the matter with kid gloves, but things had evolved beyond their expectations.
"Someone at Flying Pegasus must have complained to her," Ya Erlin voiced his speculation.
"Regardless of what went down, let's get ready. I'll get in touch with Fang Zhao. We'll head up to the top floor together."
On the 50th floor, Fang Zhao was monitoring the feedback to his release online. He was a bit surprised when he got word from Du Ang. He didn't expect the big boss to get involved.
He got up, sorted out his wrinkled outfit, and then told the others, "You guys take a break. I have to head upstairs for a meeting."
"Where's the meeting?" Zu Wen asked.
