The manager brought him a glass of water and helped him up to drink it. He then looked at him helplessly. "How else can it be?"
Jiang Li took a sip of water. Everything that went down his throat tasted like rust.
"It's about to blow up outside." Seeing that he could drink water, the manager was slightly relieved. He pretended to be relaxed and said, "You have 20 endorsements. You still have seven or eight advertisements to shoot. The variety show schedule and the music award ceremony… Anyway, we have to pay a lot of compensation for the breach of contracts this time. Fortunately, the company is supportive. As soon as they heard the news, they immediately spent money on public relations to suppress the news of your injury. Otherwise, who knows what kind of commotion it would have caused outside."
Jiang Li relaxed slightly when he heard that the news of his injury had been suppressed.
