Feng San stood there in stunned silence, feeling somewhat speechless.
At this moment, the people crowding the hotel entrance were among the busiest individuals in the world, with countless affairs to handle.
Normally, others would line up to see these influential figures, but when had anyone ever seen them queuing up like this?
Only Miss Si could make such a thing happen.
Carrying Si Fuqing's instructions, Feng San stepped forward and addressed the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, I sincerely apologize, but our Miss Si is still preparing for the final interview and is extremely busy at the moment. She doesn't have time to meet with you all right now. How about this—I'll give each of you a number, and we'll contact you when she's available. Does that sound okay?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Feng San felt as if he had become the front desk clerk of a trendy restaurant, issuing tickets to eager patrons.
