She had the waitstaff clean up.
Then she said to everyone, "We'll open at eleven. Please follow the queue order to enter and take your seats, first-come, first-served."
Geez, Weiwei's fans are so hot-tempered and impatient.
Back in the day, she queued for four hours just to buy an idol's autographed book without getting so frustrated.
These must be anti-fans.
Wen Jing only dared to mutter under her breath, not showing even a hint of annoyance on her face.
"Don't tell me you're using Weiwei to lure us to your shop and spend our money."
A few men who flipped tables weren't done yet, stirring up the other fans, "I see that your shop hasn't done much advertising before, relying solely on your boss being tied to Sangsang in trending searches to gain some fame. I'm afraid Weiwei is just part of your bluff."
Wen Jing could tolerate all sorts of nasty words and excessive actions today, but she couldn't stand hearing them say Yan Zao had used publicity stunts with Yu Yesang.
