Du Zihang's gaze darkened, but before he had a chance to speak.
"I'm out of this mess, you'd better check Weibo yourself." He heard a cold snort on the other end, and then the call was disconnected.
The curses from his agent were still echoing in his ears as Du Zihang's face turned an iron blue, he swiped open his phone screen.
Wasn't it just everyone cursing the crew? Was it really necessary to make such a big fuss?
However.
He opened the trending topics, only to find the subject had changed.
#EmperorDuThrowsHisWeightAround#
#EmperorDuBulliesNewcomer#
Huh?
Du Zihang felt a lurch in his stomach as he glanced at the overflowing private messages, that ominous feeling growing stronger.
As expected.
When he looked at the comment section.
[The Guardian Action crew is so miserable, it's like they invited a high and mighty Buddha himself, no wonder they want to terminate the contract.]
