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The first public stage performance training was about to begin.
Gu Danyu scanned the Class F training room, her brows slightly furrowed, "Where's Zhao Qi?"
Trainee A: "Little Qi was called away by his agent."
Trainee B: "I think I just saw him in the stairwell."
"You all start training." She left the words behind and turned to leave.
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"Zhao Qi, I understand that this time the company has let you down." The man's words came weightily and slowly, "Here's what we'll do, the company will compensate you with a few resources."
The next second.
The young man roared, "I don't want them!"
His hoarse voice, heavy with nasal tones, echoed in the stairwell.
The agent's gaze grew stern, his tone more insistent, "Zhao Qi! Do you think you have a choice? This is the company's arrangement!"
A moment of silence fell, the air heavy with tension and oppression.
Zhao Qi's voice trembled, he gritted his teeth with every word, "Why?"
Why?
The agent let out a cold laugh.
