After she spoke, the staff members' faces turned ashen.
The already timid crowd became even more reluctant to speak.
But Wen Mian was aggressively confrontational, not the least bit inclined to let them off easily.
"Your magazine's handling does not conform with norms, and from any perspective, there is no guarantee for the actors," she continued, "And the incident that just occurred has only solidified this belief."
Wen Mian took off the outfit she had already changed into.
In front of everyone, the woman forced a smile.
"Enough said, the magazine shoot's purpose has already been compromised. I've been here for an entire hour, yet there has been no progress, no assurance whatsoever, and I see no need to continue with the rest of the shoot."
It seemed the magazine's manager heard these words from the back.
The man timidly approached, smiling as he tried to take Wen Mian's hand.
But before he could say anything, Wen Mian coldly shook off his hand.
