Yuan Pan had not worked at the television station for so many years for nothing. In the end, he clenched his teeth and dialed a number that was deeply ingrained in his heart.
After hanging up the phone, he slumped back into his seat. It had come to this, after all. He did not want to owe someone a favor, but even less did he want to see his hard work go down the drain. Compared to that, what was dignity worth?
The advertising fees were secured, and the program was saved, but he was determined to find out who was causing trouble behind the scenes. If there was a first time, there would be a second; he had to solve this issue at its root, or else it would happen again.
Leaving the advertising department, Yuan Pan's cold gaze narrowed slightly.
