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The producer listened to Gao Zhengang's words and had no further doubts; as far as Gao Zhengang's description, the logic was at least coherent.
However, he still wanted to ensure his own risk was minimized and said to Gao Zhengang, "You planned this, I'm just cooperating, you understand that, right?"
"Enough, if there's a problem, I'll explain it to the station chief myself," Gao Zhengang was getting impatient.
It was only after hearing this that Producer Zheng truly felt at ease. Even if it meant slightly offending Gao Zhengang, his career was clearly more important.
Time ticked by, second by second, and soon it was six o'clock in the evening.
Su Wen was also preparing to close up shop, but there were still many people queuing outside the pharmacy, including those who had come from the provincial city to join in the commotion after watching the afternoon's live broadcast.
"Su Wen, what do we do now?"
