Song Yan shook his head.
The producer instantly became anxious.
He had only spoken kindly to her because of his relationship with Jiang Jingnan, but now, with the situation as it was, her refusal to follow the plan was making things difficult for him, wasn't it?
If things continued like this, he would have no choice but to be ruthless, regardless of their relationship.
"Give me two minutes," Song Yan said.
The producer was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately gave his silent consent.
Song Yan removed the microphone and began to speak, "First, if any of you don't need your eyes, please donate them to someone in need."
"Second, I didn't come here today to attend the press conference, I came to settle a score." She looked at Chen Man, who still wore an innocent, aggrieved expression, and said coldly, "Will you come down with me willingly, or shall I ask you to come down?"
Chen Man panicked, "What, what do you want to do?"
