"Whether the plan will work out is still uncertain," Zhang Yue glanced at his watch. "There isn't much time, I'm heading over now."
Ning Xiaofei was filled with gratitude. "Zhang Yue, I'm really sorry, this time, you've managed to offend Pei Ruoxi too."
"It's no big deal, I'm in post-production, I don't rely on her to live," replied Zhang Yue with a humble smile. "I'm heading over now, and I'll call you if anything comes up."
Zhang Yue hurried off, and Ning Xiaofei's phone started vibrating again.
She took out her phone and saw Ye Qiao's call on the screen. With somewhat drained energy, Ning Xiaofei sank back into her chair and answered the call.
"Xiaoqiao, what's up?"
"Wow, you!" Ye Qiao's excited voice came through as soon as the call connected. "You've challenged Pei Ruoxi so soon, you're now our station's celebrity. Well done, on a festival no less, making her apologize to you. That's ruthless, Feifei!"
