Fang Zhao headed straight for Silver Wing Media's headquarters after leaving Xue Jing's place.
Fang Zhao kept a low profile en route. He noticed many more flying cars coming and going. The midair flying paths were also more congested. It seemed as though the whole area was busy.
"I don't know what's going on. The entertainment circle seems to have become much more lively. Those at the top of the golden pedestal are especially active." Nanfeng told Fang Zhao what he knew from the latest reports as he drove the flying car into Silver Wing Media headquarters' underground parking space.
"Recently, all of a sudden, a lot of A-list celebrities are trying to become superstars. Superstars are trying to compete against global mega stars. I can't help but get the feeling something is brewing. Boss, if you have connections, you should ask around," Nanfeng said.
"No need. I'll also be busy soon." Fang Zhao said as he exited the car.
