Outside the elevator, Fang Yu was just about to head downstairs. As the doors opened, he witnessed the scene in front of him and furrowed his brows.
Han Xiner was, after all, a top student that he picked out himself. Plus, she had a close relationship with everyone in the industry. When was she someone that others could casually bully?
"What's happening?" Fang Yu asked the red-faced Han Xiner. "Is it because of Bei Chendong? Does she know the rules? How dare an artist bully someone from PR? Does she still want to survive in the industry?"
"Vice President Fang, I'm fine," Han Xiner held him back, "She will eventually get her just desserts."
As soon as Fang Yu heard this, he understood what Han Xiner meant. Since she decided to enter the industry, she understood the rules of survival. If she couldn't handle her own matters, would she need the support of others every single time something happened?
