Compromise
Editor: Noodletown Translations
At night, Yan Xian's agent was smoking as he watched Yan Xian make many calls asking for help. But, those people either didn't pick up or said they were busy and hung up. Overall, in the 20 or so calls Yan Xian made, no one took the time to exchange more than 3 sentences with him. Seeing Yan Xian throwing his phone onto the table, his agent asked, "How are things looking?"
Yan Xian shook his head. "No one's willing to lend me money. They all referred to me as their bro back during the normal days, and just half a day ago, they were all saying how they would help me ban out Lin Chuxue. But now, after the State Administration of Entertainment and Media issued one notice, they all became scared and began avoiding me like a plague. They all withdrew their statements in front of the media and even began to say how I'm a scumbag! What the h-ll!"
The agent took another smoke and said, "They still need to dwell in this circle, can't blame them."