Luo Feng spoke sincerely, making Yang Tianzhen speechless.
The popularity had indeed increased, but it had caused a huge negative impact. There were already many people who were dissatisfied with the idol industry. If this bad influence was spread, wouldn't people scold them?
"Boss, you can't say that. What about public relations? Where's our company's PR?" Yang Tianzhen stood up and paced around the table, her forehead covered in sweat. "Get the PR to ask questions immediately and express their attitude. We must make sure to hold on to the golden 24 hours!"
"Old Yang, you're confused," Luo Feng said. "You've always been in charge of our company's public relations."
His words woke him up from his dream.
Yang Tianzhen was so anxious that he was confused. The real PR manager was outside asking for help.
"I'll go back to the studio immediately. Boss, are you there? Wait for me."
Yang Tianzhen hung up after saying that.