"Wen Xin, have you seen what's online? I don't know who leaked our photos from Ancient Town Square, but my agent and the company's PR are already handling it. Don't run around carelessly these days..."
Before Wen Xin could speak, Chu Mufeng heard the noisy background through her phone and grew anxious, "Why is it so chaotic over there?"
"It's all thanks to you. The reporters have already sniffed us out and come here. Tell the company's agent and PR team that if they don't handle this well, they should prepare their resignation letters—the company doesn't keep freeloaders."
After finishing her words coldly, Wen Xin hung up the phone on Chu Mufeng and then watched the reporters who were still standing there calmly; she knew that they had clearly heard everything she had just said to Chu Mufeng.