Calling Momo

"Hand everything to her!"

Xue Feijing pointed toward Luo Tiantian and leisurely sat down in her chair.

She skillfully switched on the computer and didn't even bother lifting her head to ask, "There isn't anything that I need to deal with, right?"

The middle-aged man quickly handed the information over to Luo Tiantian before walking over to her.

"Sister Jing, Xiao Qinyue signed an endorsement earlier, and the client has already put in quite a lot of effort in publicity. We're about to start the shoot soon, but she's pretending to be ill and refusing to start the shoot, saying that…"

"Hurry and get to the main point. Stop stuttering." Xue Feijing frowned.

"Alright." The middle-aged man nodded and continued, "She said that she won't film it unless the company allocates fifty percent of our resources to her."

"Tsk." Xue Feijing sneered. "That's such a small matter. Aren't you able to deal with it yourself?"