Ge Jun slid his hand through his hair, silent.
After pacing around the room a few times, the manager heaved a sigh.
"Shen Wenqian isn't someone to be trifled with. You messed with his artist, and he won't rest until he peels a layer of skin off you. Under the current circumstances, we must take the initiative to attack."
Ge Jun asked in a hoarse voice, "How?"
The manager replied, "Find a scapegoat."
Ge Jun looked up, "You mean to say..."
"Let your assistant take the fall. Just say that Ruan Qi disrespected you on set, and he harbored resentment, hence plotted this whole scenario. The WeChat and Weibo posts were also his doing."
Meanwhile, on set.
"Ge Jun's manager will definitely make his assistant take the fall," Shen Wenqian said. "An assistant has free reign over an artist's Weibo, so by pushing the whole affair onto the assistant, Ge Jun can get out of this unscathed."
Mo Lan frowned, "Would people believe it?"