After a few days, Ji Zeqiu hadn't received a call from his agent and had seen no negative news about himself in the media.
He thought that the matter must have passed.
However, he looked at his account and the expected social expenses had not been deducted at all.
"Brother Zhao, did the company pay for this PR expense?" Ji Zeqiu asked.
"No, it was President Xie who settled it," the agent replied, apparently busy managing other artists, with sounds from the set audible through the phone.
"Xie Changyan?" Ji Zeqiu's voice carried a hint of surprise.
"Yes, President Xie had dinner with their boss. Just so happens their boss needed a favor from President Xie too, so each owed the other a favor, and thus the issue was overlooked."
"By the way, what exactly is your relationship with President Xie? He never used to interfere with artists' affairs, but this time he actually went and negotiated with their boss on your behalf." The agent's curiosity was burning brightly.