Pei Yu couldn't even eat in peace, constantly answering phone calls.
"Brother, it's not that I'm refusing you, it's just that my schedule is packed to the brim. I'm almost dead tired here. Just take pity on your little sister, alright? I'll rush over as soon as I have a chance, don't worry. Your issues are my issues. How could I forget about you?"
"President Wu, this is Pei Yu. You're talking about the endorsement thing, right? I'm aware, but we need to discuss the price a bit more..."
"Aunt Fang, performing gigs? It's too rushed right now. It will have to wait till next month. I'm practically split into eight pieces trying to get everything done."
Finally done with the calls, Pei Yu tossed the phone onto the table and let out a long sigh: "I'm really about to collapse."
Anning smiled and said, "If you're feeling exhausted, you can turn down some work. Besides, it's not wise for you to handle everything alone. You should find a manager or an assistant to help you."
