Hongzi tactfully left.
In the passageway, only Zhang Lingchuan and Song Wanqing remained.
"This Hongzi... gotta say, they've got a knack for veiled insults."
Song Wanqing adjusted her glasses.
As the other party passed by, they dropped a line, suggesting she might be sick...
It was immensely satisfying to curse her out.
After all, acting like an innocent flower on stage—does she really think no one can see through it?
She probably doesn't know she's been cursed out a lot online already; oh, but her assistant will definitely tell her since they care so much about data.
Indeed.
On the other side.
Liao Xiaoxiang, Xiang Xiaobai's assistant, had already informed Xiaobai about some of the public opinion trends in the live broadcast room during her appearance on stage.
"That damn Zhang Lingchuan!"
Letting it go was out of the question.
