Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Fang Mo’er slowly walked out of the dressing room.
Just as she passed by the rehearsal room, the vocal coach had just come out to look for Fang Mo’er because the two singers had not come to rehearse.
Spotting Fang Mo’er in the corridor, the vocal coach quickly asked, “Teacher Fang, the two singers didn’t come today. Look, the time is almost up. How can they be so relaxed at a time like this? How do you think we should handle this situation?”
The vocal coach was at her wit’s end. She had called a few times but the two singers had not picked up.
She could only look for Fang Mo’er to think of a way. She was worried that if anything happened, she would have to bear the responsibility.
Thus, she immediately reported it to Fang Mo’er.
When Fang Mo’er saw the vocal coach’s helpless expression, she immediately comforted her, “In the future, there will be changes to the performance of this song. Just wait for the notification.”
The vocal coach was stunned and obeyed, “Alright, I’ll wait for the arrangements to be made.”
Upon finding out that Fang Mo’er could decide on the fate of this song with a single sentence, the vocal coach did not dare to underestimate Fang Mo’er’s authority.
After saying that, Fang Mo’er turned around and left.
She still felt that it was a pity that she could only give Bai Rong such a small punishment for what she had done.
If it had not been for the fact that she did not want to affect the Spring Festival Gala, Fang Mo’er would have already arrested Bai Rong and sent her to be reformed.
But now, she could only let her suffer the consequences of her actions.
When she reached the executive director’s office, Fang Mo’er knocked on the door and walked in.
The executive director immediately asked, “What’s the situation like now?”
Even the executive director had lowered his voice and spoke in a very cautious tone.
Fang Mo’er burst into laughter as if they were the real thieves.
The executive director coughed awkwardly. Fang Mo’er took her phone out of her pocket and handed it over.
“What is this?” The executive director immediately took it.
After taking a look, his face darkened. He had never expected that someone would dare to do such a thing in this building. Moreover, it had been done twice.
The director watched the entire scene of Bai Rong snatching the phone and being kicked down by Fang Mo’er. Finally, he stopped at the scene of Bai Rong applying the poisonous makeup on herself.
The director clenched his fists tightly. He looked up and nodded at Fang Mo’er. “Well done.”
Fang Mo’er took the phone back and looked at the director. “I will be kicking both singers out of this song…”
Just as Fang Mo’er was halfway through her sentence, the executive director said, “Do as you wish. I give you full authority. I believe you can handle it.”
Fang Mo’er paused for a moment. She had not expected him to give up so much authority. Her lips curled into a smile.
When Fang Mo’er opened the door and walked out, she saw the female singer from Zhanpeng Entertainment standing outside in the corridor with red eyes. She was at a loss.
The female singer had seen Fang Mo’er earlier and wanted to say something to her. However, when she saw Fang Mo’er enter the executive director’s office, she did not dare to follow her and could only wait outside.
She knew that Fang Mo’er had gone to report this matter to the executive director, so the female singer anxiously waited outside.
Fang Mo’er raised her eyebrows in surprise. The female singer grabbed the hem of her clothes and whispered, “Teacher Fang…”
At that moment, the executive director’s deep voice came from the room, “Everything will be left to Miss Fang to handle.”
When the executive director spotted the female singer, he had purposely said this to let the female singer know where the power of life and death lay, so that she would completely give up.
Fang Mo’er nodded and closed the door.
She did not even look at the female singer and walked straight to her office.
The female singer quickly followed her, guilty heart as weak as a quail, waiting for Fang Mo’er’s final verdict.
