"That's true. Forget celebrities, even an ordinary person's casual remark gets dissected endlessly by marketing accounts."
"After every internet frenzy, there's always an unlucky soul who ends up feeling aggrieved."
"..."
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Compared to the interns present.
Chen Mu was indeed a bit older, with a bit more experience.
Just by seeing Su Bingbing's expression, he knew exactly what she was thinking about.
He stood up.
Gently patted the female reporter on the shoulder, "It's not a big deal. His injury really isn't much related to you."
"But..."
Chen Mu pointed at the interns, smiling, "Reporter Su, I'll send you the menu of the milk tea shop, and you can help tally up what each of them wants to drink. Then I'll have the milk tea shop at the cafeteria send it over."
Su Bingbing got even more nervous, "That's such a hassle! I should just go..."
