The roar of Xie Fu Yao's manager echoed from the phone, so loud that even without speakerphone, everyone around heard it crystal clear.
Xie Fu Yao stood frozen, unsure if what he felt was anger, sorrow, or dread.
"Xie Fu Yao, you're done with this show. Pack your things and come back."
Hearing those words, Xie Fu Yao was utterly terrified!
'What had I been working so hard for all these years?'
'I don't want it to end like this.'
The line went dead with a BEEP BEEP BEEP. Xie Fu Yao looked around and saw that everyone was looking at him with what seemed to be pity.
Xie Fu Yao lowered his head, took a deep breath, then looked up. "Director, my company has made other arrangements for me. I have to leave today. I'm truly sorry, Director."
Director Wen knew exactly what was going on, of course.
After Xie Fu Yao left, the crew started buzzing with discussion.
