They hadn't walked more than a few dozen meters.
They arrived at the dressing room.
A private one.
This was considered an important "standard" in the industry. Comet Group treated all of its artists equally. Generally, when they accepted commercial performances outside, they required organizers to provide this, regardless of the artist's fame.
At the door.
Hu Li's agent, Zhen Min, was talking on the phone.
"Alright, no problem. She'll be back on the film set tomorrow afternoon."
Hu Li wasn't a professional singer.
She just found time to come out for this.
"Sister Zhen," Hu Li called out.
Zhen Min responded with a few "mm-hmm"s, hung up the phone, and smiled as she asked, "Have you sorted things out with Uranus Liu?"
"Yes, I even saw the Chairman just now," Hu Li mentioned in passing.
What?
Zhen Min froze for a moment.
To call someone "Chairman."
