Jiang Chaoyuan's ears turned red unconsciously; he had compensated for the breach of contract fee, but he had never apologized to anyone.
But with his boss staring at him like that, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, in a voice even quieter than a mosquito's, "I'm sorry."
"You're getting shy now? Look at yourself; you have such good conditions. Why aren't you more ambitious?"
The spokesperson's manager sighed with a sense of disappointed hope, having initially chosen him for his sunny and vibrant spirit.
When they signed the contract, Jiang Chaoyuan had responded positively, but unexpectedly, he breached the contract on the day of the shoot, which was such a letdown!
If it had been an emergency, they could have discussed and possibly delayed the shooting, but Jiang Chaoyuan just dropped a line, "I don't want to shoot."
