The third floor of the old commercial district served as the office area. While not as high-end as a proper CBD, it still maintained a certain professional air.
The clamor raised by Dou Ding and his team naturally drew several people out to peer at them. Ji Feng was caught off guard at first; was this what Dou Ding meant by his "arrangements"? He didn't refute or scold them, however. Instead, he stood to one side, a faint, intriguing smile tugging at his lips.
It was quite a spectacle. Dou Ding certainly knew how to stage things. The only slight imperfection was that the studio members were dressed too casually; if they had been in uniform black suits and sunglasses, it would have been truly imposing.
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