Shen Yi was sitting on the sofa, flipping through the breach of contract notice. Upon hearing the words, he lifted his gaze indifferently and asked lightly, "What loose ends? I thought my feud with Qingyue was already common knowledge."
The manager rubbed his forehead in frustration. "Precisely because of that, you need to take this opportunity to make peace with Qingyue. This is also a way to generate buzz. The topic name could be #CenturyReconciliation#. It's a win-win for both you and Qingyue."
Shen Yi closed the breach of contract notice, stood up, and met the manager's gaze squarely without arrogance or submission. "I don't need this kind of topic hype. What is, is what is."
The manager continued trying to persuade him. "Why not reconsider—"
"No reconsideration necessary," Shen Yi cut him off coldly. "Since I'm the one initiating the breach due to personal reasons, I'll pay the penalty myself. No need for the company to intervene."
