Liang Shaoyuan couldn't help but sigh and cried, "It's all because of those damned Chi Lan and Qiu Yue!"

"Did I kill their mother in my past life? That's why they're doing this to me! We're just a small S-rank drama, is it really that serious?"

Wen Wan curled her lips and secretly complained, "A small... S-level drama? Did he misunderstand the word "small"?

The highest rating for a TV series is only S+. Why does S sound like it’s worthless in the mouths of these people?

Liang Shaoyuan kept complaining, "Our screenwriter job is so difficult. We changed the script a lot because of Chi Lan. I thought everything would be fine after that, but who knew Qiu Yue would also fail!"

"She's been revising the script so much that her hair is almost gone. Was I really that bad at judging people?"

A few people chuckled silently, but Wen Wan said seriously, "I suggest you take me with you when you choose actors next time. I can help you calculate their ancestors for eight generations!"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly felt that this idea was very good. "I will guarantee that the actors will not make any mistakes. I am such a clever little ghost. I am going to be rich!"

Zhou Ziheng smiled dotingly and flicked her head gently, "Are you obsessed with money?"

Wen Wan said disapprovingly, "Who would leave the money lying around?"

Tao Zhizhi and the others smiled slightly and began to eat in silence. The staff also began to set up the set and prepare for the afternoon shoot.

Wen Wan had already eaten, so she wasn't very hungry. She picked up her phone and started editing her Weibo post.