Every step of the studio is very important to every employee and contracted artist. With Mo Yan's sense of responsibility, she still can't let go of her work even if she is about to enter the delivery room.
What's more, this studio was originally established at her suggestion, so that if Lin Yao gets married and has children, and really becomes unpopular after retiring for a few years, she would at least still have her own career.
Now is the first battle for Aiyao Studio to enter the film and television industry, so Mo Yan naturally has to help with advice.
"No, Lin Yao was a little tired last night. I didn't want her to worry too much, so I didn't mention the movie promotion."
Fang Xiaole shook his head.
"Is it really a coincidence? This is too coincidental."
Fangfang said in surprise: "It seems that Sister Yao really has the face of a lucky charm for her husband!"
Mo Yan didn't say anything and fell into deep thought.
Hong Sanshi looked at Fang Xiaole mischievously: "Brother, stop pretending. You're just a greenhorn. How tired can it be for just a few minutes?"
Zhang Bo was also laughing beside him.
These two old perverts have absolutely no shame at all.
Fortunately, everyone present was not a newbie, and they all had a smile on their faces, expressing their understanding of Xiaole.
"A few minutes?" Fang Xiaole asked curiously, "That's not right? Shouldn't it be one or two hours?"
"One or two hours?!" Hong Sanshi and Zhang Bo looked at him in disbelief.
"Yeah, from 11pm to about 1am, a little over two hours. I thought you all did that."
Fang Xiaole said to the two of them.
Everyone: “…”
Zhang Bo and Hong Sanshi looked at each other and decided that they must not let their wives know about this, otherwise they would definitely be disliked by their wives.
Fang Shengnan turned her head and looked at Xiong Sangou, her eyes revealing her eagerness to try. Xiong Sangou smiled bitterly and didn't dare to look at her.
Fangfang picked up her phone in frustration, thinking that she must discipline her little puppy well when she gets home in the evening. He can't be much worse than others, right?
Fangfang casually clicked on Weibo, looked down, and suddenly an angry expression appeared on her face.
"Look, Zhang Xuyuan's fans are actually cursing Sister Yao!"
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