Qin Yuhuan seemed to be relieved.
"Go to bed early. Don't you have to work tomorrow? I heard that your rental of the venue is about to expire. Director Fang is working overtime to catch up on the progress, and we need to move to another location later."
This is how filming is done. The scenes inside the palace can be shot in the film and television studio, but the scenes outdoors or outside the palace have to be shot in other places.
"Okay, you should go to bed early too, and don't work overtime too late."
Purple lightning flashed outside the window. The weather forecast said that tomorrow would be a thunderstorm. I wonder if Fang Zhiying's rehearsed play would be changed at the last minute.
Qin Yuhuan held the ugly-cute puppy in her arms, and she thought, she could take another step forward.
On the other side, Ziyi hung up the phone and drove into the night.
When Zhao Fengzhuo woke up the next day and checked his phone, what caught his eye was the message that his daughter had skipped work and asked to punch in.
The father was so angry that he threw his phone and complained to his wife: "At my age, I don't even have more than a month of vacation like her."
"What vacation do you, an old man who's already single, need? I'm not taking any vacation, so who are you going to spend your vacation with?" Ziyu was half asleep when she heard her husband muttering. She turned over silently and said, "If you find a new love, remember to bring her over to see me. If she's not pretty, I'll be angry. If she is, I'll take a vacation too. Let's compete fairly."
Zhao Fengzhuo: ???
"Should I find it for myself or for you?" No, he's jealous.
Zi Yu was annoyed by her fragile husband's nagging and couldn't help but kick Zhao Fengzhuo. "Why are you so chatty? Are you going to sleep or not? If not, go and check in for your daughter. Other people's daughters are still eating, drinking and playing at their age, but you, you keep urging others to take over your business. My daughter is still a child. What's wrong with her finding a partner during her beautiful childhood? As a father, can't you support her? Are you useful? If not, just tell me, and I'll quickly replace it with some thoughtful flowers."
Zhao Fengzhuo: ...
"I have it, I have it. I'll go check in for Yiyi right away."
Ziyi had no idea that her parents had been arguing with each other again, nor did she know that, for Ms. Ziyu, the definition of her childhood had been extended from 0-18 years old to 0-∞. She drove all night and arrived at the crew at nine o'clock.
I didn’t dare turn on the air conditioning in the car too high, for fear that the osmanthus cake would not taste good if it got cold.
Fang Zhiying received a call from the investor's mother and was granted half an hour's break.
Qin Yuhuan returned to the rest room in a daze. Just as he sat down, someone whispered behind him, "Puppy, do you want some osmanthus cake?"
The man seemed to have been soaking in osmanthus flowers all night, and even his words were faintly scented with osmanthus.
Qin Yuhuan turned around in disbelief, stood up straight, dragging an insulated box in his hand, and smiled at her charmingly: "Ms. Qin Yuhuan, an extremely beautiful young lady asked me to bring you osmanthus cake. Would you like to do me the honor?"
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