Song Lingshan is like a thorny hedgehog, always ready to prick people.
She originally wanted to get along well with Song Lingshan, after all, they were family, but this girl had never given her a kind look since she married into the family, and was always sarcastic and unpleasant, so she didn't need to tolerate it.
Moreover, Song Lingshan's words made it seem as if Song Ruhai was some kind of good husband.
"Why should I? Because I'm a member of the Song family. Since you've married into the Song family, you have to abide by the Song family's rules!"
"Let me tell you, don't think I don't know about the shady things you do outside. Nothing stays hidden forever."
The first thing Song Lingshan did upon returning to China was to hire a private investigator to secretly follow Ozawa Nami.
She actually went on a date with Zhang Ming from the company. If it weren't for the fact that her father was in poor health and had deep feelings for her, and that she was afraid that her father would be stimulated and his condition would worsen, she would have been in a different situation.
She had already given the evidence to her father, who then kicked the woman out of the house.
"Don't talk nonsense. Do you have any evidence?"
She and Zhang Ming did not have a relationship.
Song Ruhai was in poor health and had never touched her in all the years they had been married. He also had a terrible temper, so she had no one to confide in.
I just spent time with Zhang Ming, having meals and chatting to relieve some stress.
Song Lingshan stood up and gave her a cold look.
"I advise you to be more responsible and do your job properly, or don't blame me for being impolite!"
After saying that, he left the house without looking back.
Nami Ozawa stared at the closed door, took a deep breath, and rubbed her throbbing temples.
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Recently, some companies have started producing short dramas adapted from online novels, and the number of views is quite good.
Song Lingshan is optimistic about the future of short dramas. After all, people are under a lot of work pressure, their pace of life is fast, and they have little patience. Traditional film and television dramas can no longer meet the needs of the public.
The short drama is concise and to the point, with many highlights, making it very appealing to the general public.
Song Lingshan had people carefully analyze the short drama market and found that there were basically no big productions, and the actors were generally mediocre in both appearance and acting skills. They only attracted viewers because of good scripts.
So they immediately convened a meeting with the company's management team.
We plan to invest more money to produce high-quality short dramas and strive to become a leader in the short drama industry.
After the meeting ended.
Su Luo felt immense pressure. Previously, most of the company's artists were live streamers, so their photography department was relatively relaxed.
It's just shooting short videos of celebrities, about 30 seconds long, and the video quality requirements aren't high.
But now that we're about to film a short drama, the actors will definitely have to do retakes, so who knows how many times we'll have to film it again.
Moreover, Song Lingshan demanded high quality, and the post-production editing process was also extensive.
Song Lingshan was still not satisfied with the company's artists and said she wanted to recruit professional actors.
The current staff in the photography department is far from enough; we need to recruit more. We're really going to be busy from now on.
At noon, Su Luo brought her lunchbox to the top floor as usual.
They knocked on the door of the president's office.
Song Lingshan closed her laptop and stood up.
"Enter."
Su Luo placed the lunchbox on the coffee table. Today, he brought not only Song Lingshan's portion but also his own. Song Lingshan said that eating alone was boring and asked him to eat with her.
Song Lingshan sat down opposite Su Luo, but instead of eating right away, she took a deep breath, crossed her legs, and exuded an air of exhaustion.
I got back home from my father's place at 4 a.m. last night, and I couldn't fall asleep once I lay down. I was sleepless until dawn.
I got up early and came to the company, and I've been busy until now before I finally have a chance to rest.
Seeing this, Su Luo didn't urge Song Lingshan to eat. Instead, she handed her the orange juice and said gently.
"Have some orange juice."
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