Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Zhang Yuming, who was squatting on the ground, appeared at the door with his eyes wide open. He handed the matter at hand to the assistant director and walked over quickly. He had just fired the producer named Bai during the day, and it was not known who he was going to target. It might be that the person had bad intentions.

If he wasn't considered an old man of Yuehuang, he probably wouldn't have realized that this beautiful woman with delicate features and charming looks was the boss. He might even have thought she was the leading actress of the next crew.

She was wearing an ivory-white double-breasted shirt, a mint green horse-faced skirt with gold lotus pattern, a pearl necklace around her neck and a white velvet windbreaker on her arm. She walked slowly and gracefully, but it was a pity that she was unwilling to act in a TV series. What a loss!

"Boss, I haven't touched the green tea I just bought." He pushed Yan Yan aside and smiled, unlike his usual serious demeanor on the crew.

"Well, who else can do it besides the one with the surname Bai?" He took the green tea and said, "I have already talked to Mr. Xing about Xingchen Entertainment. There will be no problem with the next producer."

Walk along the marble road where horses can run, sit down under the shade of the trees, and ensure you are in the best position to see the filming start.

"Boss, everything is OK. I can still handle it." They are all well-behaved. As for the troublemakers? He can handle them!

"Vice President Shangguan will be away on business for half a month. If there is anything, notify the assistant. If you can't solve it, report it. If you are just filling in the gap, you can go and shoot a web drama." She is a qualified businessman, so profit is naturally her priority.

"The screenwriter, the author and I have been watching the entire process, striving to achieve 100% restoration. The costumes and props are all top-notch. If it still can't be filmed well, I'll do it without your boss's warning." Confident.

Open the aluminum lid and drink the porridge, casual yet elegant.

"Let him come to me if he has any opinions on the budget that should be spent. You are very capable and can handle other issues."

"Some minor conflicts are not a problem," and he stayed with her throughout the whole process.

The fighting scenes are so exciting and every punch hits the flesh that the camera had to run to keep up. The assassin was taken to jail, the prince's eyebrows turned cold, Wenrun became crazy and full of violence, and was finally wrapped in a shell.

When he heard the word "ka", he turned around to avoid the dirty hands that were extended to him by the person next to him. He didn't want to create any scandal by creating a couple relationship with others.

The assistant director directed the actors to go eat, and then he took a few lunch boxes and walked under the shade of the trees. He said it would be a real sin that he didn't notice such a good opportunity.

I jogged over and saw Zhang Yuming slowing down his pace. I noticed the porridge in the aluminum box next to him and the lunch box on the side.

"Sister," she moved the stool next to her and sat in a standard posture.

"I brought you some food. Eat three meat dishes and two vegetable dishes here." They were in an aluminum insulated lunch box and were the same as the porridge she bought.

"Old Zhang, is this the producer?" he asked in a low voice. She is really good-looking, and even the leading actress seems a little dull next to her.

"Go do what you need to do. You can't afford to offend me." He grabbed two lunch boxes and added chicken legs, which was considered a good thing for him.

"Boss, this meal will take more than an hour. Would you like to try it?" He handed over a top-notch box lunch with three meat dishes and two vegetable dishes.

His eyes moved down and he froze when he saw Qin Ningyan opening the lunch box. There were two large pieces of fried chicken, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, spicy fish fillet, three kinds of seafood, stir-fried broccoli, and the soup was all West Lake beef soup.

"The food is good," he took the lunch box and glanced at it.

Shredded pork with fish flavor, soy sauce chicken legs, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, spicy and sour cabbage, mapo tofu, and seaweed egg drop soup.

"We can't be careless about food, today is all about physical scenes," he dared to guarantee that the crew's meals were already quite good.

It’s not that the night fighting scenes are only in these few days, it was planned in advance. Several leading actors who got their lunch boxes also gathered around.

"Sister, I love the sauce-flavored chicken drumsticks. Let's exchange them." He picked up a piece of fried chicken and put it in the bowl. "It's crispy and delicious."

"The seaweed egg drop soup is delicious too. I'll give you some beef soup."

"Hmm?" He took it the next second with understanding.

"I put some chocolate cookies in the car. Yan Yan, take two people and take them down to share some." He said after the meal.

Yan Yan finished his lunch without saying a word and still had another box in his hand. He went to find two familiar field staff to get some chocolate.

People were squatting in groups of three or four at the door, eating boxed lunches and discussing the low-key but quite expensive car.

"We have one too?" She looked at the small cake handed to her with a look of surprise. The packaging was exquisite and it looked delicious.

"Each person can choose one of the four options." Distributed from outside to inside.

"I heard that the big boss is here to inspect the progress," said the head of the extras, tearing open the package and stuffing it into his mouth, squinting his eyes.

"Is it the one that Zhang PD accompanied throughout the whole process?" The big boss? Investors are untouchable to them.

"It should be. Didn't you see how happy she was?" Just like a flower.

"There are two more shows in the second half of the night," they said after dinner.

"Well," he ate the fruit slowly, with a plate of pastries beside him, "go and do your work, don't bother with me."

As he took the revised script, the screenwriter became nervous. He only changed the inappropriate dialogues. Would it be a disaster?

"What are you so nervous about?" She laughed out loud with a bit of charm.

"I'm not nervous," she said, but she was nervous. How could she not be nervous after Producer Bai was sent back? That was impossible!

"Hmm? You're not nervous. Sit down," he said, taking a sip of green tea.

No, if it were someone else, you would see she would be panicking. Poor her, she has never even met the top management of Yuehuang and faced the pressure of the big boss directly. She still felt it was dangerous even if she suppressed all her aura.

"Boss, aren't you cold?" An idea suddenly occurred to me: my shirt is so thin.

"Is it cold?" he asked. "Of course it's not cold."

She was wearing a down jacket, so she wasn't cold at all.

We chatted casually, in a very harmonious manner. We left the crew at seven in the morning and had breakfast.

"Qingqing, it's still cold, you don't have to come to see me." He rubbed his cold hands, his eyes full of heartache.

"Just come over these two days. When I return to Taipei, I won't be able to come over even if you want me to visit you." He has to keep an eye on everything.

"When will you come back? I'll take you to the airport when I have time?" Would it be better for him to join Qin's? Could they be together forever?

"No need to send me off. I did a great job last night." He said with a hint of meaning.

"I have a family, how can I let anyone dig into my house? But that girl is not very impressive, so she wants to get ahead." Isn't it because of his high traffic? She wants to take advantage of his popularity?

"There are many such things in the circle. They are all just for show. Basically no one will care if it does not affect the overall situation." Zhang Yuming knows his limits. If it is really inappropriate, he would have scolded him away long ago.

"You'll know after hitting the wall twice," and as for the two-hour visit from the crew, he felt it was nothing.

"Well, go to bed after your scenes tonight." He drew the curtains and the bedroom instantly became dark.

"Okay, wait until I fall asleep before leaving." He pulled his sleeves and closed his eyes.

Listening to his breathing becoming steady and peaceful, he pulled the quilt higher, got up and went to the study for a meeting. It was impossible for him to be idle. He couldn't let Lan Xi handle everything. What would happen if the owner changed?

When the footsteps stopped, Qin Ningyan opened his eyes, set the alarm clock and went to sleep. During this time, Jiuli came in three times but he didn't wake up.

It was already ten o'clock when I woke up. I could see a light through the gap in the study and heard the conversation stop the next second.

"Shall I take you there?" He shook the coffee in his hand.

"Qingqing, you're not driving while tired, are you?" He looked sleepy.

"You can't take a taxi here in Shuize Mulan. It'll only take a few minutes."

"Send me there and go to bed early."

"Well, butler, get in the car." With a smile.