If this little ancestor saw it, it would be over. This limited edition treasure would definitely be gone, and his ratings would drop significantly.
So Director Wang continuously prayed in his heart, didn't see it, didn't see anything.
Thinking she would hear some hot, fresh gossip, Tong Yan looked as if she'd been doused with a bucket of cold water, really chilled to the bone, her heart soaring.
She wanted to refute, but Director Wang was so right, she couldn't argue back at all.
If it's gossip within the production team, she can't really inquire about it either.
Tong Yan sighed in disappointment and left sadly.
Director Wang let out a sigh of relief, it seemed fine now.
To prevent Tong Yan from occasionally remembering this matter, Director Wang, feeling guilty—uh no, unusually hardworking, shouted into the megaphone, "Lighting crew ready? Cameramen got the cameras set up? What about sound mixing? Are the artists all ready?"
