Chapter: 1949
"I can't watch you being bullied."
Mingzhu's eyes fell on Apple, and her voice became softer: "Who else can bully me more than you? Really... acting is just a hobby, it's not that important to me."
Lu Qian knew she was lying.
If she doesn't like it, she can stop filming and spend time with her two children.
She persisted for all these years, and she liked it more or less.
Lu Qian didn't talk about this matter again.
Mingzhu couldn't tell him anymore, otherwise it would seem like she was putting pressure on him, so none of them mentioned it again in the next day or two. Director Wang called again, but Mingzhu didn't answer the call.
Two days passed.
The doctor came to check the ward and when he left, someone was punched at the door.
Unshaven.
It was Director Wang. He came from W City and was extremely anxious.
Now, not only has the studio in W City been taken back and not given to him, but even the advertisers for his next film have left the show early without any explanation, other than that he was unreliable and offended people.
After much deliberation, Director Wang found that only Lu Qian was the one.
He rushed to city b immediately.
When I saw Mingzhu again, the atmosphere was a little subtle. Mingzhu was not the type to enmity with others.
She smiled lightly and asked, "Come here to see Mr. Lu, or are you here to talk to me?"
Director Wang wanted to plead for mercy.
Lu Qianren was taking a diaphragm injection and reading the news on his mobile phone in one hand.
Without raising his eyes, he said lightly: "My hair is not washed, my shoes are still stained with mud, and my face is covered with oil... Director Wang, I have pneumonia. Are you here to see me or to harm me?"
Director Wang could not step down.
In the past, Lu Qian treated Huo Mingzhu politely.
He felt that this Mr. Lu had no airs and was a kind person who was willing to do alms, but now it was clear that his simple words were full of oppression.
He couldn't help but shudder.
Lu Qian's voice fell in vain: "Director Wang! Mingzhu is easy to talk to, but I, Lu Qian, am not easy to get along with. If you don't believe it, you can go and ask outside. Who would be so happy if I gave 80 million?"
Director Wang's forehead was covered in cold sweat. JrNovels.com
Mingzhu's eyes fell on Apple, and her voice became softer: "Who else can bully me more than you? Really... acting is just a hobby, it's not that important to me."
Lu Qian knew she was lying.
If she doesn't like it, she can stop filming and spend time with her two children.
She persisted for all these years, and she liked it more or less.
Lu Qian didn't talk about this matter again.
Mingzhu couldn't tell him anymore, otherwise it would seem like she was putting pressure on him, so none of them mentioned it again in the next day or two. Director Wang called again, but Mingzhu didn't answer the call.
Two days passed.
The doctor came to check the ward and when he left, someone was punched at the door.
Unshaven.
It was Director Wang. He came from W City and was extremely anxious.
Now, not only has the studio in W City been taken back and not given to him, but even the advertisers for his next film have left the show early without any explanation, other than that he was unreliable and offended people.
After much deliberation, Director Wang found that only Lu Qian was the one.
He rushed to city b immediately.
When I saw Mingzhu again, the atmosphere was a little subtle. Mingzhu was not the type to enmity with others.
She smiled lightly and asked, "Come here to see Mr. Lu, or are you here to talk to me?"
Director Wang wanted to plead for mercy.
Lu Qianren was taking a diaphragm injection and reading the news on his mobile phone in one hand.
Without raising his eyes, he said lightly: "My hair is not washed, my shoes are still stained with mud, and my face is covered with oil... Director Wang, I have pneumonia. Are you here to see me or to harm me?"
Director Wang could not step down.
In the past, Lu Qian treated Huo Mingzhu politely.
He felt that this Mr. Lu had no airs and was a kind person who was willing to do alms, but now it was clear that his simple words were full of oppression.
He couldn't help but shudder.
Lu Qian's voice fell in vain: "Director Wang! Mingzhu is easy to talk to, but I, Lu Qian, am not easy to get along with. If you don't believe it, you can go and ask outside. Who would be so happy if I gave 80 million?"
Director Wang's forehead was covered in cold sweat. JrNovels.com
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