President, I have

Chapter 1811

The director was stunned. He didn't expect Zhou Ping to charge money. For people who lost their income, [-] yuan is not a lot, but it is not a lot.

But Zhou Ping said so decisively that if she thinks it doesn't work, she doesn't need to pay her, which made the director believe in Zhou Ping even more.

People in their entertainment industry are actually more superstitious than ordinary people.

The director asked Zhou Ping: "This... this... madam, you are not afraid that I will lie to you..."

Zhou Ping shook her head: "I believe you won't."

This is a well-known, one of the top directors in the country, and he does not lack that kind of money. Moreover, if he had no credit, he would not have reached the position he is today.

After using this little kit tonight, he realized how miraculous the effect is. Early tomorrow morning, Zhou Ping promised that he would rush to send money to her.

The director looked at the little kit in his hand, half-believing in his heart, is it really useful?
But thinking that he has not had a good rest day and night, every morning after waking up, he feels unbearable headaches for a long time, and sometimes he has to take painkillers.

He thought about it, go back at night, let's use it first.

The director put the little kit into his pocket.

After that, Zhou Ping didn't say anything more, watching the screen from the machine, watching Qin Zheng and Xu Mu filming.

Before I knew it, several hours had passed.

Fortunately, both of them lined up very quickly. Basically, they all passed one, and none of them passed. The reason is not theirs, but the problem of the opposite actors.

At 6:50 p.m., the two finished filming the last scene, and it was time to call it a day.

Qin Zheng and Xu Mu ran over immediately.

"Mom, Mom, did you see, how did I take the picture, okay?"

Seeing Qin Zheng's scratched face, Zhou Ping was very distressed: "Well... very good... Does your face hurt?"

Qin Zheng was used to it for a long time. In fact, he didn't care about this small scratch on his face.

However, when Zhou Ping asked this question, he quickly showed a painful expression: "Well, it hurts... my leg hurts too, my leg hurts badly..."

Xu Mu quickly rolled up his sleeves and squeezed over: "I was injured too."

There was a scratch on his arm, which was scratched by the exposed end of the wire. It was four or five centimeters long, not too deep, but it was already bleeding.

Zhou Ping hurriedly said: "Hurry up and bandage it, the assistant, bring the medicine box over here."

As a result, when the assistant came, neither of them asked the assistant to treat the wounds, and they all let Zhou Ping come.

It made the scene so embarrassing, everyone was looking at them.

Zhou Ping gritted her teeth, "If you like it, you won't die anyway."

Qin Zheng acted like a baby: "Mom... it hurts."

Zhou Ping: "It deserves it."

Xu Mu was more honest this time. After all, he was an older person. He winked more than Qin Zheng and said, "Let's go to the dressing room first and change our clothes. It's already 7 o'clock. Your mother has been tired all day. We have to Hurry back to the hotel."

Qin Zheng followed Xu Mu and took Zhou Ping to the dressing room.

As soon as they left, the crew began to gossip wildly.

"I really didn't expect that Mr. Xu would act like a child in front of his wife, and even fight for favor with Qin Zheng. I really opened my eyes today..."

"I'm really curious, what kind of magical power does Teacher Xu's wife have, that she can subdue old Xu Shun, and Qin Zheng, such an arrogant kid, in front of his mother, look at being coquettish and shameless, Be good..."

(End of this chapter)