Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 167
"Qian Mengmeng, are you still in the room?" After pondering for a moment, the producer Huang Jing asked the director standing beside him, puffing.

The director nodded, "I haven't come out since yesterday afternoon."

Hearing this, Huang Jing's complexion became even worse, "Otherwise, let's take a look?"

The director's complexion was terrible, and there were dark circles under his eyes, and he knew that he hadn't closed his eyes all night.

"Okay, die early and be reborn early."

After he finished speaking, he put out the cigarette butt in his hand, turned around and greeted several crew members who participated in the filming together yesterday, with the same earthy faces, and drove with Huang Jing to the hotel rented by the crew.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was eerily quiet, and no one spoke a word.

A group of people took the elevator to the door of Room 2307 where Qian Mengmeng lived.

When knocking on the door, the producer hesitated for half a minute before turning around and beckoning the director behind him to step up and act as cannon fodder.

The director, who was treated as a leader, felt guilty, but he still bite the bullet and knocked on the door.

Wait, only a short 30 seconds.

But in the hearts of this group of people, it seems that half a century has passed.

The door of room 2307 was opened, and a tall, well-made professional beauty appeared in front of them.

After her sharp eyes wandered over everyone's faces, they finally fell on Huang Jing's face.

"Producer Huang, right? I'm Linda, Senior Secretary of the President's Office of SF Group." While speaking, Linda stretched out her hand towards him.

SF Group, Linda!

Hearing these two nouns, if the group of people outside the door didn't know who the person standing behind Qian Mengmeng was, they would be idiots!

Huang Jing's legs gave way, and he staggered two steps, almost failing to sit on the ground.

As for the rest of the crew behind him, their scalps were about to explode, and their hearts froze in an instant.

The director's lips trembled, and he subconsciously reached out to take out a cigarette, but after a long while with trembling fingers, he didn't take out anything.

Linda raised her eyebrows, retracted her hands, and crossed her chest, "Since that's the case, I won't talk nonsense. The only suggestion is to change the male lead."

Change the leading actor? !Huang was stunned.

Although when he came here, he had made many assumptions about what the other party would say, but he never expected that this was what Linda said the first time.

You know, how important the leading actor is to a TV series.At that time, Huang Jing paid more than half of the production cost to sign the contract with Qi Yongze because he considered that Qi Yongze's popularity would boost the ratings of the show.

Now that it's so cold, how much will they pay for unilaterally terminating the contract with Qi Yongze? !
As if she had expected him to react like this, Linda lowered her eyes and smiled, "Producer Huang, don't you think that Qi Yongze can still stand up?"

After she said this, let alone Huang Jing, even the others trembled in their hearts.

"It's painful for a strong man to cut his wrist, but he won't have to worry about firewood if he keeps the green hill." Every word Linda said seemed to hit Huang Jing's vital point. Let’s talk, I think Producer Huang has already figured it out.”

Huang Jing's forehead was sweating, and he understood Linda's meaning in a flash.

Nodding his head, he changed the topic to the original purpose of coming here, "Qian Mengmeng, how is she doing now?"

Linda put her hands down, and lifted her long hair lazily, "It's okay, I'm talking on the phone with Mr. Song."

director:"!!!"

Huang Jing: "!!!"

other people:"!!!"

For a moment, they all smelled a strong smell of dying from their bodies.

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