Liu Jingye's face turned pale with this remark.

Although Liu Jingye is indeed a junior, who would say here? Who dares to say?

But now he Qizhao doesn't hesitate to hit his face and say it. Liu Jingye knows that he is angry.

"Qizhao, Qizhao, don't be angry." Liu Jingye patted he Qizhao's back to appease him, and then said good words, "Yao Yao is just like that. You don't know, Yao Yao suffered a lot in their production group. It must be hard for her to see such news today. This headline is not only aimed at Yao Yao, but also smears our face. "

He Qizhao went smoothly. After all, he Luyao, who was choking and sobbing, was his own daughter. He waved impatiently, "OK, don't cry. I'll invest in your crew in two days."

He Luyao's life will be much better if she brings her capital into the group. Even if those people mocked her, so what, even the director did not dare to say anything to her.

"Thank you, Dad."

"You have to be a sister too. Don't push everything on your brother."

Although he Luyao was unconvinced, she bit her teeth and said, "I know dad."

Ji Rao lowered her eyes.

It's cheaper than he Luyao.

It's just that she's really going after the end of the day. After she finished shooting this TV play, I'm afraid that the directors of conscience plays will not cooperate with her any more. Money is part of it, but reputation matters. Their word-of-mouth is directly related to their works.

If you have to lower your requirements for actors because they bring money into the group, the acting skills of the actors will not be improved, and the work you shoot will be a failure.

If he Luyao is still so arrogant and doesn't reflect on her problems, she will be abandoned without Wu Zhaoyun.

After dinner, Ji Rao's mobile phone rang. He picked it up and saw three words on it, Tao Mingshuo.

Ji Rao's secret love object is also the object he mistook Wu Zhaoyun for when he was doing it.

Ji Rao adjusted the next mood, then up, "Mingshuo."

"Ji Rao." The bright and enthusiastic voice rang, "how are you doing back home?"

"Well, what about you?"

"Of course, I'm good at everything here, but you'll get rid of it as soon as you come back? I didn't even call. "

Ji Rao really forgot his fault and laughed.

"I'm calling to tell you good news."

"What?"

"I'm going home in a month."

Ji Rao pretended to be very excited, "really?"

"Of course, the Chinese Federation of literary and art circles, the Chinese Film Association and the Chinese Film Association invited me to play at the Golden Rooster Baihua Film Festival, so I'm going back to China at the end of the year. My parents miss me very much, and you've already gone back. I can't help thinking about home when I'm abroad, so I decided to go back to China. I'll take care of the business here, and then I'll go back. You'll come to pick me up then. "

"Don't worry, I will."

This month, Ji Rao played the piano at home and usually paid attention to the entertainment industry. He Luyao bought the water army and put down the previous headlines.

Moreover, the entertainment industry is clean these days. The scandal between Wu Zhaoyun and he Luyao has never been reported. Wu Zhaoyun's backstage is not easy to be provoked. He doesn't want to spread the scandal. There is no newspaper that doesn't want to do the topic.