"What's the matter? Why are there so many reporters here?" Song Wen asked Mi Lan with a puzzled face.
Generally speaking, suddenly there are so many reporters blocking the news, it should be some big news.
"Didn't you read today's headlines?" Qiao Zezhi's assistant reminded him in a low voice when Song Wenxin asked such a question.
"Headlines? What headlines?" Song Wenxin was confused. She came here directly after waking up. How could she be in the mood to read some headlines...
"It's just that I played a big role, and the movie was replaced." Mi Lan smiled. This news only broke out today, and it was only today that she knew that she was replaced by that big-budget movie.
"That director Zhu Yang did it?" Song Wenxin was surprised, then approached Mi Lan and asked in a low voice.
Mi Lan had already told her that Zhu Yang would take revenge on them!
But what makes Song Wenxin strange is that she herself has not received the notice or news that she was dismissed as a designer by the producer...
Maybe it's because Zhu Yang doesn't bother to spend time dealing with such an unremarkable little shrimp like her.
Mi Lan nodded slightly.
really…
Hearing such news, Song Wenxin felt even more shameless towards that director Zhu Yang in her heart!
Just because the unspoken rule actress failed, so this kind of news was made, and someone else's role was replaced...
This kind of person is really rubbish!
"I'm going out to deal with the reporters! Wen Xin, you will leave with them through the back door later, the front door should have been surrounded by reporters." Mi Lan sighed, and then said lightly.
After debuting for so long, she has offended many people, and she has long been used to this kind of non-existent news.
"Can you go out and deal with reporters?" Song Wenxin looked at her worriedly.
"Let's go, you can't help her here!" At this moment, Qiao Zezhi suddenly walked over, put his arms around Song Wenxin's shoulders, and led her away through the back door.
...
Not long after, Song Wenxin followed Qiao Zezhi out of the back door of the building.
Qiao Zezhi's driver had already parked at the back door.
Because Qiao Zezhi hadn't measured the size yet, Song Wenxin had no choice but to follow Qiao Zezhi and his assistant into the car and go back to the hotel where he was staying.
Qiao Zezhi lived in a five-star hotel in City A, and Song Wenxin followed them back to his presidential suite.
As soon as she entered the door, she took out a tape measure, ready to measure Qiao Ze's size.
"Now do you have time?"
Seeing her in such a hurry, Qiao Zezhi had no choice but to take off his coat, cooperate with her, and stand straight in front of her.
"Raise your hands!" Song Wenxin looked at him, and then said suddenly.
Qiao Zezhi nodded, and raised his hands cooperatively.
Song Wenxin bent down and began to carefully measure his waist, bust, leg length, arm length... and other measurements.
After each measurement, she would use a small notebook to record the data carefully.
Only in this way can a perfect work be designed.
By the time Song Wenxin finished her work, a long time had passed.
In the room, for some reason, only Song Wenxin and Qiao Zezhi were left.
His assistant has long since disappeared...
The two of them were alone in this environment, which made her feel a little embarrassed.
"It's almost time, so I'll go back first!" Song Wenxin put away his things, and said to Qiao Zezhi.
After speaking, she carried her bag on her back and was about to turn around and leave.