Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan thought for a while, and decided to talk to Jun Mei in the evening. In order to start filming more conveniently, she won't be on the crew from tomorrow.

In the afternoon, Song Qinghuan stopped playing games, and sat quietly aside, not wanting Mei Jun to see her wounds and cause a lot of things.

She went to the bathroom and came out, and saw the director, producer, male lead, female lead, etc., all rushing towards the door.

I vaguely heard what someone said, the investors of this drama have come.

Song Qinghuan heard the words and thought everyone was talking about Li Qianze, thinking that this stinky little girl had been missing for so many days, and he was finally willing to show up.

She also walked over, stood beside Mei Jun, and asked, "Did Qianze come here?"

As soon as the voice fell, Mei Jun hadn't answered yet. The original noisy crowd became quiet in an instant, and it split into two automatically and spread out to the side.

Seeing the man walking in the forefront with a grim complexion of striding meteors, shining brighter than the superstar, the air-conditioning voices came and went one after another.

A man carefully carved by God, with impeccable beauty and power to cover the sky with one hand, is equivalent to a myth.

They were surprised that the boss behind the show was actually the Big Boss of Times Group. This was the first time everyone knew about it. No one thought that Big Boss would be the man of the A City.

In the past, I always thought it was just a small production, just like a general romance drama.

Looking at Shi Yuhan in a properly tailored black suit, under the enthusiastic eyes of everyone, Song Qinghuan walked in gracefully, Song Qinghuan stiffened slightly, her hands tightly clenched her palms, and then turned around, her thoughts complicated.

"Shi Zong!!" The director and producer's Wannian stinky face raised a smile, flattering and doglegged.

They stepped forward, trying to shake hands with Shi Yuhan, "I didn't expect you to come in person, come here, please, sit down and sit down for a moment. How about the environment of the crew..."

Shi Yuhan did not answer, and Chen Tian, ​​who was next to him, smiled politely and interrupted them with a gesture: "Just passing by, you continue to shoot."

The producer was slightly embarrassed, but quickly regained his smile: "Okay, director, hurry up, let Shi always take a look at the shooting."

The director nodded, evacuated the crowd, and continued filming.

Standing in the corner, Song Qinghuan heard the little girl from the crew discussing Guan Shi Yuhan in a low voice, YY: "God, Shi always looks so handsome."

"A real domineering president."

"If only let him act."

"Stupid, people are so rich, how could they be acting? You can really think about it."

"But it's so seductive, I really want to see him every day."

Song Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth, especially speechless.

Here she didn't want to stay for a second. She wanted to tell Mei Jun that she had something to do and wanted to leave first, but Mei Jun was with the producer and director at the moment, watching the filming with Shi Yuhan.

Shi Yuhan was sitting on the main seat, his whole body exuding a strong aura and pressure, and he used a low air pressure to completely envelope the whole body.

After learning about Song Qinghuan and Shi Yuhan, before Mei Jun didn't see Shi Yuhan, he thought that when he saw Shi Yuhan in the future, he must question him severely why he treated Qinghuan like this.

However, after seeing Shi's protection from the cold, the man's strong aura and perseverance made her unable to speak a word.