Director Feng flipped out the script overnight, took his glasses, and looked through it for about five minutes. "There are still a lot of scenes for men and women to play next, about 70 or 80 times. Because the main line of the play is the woman, both of them play a heavy part. President Bo, do you want me to add more drama to Tang Qingge?"

Director Feng thought for a moment that he wanted to add drama to Tang Qingge.

After all, Dihua invested in the play, and Tang Qingge was also an artist of Dihua. Since the last meal, he found that the relationship between the two people was very delicate. Director Feng didn't say anything about it and wouldn't talk too much. However, he understood that in order to promote the popularity of Tang Qingge, it was not too much to ask for more plays.

Because all the other actors came to him and asked for it.

But he refused.

But if it was Mr. Bo's request, he would not refuse.

"That's not what I meant."

no

Director Feng is confused now.

"What do you mean..."

After a while, Bo Qichen said slowly, "I want to know if I want them not to be seen in a crew in the future."

"Then you need a double, but then the play will be beyond recognition."

"Then change the man."

Feng Dao, "..."

Did he hear it right?

Director Feng felt that he might not wake up. Now that he has changed the male owner, it would be equivalent to wasting all the previous filming? Moreover, he has signed a contract with Ji xiuye for any reason. Now he is in breach of contract, but he has to pay a certain amount of liquidated damages.

And now where can he find another man to film?

As if he knew what director Feng was thinking, Bo Qichen then said, "the liquidated damages will be paid by Dihua. Dihua will also be responsible for the selection of the actor. You will check the selection of the actor. In addition, as a compensation, Bo will invest an additional $200 million."

Feng Dao, "..."

That is equivalent to no room for turning around.

Director Feng is just curious.

"May I ask Mr. Bo, did Ji xiuye offend you?"

Bo Qichen glanced at Tang Qingge, who was sitting quietly. Now she doesn't drink alcohol, but only drinks milk. But because of Ji xiuye, he almost misunderstood her.

Bo Qichen's eyes darkened and his voice was frightful.

"He moved my things."

He almost misunderstood her.

So, he won't give him a chance to stay close to her.

Feng Dao, "..."

Then the problem is very serious!

"I know Mr. Bo, and I will give you a satisfactory answer tomorrow."

"Yes."

After hanging up, Bo Qichen looks at Tang Qingge, a wooden man.

"You..."

"Shh, don't talk to me. I'm a wooden man now."

“……”

She shushed her fingers at him nervously, and then after a while, she turned to look at him, blinked her eyes, approached him gently, and asked cautiously, "are you not angry?"

Seeing her look as if she knew she had done something wrong and was careful to please him, Bo Qichen's anger disappeared again.

Bo Qichen pursed his lips. "Since you know I will be angry, why do you want to go to the party?"

"I just want to see it!"

"See what?"

"Hey hey."

She giggled twice.

Bo Qichen looked at her and sighed at last.

She didn't say it. Bo Qichen also knew that she was a full face control. Ji xiuye must have taken out those pictures of fresh meat to attract her, but she was actually bold on the surface and timid inside.