Chapter 4038： Scandal-ridden 3

"But her work is still there. It stands to reason that all of her works are off the shelves." Qin Mo said rationally and objectively, "unless all her shots are deleted now, but the problem is that it doesn't matter without Ai Mengmeng's shots, the whole film Many other important roles will be missing."

He looked at He Huan, resisting the urge to smoke, and said quietly: "I try to keep the schedule, and Ai Mengmeng's role is not only for the movie, but also for her personally."

In fact, he has withdrawn several hot searches today, but there will always be new ones coming up, all of which are "Twins" and negative news about Ai Mengmeng, obviously bought by someone.

After Qin Mo finished speaking, He Huan was taken aback for a while and then calmed down: "If the approval is rejected, what will the final result be? ’

"The release is delayed. But this has a great impact on the box office." Qin Mo's voice was a bit cruel: "The literary film was originally not a hit, and the consequences of this wave of influence can be imagined."

He Huan knows it herself, and she knows how cruel it is to Ai Mengmeng, which is equivalent to just buckling it. He Huan actually knows it. Ai Mengmeng can’t take the initiative to touch it unless it’s her. crazy.

She looked at Qin Mo, still hoping that he could help. After all, it was her hard work, and Ai Mengmeng and Rong Yue were married.

Qin Mo looked at her pitiful expression and smiled: "You rarely show Mrs. Qin who is pleading."

"I didn't beg." He Huan hummed, "I just think you can help."

Qin Mo took a cigarette with his finger and played it gently between his fingers. After a while, he whispered: "If this is easy to handle, I won't stay up late at night, He Huan, when will you see me? Have you ever done this?"

He Huan bit his lip and looked at him.

He smiled and reached out and touched her hair: "I will try my best. If it doesn't work well, then think of another way. By the way, your previous film is still there, I mean the original has not been cut?"

He Huan nodded: "Yes, I also participated in the cutting. I have one in my apartment."

Qin Mo got up: "Give me a set of your keys and I'll get it."

He Huan also stood up: "Qin Mo, it's already over one o'clock now."

Qin Mo smiled lightly: "Today is January 25th, and it's only 14 days before the release. How long do you think it will take to reschedule?"

He Huan was speechless for a while before saying, "Qin Mo, this is too hard."

He smiled, his voice slightly muffled: "It's nothing."

Although he was downplaying it, He Huan knew how laborious it was to cut a film. Besides, this film was not made by Qin Mo. Then she thought of a question and coughed slightly, "Qin Mo, will you? what?"

Qin Mo looked at her with a hint of amusement in his eyes: "You ask me if I can?"

He Huan felt that she was talking about cutting, but Qin Mo didn't mean it.

Her face was a little red, pretending not to hear it.

Qin Mo smiled, took her key and drove out. When he came back, He Huan was still leaning on the sofa in the study and fell asleep.

He put down the things in his hands, gently went over and picked her up carefully, and put them on the bed in the master bedroom.

He Huan woke up all at once, opened his eyes and asked him: "Are you back?"

He hummed, stretched out his hand and gently stroked her hair: "Let me see for a while, you go to bed first."

She remembered that she was pressed down by him and kissed her, with a particularly gentle voice: "Good night, sleep first."