Zhou Shuang alighted from the caravan carrying bags of varying sizes. The scent of the fresh field mustards engulfed them.
She subconsciously closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She then opened her eyes and took in the scenery before her, and she felt much more refreshed.
"Hurry up. Put the clothes in Ai Ruili's car. Work with her makeup artist and stylist."
Director Zhuang commanded before she could even properly admire the scenic views and fresh air.
Zhou Shuang hurriedly nodded. "Okay, got it."
She carried two large bags of clothes and accessories. They weighed a ton and both her shoulders were on the brink of collapsing.
Zhou Shuang walked over to the caravan opposite theirs. There was a rather small-built man in the car, but he looked rather intelligent. He was pointing around and assigning roles to a girl who looked around 20.
