Murong Qiao had never thought that there would be resources that came knocking on her door.
She had heard a little about the magazine Song Simo had mentioned. It was a high-end magazine and usually had very high standards. Murong Qiao didn't expect them to take the initiative to look for her.
"Our magazine's filming time is quite flexible. If you're interested in working together, we can discuss it." Song Simo was clearly the easy-going type.
Or rather, in front of Murong Qiao, her attitude was especially soft.
It seemed to be a little different from the high standards that everyone in the industry said. Murong Qiao's heart changed a little. She felt that the situation in front of her seemed to be up to her.
"How about this—" Murong Qiao drawled.
She pretended to be deep in thought and calculated the time and requests in her heart.
