His roar shocked Jin Ting. She thought that she had caused trouble again and quickly hid behind Wen Nian.
Director Sun usually had a good temper, but Jin Ting had seen the video of him scolding Pan Jia. At that time, she felt quite relieved. Now, Director Sun was too scary. He was even scarier than that pig head just now.
The assistant director hurriedly ran over. But where was the pig head on the table?
He hurriedly shouted, "Pig head? Where did the pig head go?"
At this moment, Sun Zhi had already raised the pig's head. "This pig died with grievances. Its expression is so ugly. Who bought it? This is too inauspicious!"
The crowd was completely speechless. What kind of bad omen was this? How could a pig die peacefully?
"Director, all pig's heads look like this. It's too late to buy another one now!" The assistant glanced at his watch. "The auspicious time is in ten minutes. It won't be good if we miss the auspicious time."
