"Sorry to bother you," he said regretfully.
"It's fine. Let's trade contact details. If you have any other scripts, why don't you send them to me for a look?"
Lang Weimeng was delighted to hear Lin Gantang's words.
Just because Miss Lin did not like this script did not mean she wouldn't like any future ones he might draft. He quickly did as she suggested and exchanged contact information.
Lin Gantang grew bored as she waited for Yin Zhen to return. Yin Zhen was the only person in the entertainment she knew. It was bothersome having to socialize with people outside of her circle. Ye Qiuqiu had disappeared amid the crowd, so she gave up on getting an autograph from her.
She got up, preparing to leave, when a man in his thirties intercepted her. He seemed to recognize Lin Gantang. He nodded in greeting, "Miss Lin."
Lin Gantang smiled, returning the gesture. The man did not linger and continued on his way.
