"Alright." Qiao Ning hung up the phone and went to find Chai Xiyang.
It was a weekend, and Chai Xiyang decided to skip work and stay home with her and their child.
Chai Xiyang was at the garden playing football with their child when Qiao Ning approached him with her concerns. He responded, hand on his hips, "I've already had someone looking into it, but most of the capable directors are busy these days and many aren't available. As for the ones who are available, I don't really want to consider them if they're not up to par."
But it was hard to find such top-tier talent.
"What can we do then?" Qiao Ning asked worryingly.
Chai Xiyang conceded, "We could only wait and resume filming in one or two months, who knows, maybe by then, Chen Shuinan will have recovered."
"Waiting one or two months would be too long..."