"Miss Shang, I know you're a big star! To tell the truth, I quite like you as well, and could even consider myself half a fan. But on this matter, I truly don't have the authority," Zhou Baping spread his hands out and said with a smile.
His attitude remained lukewarm and unmoved.
"But you've had us stop work for almost half a day now, and while the time is idle it remains idle, why can't you let us rush the work? If it's a matter of money, you can just say it!" Gao Dazhi couldn't help but raise his voice, saying anxiously.
He was really getting upset.
To him, this TV drama was his blood, sweat, and tears, his child!
Shang Wanwan secretly kicked Gao Dazhi under the table, signaling him to keep calm.
Being anxious wouldn't solve anything.
"It's not entirely due to the grand opening," Zhou Baping replied languidly.
