Ji Zeqiu returned to the crew with a listless expression, his eyes on the script, but his thoughts had already wandered far away.
Seeing him in this state, the manager sighed, "In a little while, some fans will come to visit the set and take some behind-the-scenes footage for online. Remember to smile and put on a good show."
"Got it," Ji Zeqiu replied nonchalantly, then turned to ask his manager, "When are we sending out my retirement announcement?"
The manager was at a loss for words.
He didn't expect that after dragging his feet for so long, Ji Zeqiu still hadn't let go of the idea.
"You're doing so well, your career is on the rise, and nobody is bullying or suppressing you, why insist on retiring?"
He couldn't understand it at all.
Ji Zeqiu closed the script, looked up at the sky, and sighed desolately.
The manager's heart skipped a beat.
Could there be some unspeakable reason?
Then he heard him say.
