President Gao Leng's little wife

Xia Yuluo took the notebook that the assistant director had dropped on her, and lowered her head and chuckled.

Immediately, he took out the pen he was carrying with him, and began to paint and change.

The assistant director asked someone to move a chair for him, and he sat on the chair with his legs crossed, drinking tea.

The people around him were busy, and he was waiting there to see Xia Yuluo make a fool of herself, and he was about to show her off.

Xia Yuluo looked at the script without changing expression, but concentrated on changing the script.

"Have you finished the modification?! How long has it been, can you do it?"

The assistant director didn't wait long to urge Xia Yuluo, trying to disturb her thoughts.

Xia Yuluo pretended not to hear it, and just stood aside to read the script.

"I said why are you all inefficient? When is this time? I can't waste all my time on you."

The assistant director said so, but his expression was leisurely, and he was dangling happily with his feet on his knees.

"Okay, 40 minutes, 10 minutes more, because there are too many mistakes in your script."

Xia Yuluo finally raised her head.

She put down her pen and returned the script to the assistant director.

"Hmph, there are too many mistakes, I think you are making random changes."

The assistant director laughed at Xia Yuluo's words.

He was about to pretend to read the script, and then drive her away, but he saw the clue when he read the script.

The sentence processing of the modified script is smooth, and it is completely impossible to tell that it was modified by a foreigner.

And the places that have been reformed are full of highlights, which makes people's eyes shine.

The assistant director has also read a lot of scripts. He looked at Xia Yuluo's revised script, and the more he read it, the more he felt that the script was flawless.

He was still laughing at Xia Yuluo before, but now it was slapping himself in the face.

But in front of so many people, he couldn't just admit that Xia Yuluo had improved very well.

So he could only pretend to show disgust again.

"What is it all, it's changed in a mess!"

He shook the script in his hand, pretending to be angry.

"You can let the people around you see it. If none of them think it's good, then I won't be in this crew today."

Xia Yuluo had long seen through that he was strong but he was just trying to save face.

The assistant director was choked, he didn't dare to give the script to those present, in case...

The situation suddenly stalemate.

"What are you doing! Hurry up and go to work! What are you doing here! Waiting to die!"

When the assistant director was hesitating, a loud shout fell from the sky, which scared him into a shudder.

Those staff members who were still watching all backed away, turned around and ran away.

It turned out that the director came back from the location.

When the director was filming on location, he always complained a lot.

When I go back to the set and see a group of people standing there stupidly, there is no reason not to be angry.

He was furious, and looked at the assistant director and a woman standing in the center from a distance, not working, and was very upset.

Xia Yuluo turned around when she heard the angry shout.

The furious director stopped when he saw her face.

He glanced at Xia Yuluo, took out his phone from his pocket, and compared it.

Only to find out that this woman is Mr. John's granddaughter!
Fortunately, he asked Mr. John for a photo of his granddaughter in advance, otherwise this matter would be troublesome.

The anger on the director's face dissipated in an instant, replaced by a flattering smile.

He ran over in surprise: "Why are you here? I'm really disappointed and neglected."