The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Mervyn could bear it, and continued to push Lisa: "Lisa, apologize."

"No, I'm right!"

Lisa is a high-achieving student who graduated from a prestigious school. She also studied with a big designer like Mervyn. She has always been talented and highly praised. In addition, she has a good family background and has never been wronged since she was a child. What happened today, Even if Mervy spoke, she would never speak to a Chinese director!

It was a heavy humiliation.

"Yes, you are right, but my crew can't accommodate you. Please pack your things and leave now."

Jun Ci pressed on every step of the way, and showed no mercy.

With tears in her eyes, Lisa looked at Jun Ci with a flush of hatred, made a heavy nasal sound, turned and ran.

This farce made everyone look a little surprised.

Mervyn doesn't give any face, then, who else will this director give?

Photographer Angus touched the tip of his nose and decided to be a low-key person next.

In front of Mervyn, she drove away her students, without mercy, really shaking her face seriously.

Mervyn Grantham looked at Junci, his originally sharp eyes, under the gaze of the young man who was not afraid or even more captivating than him, suddenly aroused a smile: "Yes, you did it right. Jesse, you will modify Miss Beula’s costume next. Please make sure to please this director."

In the last sentence, he bit every word very heavily.

Jesse glanced at him carefully, then nodded.

"Mr. Mervyn Grantham." Junci said again: "I hope you'd better not have any thoughts that your students have been wronged, because of her mistakes, this time my female No. 2 must be available later. To make up all the scenes, the whole crew needs to schedule time for it. Your stupid student has delayed everyone's time and even my time. I think you should educate her well, otherwise, I won't I can believe that there are companies that can cooperate with her in the future."

This sentence finally made Mervin a little uncomfortable.

His fingers were trembling slightly, and if there was any movement, his mouth would feel irritated.

The previous sentence is obvious enough, now it will be targeted again?

He Mervyn Grantham, in Hollywood entertainment and fashion circles for so many years, has never encountered such a bright target!

It doesn't give him face at all!

The crew felt that there was a prelude to a storm.

Look at Mervin's face, my God, can you still see it?

However, when I look at the director, I feel calm and relaxed, as if talking about someone else. I even turned my head and didn't even say hello, so I talked to the second female.

No one dared to look at Mervin's face at this time. The others hurriedly pretended that they hadn't seen anything, they bowed their heads and worked on their own.

Boris stepped forward to appease Mervyn.

When Mu Baijun saw Junci walking towards him, he sighed, "I'm sorry, I should hold back."

"Why hold back?"

The young man raised his eyes, his diamond-like star-studded eyes were a little surprised: "If you have something to say, is it because of ridiculous xenophobic thinking? Today, a costumer dares to target you, what about the future? Do you bear it? "

Mu Baijun pursed his lips in silence.

She has no temper, but this is Hollywood after all, unlike others.

Jun Ci shook his head: "Sister Baijun, you are the only super first-line actress in our country. You have your own identity. You are not as big as the male and female protagonists according to your position. What are you going to bear? Do what you should."