"But my scene is coming up next, the director is already rushing us, and your scene is after mine. Could you possibly..." the woman, dressed in a simple palace maid costume, said desperately.
She knew Sister Wen was quite domineering and bossy in the crew, being the daughter of an investor, so she didn't dare to conflict with her.
But now the situation was urgent, and in the makeup room, there were only two makeup artists. One was already doing makeup for the senior Sang Shen, and she was supposed to shoot the next scene with him.
It wasn't practical to ask the half-made-up Sang Shen to leave, so she could only hope that Sister Wen would let her go first.
"What do you mean, implying that your part is more important than mine? Let me tell you, this role of yours has no value at all, anyone could replace you easily!" Sister Wen turned and looked at the timid face next to her, feeling disgusted.
