In Song Weiyin's villa, the rare beauty Song Weiyin looked at Shen Qiang in amazement, who thought the advertising script was not bad, and said, "Are you sure you're going to shoot this?"
Shen Qiang was stunned and asked in surprise, "Why? Is there a problem?"
The gorgeous actress Song Weiyin glanced nervously at her surprised middle-aged female assistant, then looked at Shen Qiang's expectant eyes, sighed helplessly, and said, "Alright, since you like it, let's go with it. I'll contact the producer, and he will arrange the director's crew for you, it's very simple for him."
"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Shen Qiang said.
The gorgeous actress Song Weiyin laughed, raised her eyebrows, and said, "He's been saying he wanted to find an opportunity to express gratitude to you, so Shen Qiang, you should give him this opportunity."
Shen Qiang nodded and said, "Alright, then it's settled. Tonight, Datong River restaurant, I'll wait for you.
