182 You’re back in your old business?
Yu zhenling didn’t ask if you knew how to make incense.
Instead, he directly said, ” you know how to mix incense, right? ”
Objectively speaking, Yu zhenling believed that ng Fu knew how to do it. After she finished, she quickly added, ” don’t hang up first. The perfu Association is an Association in the capital. Its international influence is sothing that even the art Association can’t achieve. If you can get into the perfu Association, you won’t be able to get it even if you stay in the entertainnt industry for ten lifetis ...
Perhaps it was because the Tong family and the Yu family had been wary of ng Fu for the past two days, or because ng Fu had solved the problem with Ms. Yu zhenling’s tone of voice had changed for the better.
“I won’t. I still have to film tomorrow.” ng Fu did not wait for her to finish and hung up the phone.
Then, she turned off her phone and looked at Zhao fan. sister fan, don’t answer any of this woman’s calls in the future.
On the other end of the phone.
Yu zhenling listened to the busy tone on the phone and was stunned for a mont before she pursed her lips.
“Mom, what did sister say?” Jiang Yiran looked at Yu zhenling with a smile, his hands gripping his clothes tightly.
Yu Yong also looked at Yu zhenling.
Yu zhenling shook her head. she doesn’t know how to make incense at all. I told her about it and she said she had to film tomorrow.
Hearing this, Jiang Yi suddenly relaxed.
Yu Yong wasn’t surprised. When old master Yu called ng Fu, ng Fu also said that he was going to film.
He shook his head and didn’t ask anymore.
**
The next day, ng Fu continued to film with the crew.
Zhao fan had gone to Sheng entertainnt’s headquarters early in the morning to help ng Fu secure a resource.
It was ng Fu who ca to pick her up.
Su Cheng’s follower, su di, was with him.
ng Fu’s dressing room was private, so when she entered, she saw ng Fu, su Cheng, and su di putting down a Tupperware.
Grandpa Jiang contacted this morning. He said he couldn’t get through to you on your phone. su Cheng sat on the sofa in the dressing room with a pear computer in his hand. He was probably working. He spoke slowly and did not look up.”He said that soone from the incense Association is looking for you.”
“I don’t see him.” ng Fu sat at the makeup table and let the makeup artist fix her hairstyle for today’s shoot.
She lowered her head and switched on her phone. She had not switched it on since she had turned it off last night.
She turned on her phone and sent Grandpa Jiang a WeChat ssage. Then, she leaned back in her chair, picked up the math exercises that she hadn’t finished yesterday, and continued to do them.
Su di had never been to the set before, so he followed ng Fu and acted as a bodyguard. After ng Fu was done with her makeup, he handed her breakfast.
Since there was no kitchen here, su Di’s breakfast was bought and packed exquisitely.
Outside, the director called for ng Fu to get the script for today.
ng Fu had more scenes today than yesterday.
Jiang Li and Qin Hao were there as well. When they saw ng Fu walking over, the director handed her the script that ng Fu was going to shoot today.
When ng Fu took the script, he looked at ng Fu’s hands intently.
Most female artistes took good care of their hands, but ng Fu was different. Her thumb and index finger had a thin layer of calluses.
Director Gao paused for a mont.
Qin Hao also looked at ng Fu and took the initiative to greet her. They even exchanged Weibo accounts. you did a great job shooting the last scene yesterday.
“Thank you,” she said. ng Fu took over her part and waved at Qin Hao. She went back to her dressing room to do the rest of the practice questions.
After she left, Qin Hao’s assistant could not help but look in ng Fu’s direction. she’s so weird.
“How is it strange?” Qin Hao and the director both looked at the assistant.
look at the clothes she was wearing when she ca this morning. The shirt and jeans are obviously from street stalls. the assistant seed to be very concerned about ng Fu. but the food she ate was from the Imperial kitchen.
The breakfast in the Imperial Kitchen was limited in supply. Not only was it difficult to buy, but it also required a mbership card.
ng Fu was wearing cheap clothes and the phone she was using was not the one that most people used on the market. It was a very old one, but the food was so expensive. What a contradictory combination.
At this point, the assistant couldn’t help but mumble, ” didn’t you say that she brought money into the production? I don’t think she brought any money into the production ...”
She had good acting skills, was capable, and wasn’t arrogant at the scene.
He didn’t look like soone who had brought funds into the production team and had a background.
The assistant had even specially studied Weibo that night. The black material on ng Fu and his understanding of ng Fu were two completely different people.
As soon as ng Fu left, the director followed her into the dressing room.
He wanted to ask her about the gun and the chandelier.
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