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  After a while, Jiang Qing calmed down, "Give me the phone."

  The little assistant immediately handed over the phone, and Jiang Qing took the phone and immediately called Shang Yujin, putting on a gentle and pleasant tone.

   "Auntie, it's me, Xiaoqing."

   "Do you have time tomorrow? May I invite you to have a beauty treatment?"

   "Okay, see you tomorrow."

  The little assistant looked sad, and when she hung up the phone, she immediately reminded: "Sister Qing, there are two more important scenes of yours tomorrow. Besides, President Shi just said that we can't delay any longer."

   "I know." Jiang Qing said indifferently: "In the evening, you asked the producer and the director for leave, saying that I was sick and had to rest for a few days."

   "Huh? This is not good, is it? We have already delayed a lot of progress."

  Jiang Qing raised her eyes and stared at her, and asked coldly, "Whose assistant are you?"

  Seeing that she was angry, the assistant didn't dare to say any more, and immediately said, "Of course it's your assistant. I'll ask the director for leave tonight."

  The studio is temporarily closed.

   "Is Jiang Qing looking for trouble on purpose?" Shi Qian asked.

  Wen Xu nodded: "Well, that girl performed very well, almost threatening Jiang Qing's status in this drama, that's why she is like this."

   "How is Jiang Qing doing?"

   "One thing to say, Jiang Qing's acting skills are still good, but she lacks some professionalism."

  Shi Qian looked in the direction of a certain luxury car, and said again: "Don't worry about her identity, as an actress, it is her responsibility to perform well, and if there is anything else, feel free to tell me."

  Wen Xu pursed his lips and remained silent.

  He didn't want to trouble Shi Qian too much. Although Jiang Qing had made a fuss several times, she never told Shi Qian, and she didn't know that she would come over suddenly.

   Shi Qian turned his head to look at the man next to him, "Producer Song, just so imposing."

  The man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, lowered his head and said, "Mr. Shi, I'm really sorry, I can't help it."

  He is a producer, how dare he offend the Jiang family.

  Ms. Jiang is the eldest lady of the merchant and Jiang Qing's aunt. Naturally, he can't offend Jiang Qing, who is a first-line actress and has a strong background, just because of a third-tier actor.

   He didn't even expect that Shi Qian, the mistress of the business, would come to their film crew in person, and she didn't turn to her relatives at all.

  Shi Qian could understand the embarrassment of these people, so she didn't say anything more, and continued talking to Wen Xu instead.

  The main thing is to explain that there is no need to worry too much about Jiang Qing, everything is mainly about shooting.

   When Shi Qian heard Gu Zhichen say that the filming progress of the film was much slower than expected, she guessed the reason, so she deliberately came over to take a look, but she happened to see this scene.

   After dealing with the crew, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

  Shi Qian originally planned to go back to the Financial Building, but after thinking about it, she changed her mind and went back directly to the Emperor Garden.

   "Madam, you are back." Yan Yi greeted respectfully.

   "Yeah." Shi Qian said, "Has Master Zhan come back?"

"not yet."

   Shi Qian didn't say anything else, and immediately went upstairs.

   Seeing this, Yan Yi immediately said again: "Madam, the young master is not here either."

   "Ah?" Shi Qian paused, looked back at him, and asked, "Where is the young master?"

   "At noon, the young master was picked up by Mr. Bai and Mrs. Bai. The second elder picked him up in person. Didn't the second elder tell you?"

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   Didn't tell her.

   "I see." Shi Qian took out her mobile phone and immediately called the old man.

   "Grandpa, why don't you tell me a word."

  The old man snorted: "Anyway, you two are busy with your own business and don't care about my great-grandson, why tell you!"

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