Ye Shao's second wife

Chapter 344 You Are Only Deserving To Help Me Lift My Shoes

"Okay, then you come with me." Xiaoyan took Han Muzi's hand and walked inside.

There were a lot of people on the set, because this time it was a costume drama, so Han Muzi saw a lot of actors in costumes as soon as he walked in, but because it was summer, most of them were extremely hot.

Each prepared a small fan to blow, and some even took off their coats and put them aside, wearing only a vest and shorts, but with a thick hair crown on the top of their heads, which looked very funny.

Han Muzi skipped all this, and followed Xiaoyan into the room.

The assistant director on the set saw Han Muzi and Xiaoyan, and stepped forward to stop them both: "What are you two doing? We are filming here, fans are not allowed to enter, what about the scene control? What are you doing for food? Why did you let people in? "

The field controller whose name was called hurried over, saw Xiaoyan and explained aloud: "Assistant director, they are not fans, they are here to find Zhao Yiru."

"Zhao Yiru? What are you looking for with her?" The assistant director asked puzzledly, then his eyes fell on Xiaoyan, and then on Han Muzi.

When he saw Han Muzi, his eyes lit up immediately.

Han Muzi raised her hand and pressed down the sunglasses on her face, covering her palm-sized face.

She is full of aura like this.

I don't know, I thought she was some international star.

"You, are you...?" the assistant director looked at Han Muzi and asked.

Xiaoyan subconsciously blocked Han Muzi, and then explained softly: "Hello, assistant director, we are here to find Miss Zhao, and we have some work matters to deal with, it only takes a while. "

"so……"

The assistant director stared at Xiaoyan suspiciously, but in the end his eyes still fell on Han Muzi and couldn't leave him.

It happened that Zhao Yiru's manager came over, and when he saw Han Muzi, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over to make a rescue. "Assistant Director, this Miss Han is our Yiru's guest."

Then the manager pulled the assistant director aside and whispered something, the assistant director kept looking in Han Muzi's direction, and then nodded and left after a while.

Zhao Yiru's manager stepped forward and nodded to Han Muzi: "Miss Han is here, come with me."

Han Muzi nodded and followed his steps, Xiaoyan followed behind with a snort, and muttered in a low voice: "It's really a dog's eyes to look down on people, he didn't treat me so well just now."

Listening to Fang, Han Muzi couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "What are you fussing about with these people?"

"You're not me, how do you know my displeasure? Hey... I really feel sorry for myself. Why don't I have your talent? If I can design well, I don't have to look at the faces of these people."

"You?" Han Muzi smiled: "I think it would be a pity if you don't become a gourmet with your skills."

"Teasing me again, I don't want to be a gourmet, then I will become a big fat man! You know, I can't help it when I see food!"

The manager quickly took them to a rest room on the set. After opening the door, there was a gust of cool wind blowing in. Only then did Han Muzi realize that the air conditioner was turned on and there were only a few people inside.

She looked back at those people who were sweating profusely on the set but could only find a place for shade.

As expected in this world, those with and without traffic are treated completely differently.

No wonder, everyone wants to climb up.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi walked in with the manager.

"Yiru, Miss Han is here." The manager walked up to a well-dressed girl and said softly.

The makeup on her face was extremely delicate, and she used high-quality products. After hearing what the manager said, she turned the chair around and looked at Han Muzi.

Zhao Yiru is a very beautiful woman.

In terms of appearance, she is very high, otherwise how could she climb to where she is today in today's face-seeking society?After all, she doesn't have much acting skills, if she doesn't have good looks, then she won't gain so many fans.

It's just... Zhao Yiru is not only beautiful, but also hostile to other beautiful women.

Especially... women she thinks are prettier than herself.

Zhao Yiru originally thought that a well-known designer must be an elderly woman. Even if she is not aged, she should not look very good.

But I didn't expect Han Muzi to be... so young and beautiful, and... very aura.

Just wearing a simple outfit and wearing sunglasses made her feel pressured.

"She's... that well-known overseas designer Shelly? It doesn't look like... at all." After finishing speaking, she curled her lips in disdain and laughed.

The manager looked a little embarrassed. He glanced at the calm Han Muzi, and then explained aloud: "Shelly is Chinese, and her Chinese name is Han Muzi."

"Oh? Han Muzi? I haven't heard of it. Are you really a well-known designer? You can't be pretending?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Before Han Muzi had any reaction, Xiaoyan jumped to her feet, gritted her teeth and stared at Zhao Yiru and said, "How can anyone pretend to be a well-known overseas designer? I'm only a minute late." ? Are you embarrassing me all the time? Even embarrassing us, Mu Zi!"

"Oh? So in your concept, 1 minute is not considered late? You shouldn't be punished for being late? Miss, do you know how precious and valuable my time is to me, Zhao Yiru? Wait a minute How much will my work here change if you leave you for 1 minute? Do you know how much I have lost?"

"I..." Xiaoyan was rendered speechless by what she said.

Han Muzi pressed Xiaoyan's arm, stepped forward on high heels, and said in a crisp voice, "Miss Zhao, when I signed the contract, I made it clear that you will cooperate with our staff, especially during the design period. But Now it seems that Ms. Zhao's time is really precious, so precious that she doesn't even want to cooperate for 1 minute. Of course, it is her mistake that my assistant is late, but if she has a bad attitude and doesn't apologize to you, I will Naturally, she will be fined. But my assistant not only apologized to you, but also waited for you for two hours, didn't he? Let's do it this way, how much is Ms. Zhao's extra minute of waiting? My assistant's salary is monthly According to the commission rate, the two hours she waited for you should have been offset, right?"

"You!" Zhao Yiru didn't expect her to be so sharp-tongued, and she didn't expect her to dare to talk back to a client, her pretty face was suddenly full of anger: "What are you talking about? How dare you compare her to me?"

Han Muzi smiled slightly, "We are all human, why can't we compare? Could it be that Ms. Zhao is a different kind?"

"Damn!" Zhao Yiru cursed instantly angrily: "I am an international actress, and she dares to compare with me as a small designer assistant? Don't say she is unworthy, even you... are only worthy of me. shoe."

(End of this chapter)