The manager glared at her: "If you get any louder, our studio can just close up for good!"
Hearing this, the staff member quickly covered her mouth.
Indeed, who is Shi Yu to make such demands? Who dares not to comply?
How he wants things done, it's certainly not up to them, these insignificant characters, to comment!
After leaving the studio, Shen Cheng had not spoken to Shi Yu.
It wasn't until she got into the car and started the engine that she turned her head to look at the man leaning against the lamppost smoking: "I'm heading back."
Shi Yu squinted his eyes, slowly blowing out a smoke ring: "Drive carefully."
"Hmm."
Shen Cheng nodded, then stepped on the gas and drove away.
Only when the car disappeared from sight did Shi Yu withdraw his gaze.
After finishing a cigarette, Sun Yan drove over.
As he got into the car, sitting in the back seat, Sun Yan habitually handed him the day's financial magazine.
