Rong Qingze lifted his cold gaze and asked with a mocking smile.
"If you think it's fine, then arrange it this way. My people must not be wronged. Even if she suffers the slightest mishap today, you and your production team will disappear."
The director was so frightened that his heart disease almost relapsed.
"Mr. Rong Er, rest assured, this Su Xiaoxiao, she has no acting skills normally. I won't keep a vase like her. Just wait and see, I'll definitely clean up after her and give you and Miss Rong an explanation." The director said nervously, not even daring to lift his head.
Rong Qingze didn't speak, which was considered approval.
Meanwhile, Rong Yanqiao had been recuperating in the hospital these days, with many bodyguards stationed outside to prevent reporters from taking photos.
Rong Yanqiao was so bored that she could only swipe her phone.
