"Go, call Quentin Yu over." A gray-haired old man pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, pulled Jiang Qi and ordered.
This person's name is Wang Zhensheng, a national first-class actor. Not only does he have the title of professor, he also enjoys special allowances from the State Council. He can be called a giant panda in the entertainment industry. If he hadn't been on good terms with Lawrence Liu, it would have been impossible for him to show up at the filming scene.
Jiang Qi did not dare to neglect and responded respectfully, "Okay, please wait a moment."
When Quentin Yu arrived, she had already changed her clothes. Thinking that Wang Zhensheng had called him for something urgent, he didn't even have time to put on his white coat. He was only wearing a light blue shirt with the hem tucked into his trousers, and he was holding a pair of scissors for cutting labels in his hand.
His posture was tall and slender, and his messy appearance not only did not look sloppy, but also had a sense of freedom and ease. Wang Zhensheng was completely satisfied.
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