Bian Yue's resolute attitude made Wang Dan'an feel apprehensive.
His lips fumbled, and after a long while, he said, "How about this? I'll make a call to Mr. Li and see what he has to say?"
Bian Yue silently consented.
Su Youxue, however, changed her expression; she urgently grabbed Wang Dan'an, who was about to leave.
"Wait!" Su Youxue clenched her teeth, her eyes reddening as she looked at Bian Yue, "Miss Bian, I know you now have the Bian Family's inheritance, can afford to lose, and also know you don't care about the investment from Red Mountain Film and Television. But in this world, one must care about reputation, right? Will it sound good if it spreads that your first shoot ended in a fall out with the biggest film and television company in the industry?"
"It indeed wouldn't sound good," Bian Yue said indifferently.
A triumphant smile appeared on Su Youxue's face.
Just as she was about to say something, Bian Yue cut in even more calmly, "But so what? I don't care."
