Song Cheng'an swirled the wine glass in his hand, the crimson liquid swirling along the glass wall like a vortex, as if it could absorb all emotions.
He looked at Xu Fan and laughed, "President Xu, you're joking. There's always someone better, and Mu Yan is just a decent actor. Of course, Lan Qiu is good too, after all, they're both brought out by me."
His tone carried a hint of pride, and Xu Fan's face stiffened for a moment, quickly returning to normal.
Xiang Lanqiu seemed to suddenly relax, her eyelids drooping, the corners of her mouth unintentionally lifted.
Song Cheng'an didn't notice this scene and turned to Xie Feng and said, "As for shooting the MV, as long as Mu Yan's schedule fits, of course, it's possible. As for the pay, it is what it was before, though Mu Yan and Jia Mu are good friends, I, as her agent, can't have her work for free. I hope President Xie understands."
"Naturally." Xie Feng smiled, raised his glass, and clinked it with his.
