Chapter 360

"Well, come with me." Xiaoyan pulls Han Muzi's hand and walks inside.

There are a lot of people on the set. As soon as Han Muzi went in, he saw many actors in costume. But because it was summer, most of them were too hot.

Each prepared a small fan to blow, and some even took off their coats and put them aside, only wearing a vest and shorts, but with a heavy hair crown on top of their heads, they looked very funny.

Han Muzi's eyes skimmed all this, and then followed Xiaoyan to go in.

Seeing Han Muzi and Xiao Yan, the assistant director of the set stopped them: "what do you two do? We are filming here, and fans are not allowed to enter. What about the field control? What are you doing to eat? How do you let people in? "

The field controller, who was called by his name, rushed over to see that it was Xiaoyan and explained in a voice: "deputy director, they are not fans. They are here to find Zhao Yiru."

"Zhao Yiru? What can I do for her? " Deputy director puzzled ground asked a, after the vision falls on the body of small Yan, see to Han Mu purple again.

When he saw Han Muzi, his eyes lit up immediately.

Han Mu Zi raised her hand and pressed down the sunglasses on her face to cover her small face.

She is full of air.

I don't know. I thought she was an international star.

"You, are you..." The deputy director looked at Han Muzi and asked.

Xiaoyan subconsciously blocked Han Muzi, and then explained softly: "Hello, deputy director. We are here to find Miss Zhao. We have something to deal with at work. It only takes a little while."

"So..."

But Hu Yan is still staring at the body.

Just as Zhao Yiru's agent came, when he saw Han Muzi, it was also a flash in front of his eyes, and then he quickly came to the rescue. "Deputy director, deputy director, this Miss Han is our guest."

Then the agent pulled the deputy director aside and whispered a few words. The deputy director's eyes were always looking in the direction of Han Muzi. After a while, he nodded and left.

Zhao Yiru's agent came forward and nodded to Han Muzi: "Miss Han is here, come with me."

Han Muzi nodded to keep up with him. Xiaoyan hummed behind him and muttered in a low voice: "it's really a dog's eye on people. He didn't treat me so well just now."

Listen to Fang, Han Mu Zi can't help but smile in a low voice: "what do you care about with these people?"

"You're not me. How can I know that I'm upset I'm so sorry for myself. Why don't I have your talent? If only I could design it, I wouldn't have to look at the faces of these people. "

"You?" Han Mu Zi smiles: "I think it's a pity that you don't want to be a gourmet."

"Make fun of me again, I don't want to be a gourmet, then I will become a fat man! You know, when I see food, I can't help it! "

The agent soon took them to a rest room on the set. After opening the door, there was a cool wind. Han Muzi found that there were only a few people in the air conditioner.

She looked back at the sweaty people on the set who could only find shade.

In this world, it is true that people with and without traffic enjoy completely different treatment.

No wonder everyone wants to climb.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi walked in with her agent.

"Yi Ru, Miss Han is here." The agent walked up to a well-dressed girl and whispered.

After turning around, Han Mu measured her face with purple makeup and waited for her.

Zhao Yiru is a beautiful woman.

In the aspect of face value, she is very high. Otherwise, how can she get to this position in today's society? After all, she doesn't have any acting skills. If she doesn't have a good face, she won't get so many fans.

It's just Zhao Yiru is not only beautiful, but also hostile to other beautiful women.

In particular She felt more beautiful than herself.

Zhao Yiru originally thought that a well-known designer must be an elderly woman. Even if she is not elderly, she should not be very good-looking.

I didn't expect Han Muzi to So young and beautiful, and It's also very impressive.

Just a simple dress, wearing sunglasses standing there, let her feel the pressure.

"She is That famous overseas designer Shelly? It looks like It's not quite like that. " Finish saying, return disdain ground to hook up lips to smile a voice.

The expression on the agent's face was a little embarrassed. He took a look at Han Muzi, who was silent. Then he explained aloud, "Shelly is Chinese, her Chinese name is Han Muzi."

"Oh? Han Muzi? Never heard of it. Are you really a famous designer? It's not a fake, is it? ""What are you talking about?" Before Han Muzi had any reaction, Xiaoyan jumped, gritted her teeth and glared at Zhao Yiru, saying: "who is the famous overseas designer who wants to impersonate? I'm just a minute late? Have you been putting me in trouble? It's even hard for us

"Oh? So in your opinion, one minute is not late? Shouldn't you be punished for being late? Miss, do you know how precious and valuable my time is to Zhao Yiru? How much will my work change after waiting for you one more minute? Do you know how much I lost? "

"I..." Xiaoyan was speechless.

Han Muzi pressed Xiaoyan's arm and stepped forward on her high-heeled shoes. Her voice was clear: "Miss Zhao, when I signed the contract, I made it clear that you had to cooperate with our staff, especially during the design period. But now it seems that Miss Zhao's time is really precious, precious to even a minute of time are not willing to cooperate. Of course, my assistant was late, which was a mistake she made, but if she didn't apologize for her bad attitude, I would punish her. But my assistant not only apologized to you, but also waited for you for two hours, didn't he? How much is Miss Zhao's extra minute? My assistant's salary is charged according to the commission ratio every month. The two hours she waited for you more should have been offset, right

"You Zhao Yiru didn't expect that she had such sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and that she dared to face the customer's mouth. Her beautiful face was full of anger: "what did you say? How dare you compare her to me? "

Han Mu Zi smiles, "they are all people, why can't they compare? Is Miss Zhao different? "

"I Pooh!" Zhao Yiru was so angry that she yelled out: "I am a popular international actress. How dare her little assistant designer compare with me? Don't say she doesn't deserve it, even you I was only given shoes. "