The Ye Group currently needs money, and so does the Gao Group. Now there’s suddenly a sum of money dropping in....
Without getting into more details, Jun Mochan understood the situation.
"I’ll have Wang Ya ’accidentally’ show the contract to Ye Tianjiao," Jun Mochan said, pulling out his phone.
If Ye Tianjiao and Gao Han end up fighting over money, then Gao Han would have no time to bother Ye Ranran anymore.
Over here, Jun Mochan was busy calling Wang Ya; over there, Ye Ranran’s phone also rang.
Turns out, there was a bit of a problem with the costumes on the film set, and the manager asked her to come over immediately.
"Where are you going?" As soon as Jun Mochan ended the call, he saw Ye Ranran hurrying away. He reached out and brought her into his arms.
"There’s a problem with the costumes on set, I’m going to check it out."
Jun Mochan frowned, "What kind of problem?"
If they can’t handle a small matter , what’s the point of having them around?
"I’ll talk to the manager myself," Jun Mochan said, ready to make another call.
"Although I’m busy now, I am ultimately in charge of the costumes for this drama. It’s only reasonable that I go over when there’s a problem," Ye Ranran stopped Jun Mochan.
Although it’s tiring, doesn’t everyone feel the same when they’re just starting their careers?
"Alright, then I’ll take you there."
"There’s no need, I’ll have the driver take me." If he went there, everyone would start gossiping again.
"The driver took Luo Qi," Jun Mochan raised his eyebrows.
Ye Ranran originally wanted to drive herself, but Jun Mochan strongly disagreed. Helplessly, she had to let him take her.
"Just stop at the entrance. You should go, get busy."
The car stopped at the entrance of the film crew. Jun Mochan watched Ye Ranran get out of the car and didn’t leave until she entered the premises.
"How can anyone wear this dress in this state?" From a distance, Ye Ranran heard voices of complaints.
A crowd had gathered, with Che Hao sitting in the middle, a carefree smile on his face as always.
In front of him stood his assistant, the one spewing the reprimanding words.
Qin Fang stood before the assistant with her head down, silently weathering the criticism.
"What happened?" Ye Ranran quickly rushed over.
"Designer Ye, you’re finally here. Look at the state of this dress, how can we still use it?" The assistant picked up a dress and shook it in front of Ye Ranran.
Ye Ranran took it, "Let me see."
There was a burnt spot on the shirt.
"How did this happen?" Ye Ranran frowned.
"She, being a designer, dared to iron it!" The assistant accused loudly.
"I didn’t know it was silk." Qin Fang seemed a bit aggrieved.
When she received the piece, the label had already been removed. She thought it was made of cotton and didn’t give it much thought, seeing it wrinkled, she decided to iron it.
Who would have thought....
"Look, she’s not even apologizing."
"Alright, enough of that useless talk, the next scene is about to start, figure out what to do." Che Hao said nonchalantly.
"Either repair it or find a replacement. However, given its state, it’ll be hard to repair it, maybe find a new one?" Ye Ranran looked at Qin Fang.
"I, I, I..." Qin Fang stuttered, not able to provide a clear answer.
It’s not that she didn’t know this method, but the clothes were obviously expensive, and she didn’t have that kind of money to buy a replacement.
"Follow me." Ye Ranran told Qin Fang.
Qin Fang followed Ye Ranran with a downcast expression.
"Before you joined the crew, didn’t I send you a chart? It detailed the components and ironing methods for each piece of clothing. I even included pictures in case you couldn’t understand. Did you even look at it?" Ye Ranran asked sternly.
(Thanks to JiaJia for the tips)