Although Yun Qiao was still thinking about the viewership ratings before she went to bed, she slept soundly as soon as she touched the bed. She had long forgotten about the viewership ratings.
She almost overslept when she woke up. She was busy washing up and putting on her clothes when she got up. She grabbed a sandwich and left the house.
She had been slacking off for a few days, so she had to rush back to film.
On the other hand, Gong Sheng was more attentive than her. He had told Uncle Zhang early on that if the television station counted the viewership ratings, he would get that number as soon as possible.
8:10 sharp.
A number was reported to Gong Sheng’s phone.
He swiped open the screen and saw the red number. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he immediately forwarded it to Yun Qiao.
He thought that the little woman would immediately give him a bright smile.
Who knew..
There was no reply for a long time.
Gong Sheng frowned slightly.
