Qin Mo took a puff. "Who is in charge of the script?"
"Old Wei." Feng Yi tugged his tie. "I just had a drink with him and gotten some information."
Qin Mo extinguished his cigarette. "I doubt your tolerance has reached its limit."
"You should know my tolerance. How could I be at my limit?" Feng Yi was best at doing business over drinks.
Qin Mo spoke faintly, "Have another drink, get him to add more intimate scenes."
Feng Yi: "…"
What an unexpected request!
And it was of such a nature!
"Boss Qin, it's a pity you aren't an actor!"
Qin Mo sat down, his legs long and straight. "Thanks for the compliment."
"Let's get this straight, this program is to help Little Spade boost his popularity."
Qin Mo lifted a brow. "You don't think he would be popular by being with me?"
"Yes, everyone knows you're good and have come so far with your skills."
