Qin Miaomiao appeared slightly embarrassed: "I haven't decided yet."
"I've chosen someone for you; they'll be here shortly. You should meet them."
Anyone recommended by Ninth Uncle would undoubtedly be outstanding. Qin Miaomiao's gaze at Mr. Jiu was practically worshipful—he truly seemed godlike. As expected, Ninth Uncle was Ninth Uncle; with one move, he resolved all her dilemmas. Back then, why on earth had she annoyed Ninth Uncle because of that scumbag Chu Yunhao?
She could only blame herself for being stupid...
Not long after, Old Third brought someone in. When Qin Miaomiao saw who it was, her mind momentarily froze. She exclaimed in disbelief:
"Director Gao!"
Heaven help her—it was Gao Hu, last year's Oscar-winning Best Director, currently the hottest name in the industry! How did Ninth Uncle manage to bring him here?
Gao Hu glanced at Qin Miaomiao, strode forward a few steps, and bowed respectfully to Mr. Jiu, addressing him deferentially:
"Mr. Jiu."
