Meng Ping felt a heaviness in his heart, though he was unclear about who this person was. He had lived long enough to recognize this person's background was not simple. His very presence made others feel unworthy, unable to raise their heads.
Therefore, Meng Ping naturally followed his orders. He had survived in the entertainment industry for so long because he knew whom not to provoke and stayed away from them.
Before long, the staff gathered on the open ground of the set, forming a dense crowd of over a hundred people.
Suddenly called out, everyone felt uneasy and started whispering, wondering what had happened.
Meng Ping shouted loudly, "Everyone, quiet down, quiet."
Meng Ping had great authority in the crew, so naturally, everyone listened and quickly fell silent, with no one speaking.
"Young Master Mo, Young Master Mo, would you like to take a look?" Meng Ping glanced at Bo Yimo.
