"Just turn it off." Qin Jiran was in the process of selecting a director for his new movie, a futuristic film. It was quite difficult to find a suitable director domestically since no quality films of this genre had been produced and it was unclear which directors might excel at it. The two directors he trusted most were tied up with their own projects and couldn't make time in the near future. Therefore, apart from domestic directors, he had to look abroad. After searching, he managed to find two or three suitable candidates, but it was uncertain whether any would work out.
"I'd like to, but what if something else comes up? Ah, Brother Qin, carry on with your work. I'll go back to answering calls; it's ringing again." Jiang Xiaobin, holding his phone, stepped aside helplessly to continue declining calls.
