The first thing the strict director did when he arrived was to look for Yan Yao, which really made people can't help but guess.

The staff present immediately looked at Yan Yao one after another, watching the show, sympathetic, curious, and all kinds of eyes.

Yan Yao took a sip of coffee unhurriedly and walked out of the crowd in a generous manner, the crisp sound of high heels echoed in the room, and the hem of her skirt swayed.

The staff's eyes changed slightly, and they still had to admit in their hearts that judging from their appearance alone, Yan Yao's beauty was impeccable.

After walking in front of Ren Yao, Yan Yao stretched out her hand towards Ren Mo and raised a smile, "Director Ren, hello, I'm Yan Yao." ”

Ren Yu glanced at Yan Yao critically, and only nodded after a second, stretched out his hand and shook Yan Yao gently, "Hello." ”

After the simple greeting, Ren Yu glanced Yan Yao up and down again, frowned, and looked dissatisfied.

The assistant's heart was cold, and the staff's eyes once again gathered on Yan Yao's body, and this time even the whispered speculation came out.

"Director, you're not satisfied, aren't you?"

"It feels a little, shouldn't you want to replace Yan Yao?"

"If you want me to say, it's understandable to replace it, after all, we are a big brand, and it's the first time to invite a star with such a low coffee position."

……

The discussion was very small, and Yan Yao, who was standing in front of the crowd, may not have heard it, but the assistant in the crowd heard it clearly. She clenched her fists in anger, eager to punch the two gossips twice in the face.

Yan Yao's expression did not change, and only after Ren Mo finished looking at himself did he tilt his head and ask curiously, "What is Director Ren looking at?" ”

Ren Yu's brows tightened more and more, as if he couldn't understand it, and turned his head to look at the staff behind Yan Yao, "I've never seen a spokesperson who wears clothes that don't match his own products so much, and the person who picks out clothes for her is really a genius." Whoever picks it for her, stand up for herself. ”

When this sentence came out, the audience was silent, and Yan Yao raised her eyebrows.

After a second, no one spoke, and Ren Mo seemed to be impatient, and said to Yan Yao, "Give you five minutes to change your clothes." ”

Yan Yao had no opinion on this aspect, and was just about to turn around, when someone came out behind him, and said with a slightly timid expression: "Director, this dress was finalized by you at the beginning, and it is the same style as the perfume we are promoting this time." ”

The implication is that it is not the clothes that do not fit the style, it is Yan Yao himself.

Ren Yu swept his eyes and asked rhetorically: "So you mean that there is only one piece of clothing in the RY spring and summer collection?" Are you looking down on RY or are you fooling my memory? ”

"But we only have this one......" the man tried to quibble.

Ren Mo only finalized the collection of this brand, but did not finalize the specific clothes.

Ren Yu's face sank, "I remember that the spokesperson was not confirmed yesterday, give me a reason why you picked one thing that does not match the style of the spokesperson after confirming the spokesperson, or do you think that the style does not match better reflects the concept of our perfume?" ”

The man was stunned, lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

Because she can't say that she borrowed the clothes before confirming the spokesperson, and she was too lazy to change them. Who would have thought that the director of the Propaganda Department, who rarely interfered with the Propaganda Department, would suddenly come to inspect today and make such a big fire?

But the clothes have already been borrowed, and today, it is too late to change them. There are only some niche brands left in the clothing room, and if they are filmed in the advertisement and seen by their peers, I am afraid that they will laugh off their big teeth.

The staff is in a dilemma, but the person who raised the problem is not responsible for solving the problem. Ren Mo sat down in the middle of the shooting set and began to work on other tasks, as if he didn't plan to leave.

The staff had already left the filming venue to borrow other clothes on the phone, and Yan Yao also sat down in the middle of the filming location and continued to drink coffee leisurely.

She wasn't going to solve the problem either, because the staff member was the one who spoke ill of her behind her back in the first place.

After a while, the staff returned, and their faces were not good-looking, as if they were flushed with anger, and a little iron was blue.

Ren Yu glanced up at her, shook his head, and said something to the assistant behind him, the assistant made a phone call, and soon the clothes of Xinlian had been delivered.

After the clothes were delivered, the staff's face had just changed a little, and the assistant walked up to the staff member and said something.

The staff's expressions slowly changed from disbelief to disbelief, and without even arguing, they turned around and left the filming location.

Yan Yao noticed all this, and she couldn't say that she was gloating in her heart, but she felt that the staff deserved it.

After all, the workplace is so cruel.

The new costumes do feel more like the old ones, and when Yan Yao stood in the set again, the photographer's expression, who was dissatisfied with the morning, finally looked a little better, and kept guiding Yan Yao to change his movements and shoot.

"Lift your face a little."

"Tighten your chin a little."

"Hands up."

……

Yan Yao used to be a model, and she has a lot of experience in taking photos, and she is very clear about her good-looking angle.

So to be honest, she didn't know what this photographer was directing.

After a long while, Ren Yu, who was sitting in the middle of the field, frowned again, raised his finger and put his other palm on it to signal a pause.

The photographer who was in charge of the command stopped curtly, walked over and asked Ren Yu, "Director, is there any problem?" ”

Ren Mo leaned back against the sofa, put his left leg on his right leg, and said unceremoniously: "Your angle is not as good as my three-year-old nephew's casual shot, is your aesthetic eaten by your stomach?" ”

This photographer's beer belly is bigger than a pregnant woman in October.

The photographer showed the same change in expression as the staff, but Ren Yu ignored him and said to Yan Yao: "You move freely, you don't have to listen to him." ”

Yan Yao nodded, and Ren Mo turned his head to the photographer and ordered: "You are responsible for capturing or recording it, do it, shut your mouth, understand?" ”

The photographer agreed with an aggrieved expression, "Okay, Mr. Ren." ”

Ren Yu's vigorous rectification has greatly improved the efficiency and quality of shooting.

An hour later, Ren Mo looked at the footage in the camera, and finally showed the first satisfied expression of the day, "Barely good." ”

Yan Yao knew very well in her heart that this director Ren was a person with a poisonous tongue, and "barely good" should be regarded as the highest evaluation in his mouth.

The staff, under the pressure of his day, were relieved to hear his words of satisfaction, except for one of them.

Her voice wasn't loud, but she was just tidying up the venue, and the horn used by the photographer to direct the audience was not turned off in her hand.

So her complaining words resounded throughout the audience, "If no one is satisfied, they are satisfied with Yan Yao......"