Back To The 90s: The Resilient Daughter-In-Law-Chapter 157 - 157 Behind the Scenes Replacement_1

Chapter 157: Chapter 157 Behind the Scenes Replacement_1 Chapter 157 -157 Behind the Scenes Replacement_1 “Allow me to introduce her, our model, Jiang Nanfei.” Wu Huai began to introduce Gao Qing, but the typically haughty female photographer started to reveal a friendly smile.

“Hello, I’ve long admired your reputation.”

Jiang Nanfei was taken aback. She wasn’t famous yet, was she? Could there be a mistake? Although she had doubts, she still responded politely: “Hello, you flatter me!”

“No, no, not at all,” Gao Qing said with a smile. “You have excellent qualifications! It’s rare to find a model like you, who is beautiful and has vitality.”

“I’m not a model, just part-time.”

“Well, Mr. Wu sure is lucky then.”

Wu Huai was stunned, he’s known Gao Qing since his early career and knew her well. Even though she’s a woman, she was tougher than most men.

And she had no patience for the weak.

By now, even if Nan Fei was completely clueless, she would have sensed something was off. Wasn’t this photographer scoffing at the tacky name of the clothing factory just moments ago? Why was she now speaking so sweetly to a poor student like her?

Could it be… could it be she had a special hobby?

Nan Fei unconsciously took a step back, warily watching Gao Qing. She had heard that the fashion industry was chaotic, but surely she hadn’t been so unlucky as to run into it…

Gao Qing, almost ten years older than Nan Fei, almost laughed out loud when she saw Nan Fei’s small gestures. She playfully patted her on the head and said, “You truly are amusing!”

Chen Cuihua, shielding Nan Fei like a mother hen protecting her chick, stated, “If you’re here to shoot pictures, then get on with it. If not, then just leave.” She had been putting up with this unnatural woman for long enough.

“It seems like it’s getting even more fun”.

Gao Qing chuckled, didn’t waste any time, and began to direct her team to set up the shooting scene. As she got into work mode, she directed everyone around like a whirlwind.

In her hands, the set had been completely transformed.

The shoot continued from morning until five in the evening, during which, due to Gao Qing’s instructions, Nan Fei had only an apple and a glass of water.

By the time the shoot was over, Nan Fei was both tired and hungry, and her vision was blurry.

“Your sense in front of the camera is good! Alright, that’s a wrap.”

As Gao Qing’s words trailed off, Nan Fei collapsed into a chair.

Chen Cuihua had been on-site the whole time, not leaving for a moment, always throwing odd, suspicious, and wary glances at Gao Qing. The moment the shoot ended, she immediately rushed to Nan Fei.

“Drink some water, take a rest. I’ll treat you to a meal at the restaurant later.”

“Thank you, Sister Chen.” Nan Fei managed a weak smile.

“Don’t talk, just drink!”

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Gao Qing also looked quite worn out. She stepped forward and gave Nan Fei another curious look before taking her leave.

Chen Cuihua couldn’t wait for her to get out of sight. As soon as she heard Gao Qing was leaving, she waved her away vigorously.

“Good riddance.”

“Heh…”

Only after Gao Qing had left did Nan Fei get the chance to ask Wu Huai, “Mr. Wu, what’s with that photographer? Do you know her?”

“I also found it strange!” Wu Huai pondered, “I’ve met her a few times at fashion weeks abroad, so I know her.”

“Was she the one we originally hired?” She had a feeling that Wu Huai was not expecting Gao Qing’s arrival.

“No, we had initially hired a male photographer. I don’t know what happened, but she replaced him last minute. When I asked her about it, she simply said she was helping a friend. She didn’t say anything else about it.”

Nan Fei was struck dumb. Suddenly, she recalled Huo Beijiang remarking that photos should not be taken by male photographers outside the factory gate a couple of nights ago.

He would be displeased.

So, she was replaced by a woman?

But could that be possible?

The more she thought about it, the less likely it seemed.