In the meeting room, the short film had finished playing.
But everyone still stood there dumbstruck, their gazes fixed on the blank wall screen. It was as if they had lost their souls, still savoring the incredibly brilliant scenes. Some even still had goosebumps on their skin, a result of their excitement and awe.
Liu Ruolan was the first to snap out of it. Her gaze fell on Zhang Bin's face, her heart churning with utter astonishment.
Just who was her husband? How could he be so miraculous? He had never directed a film before, so how could he suddenly produce such an amazing short? How many incredible skills was he hiding?
