"Director Rowe." Bella smiled and stepped forward two steps.
Director Rowe held a glass of red wine and said, "Bella, why are you alone here?"
"Young people's games, I can't keep up." Bella smiled faintly.
She's twenty-five this year, not considered old in the entertainment industry, but those playing games across from her are all new actors, some only sixteen or seventeen, she has quite a generation gap with them.
"Hahaha, even I sometimes don't understand the games young people play." Director Rowe laughed, clinking glasses with her, and said, "Now that you've returned to the country, you won't leave again, right?"
"I have no plans to go abroad at the moment." Bella sipped her champagne.
Director Rowe also drank some red wine and said, "Have you ever thought about winning the Best Actress Award with the role of Clarice Wyatt?"
Bella was slightly stunned, was this intentionally probing her opinion, or testing her attitude?
