Since Wang Yi could joke around like that, it meant there was room for discussion.
Director Card finally let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Harper smiled sweetly. "Wang, as much as I'd like to work with you, Director Card has been very good to me, and I've learned a lot from him. So I'm sorry."
Wang Yi nodded. "See? You're beautiful, and you know just what to say. I like talking to people like you. Unlike certain old men who do nothing but yell. You don't have to raise your voice to make a point."
James Cameron: I feel personally attacked.
But with a chance to resolve the situation, half of James Cameron's anger had already faded.
At the same time, he was extremely pleased with his assistant.
The three of them then headed toward the edge of the court.
Behind them, James and the others watched the three walk away.
They were all secretly astonished.
This was a world-class director.
A giant in the film industry.
And a director known as the Set Tyrant.
Yet there he was, rushing over to apologize to Wang Yi, who couldn't have seemed less interested.
"Wang Yi's really made it big," James said with a smile.
The ever-adoring Mitchell giggled. "Of course. Wherever the boss steps into, everyone else in that field is in for trouble. At this rate, the Oscar is as good as his next year."
Half an hour later, the two sides finally reached an agreement.
It wasn't anything serious.
As long as Wang Yi could get past what had been bothering him, everything would be fine.
At exactly two in the afternoon,
James Cameron's car brought Wang Yi back to the set.
The other actors and crew members were already in place. When they saw Wang Yi get