My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 649 - 568 Affordable and Good Quality

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Chapter 649: Chapter 568 Affordable and Good Quality

The matter of finding a traditional Chinese medicine doctor is finally behind us, but the editing work has only just begun. The footage shot earlier has to be pieced together bit by bit. A skilled editor can turn something mundane into magic, but if they don’t understand the message the movie is trying to convey, it could end up as a disaster.

For this film, Qin Miaomiao had left everything to Director Zhao during the shoot and didn’t involve herself much. As a result, when watching the raw footage, she felt completely unfamiliar with it and had to spend a significant amount of time studying it.

And when she finally met with the editor...

"Boss, can you explain to me why you’re also an editor now?"

The boss shot her a seductive glance:

"Young Madam, am I not allowed to juggle multiple roles in life?"

"A bodyguard? A model? An editor? You’re taking multitasking to the extreme here."

The boss tossed his elegant long hair with a flair, exuding charm:

"Life is so boring, that’s why I find things to make it interesting."

At this moment, Qin Miaomiao was utterly convinced: "Alright, you’re impressive."

"For the next two months, I’m afraid I might clash with Young Madam. See, when I get into work mode, I take things very seriously—and my temper tends to be less than pleasant. Please don’t mind me."

"If you can convince me and prove you’re capable, I’ll have nothing but admiration for you."

"Great, now that you’ve said that, we’re good."

Once immersed in the editor’s world, expect strong territorial instincts to emerge.

However, just three days later, the editing suite erupted into a heated argument:

"Why can’t this segment work?"

"It’s too convoluted."

"These are details! Details are crucial to a scene!"

"This segment has to be included."

"No way, it’s meaningless."

"Include it!"

"Not including it."

"Hey, Young Madam, just because you can’t out-debate me doesn’t mean you can resort to physical force. Your meager skills couldn’t possibly challenge me—I... Wait, are you seriously using your foot now?"

Little sixth, Little seventh, and Little second stood at the door, exchanging puzzled glances:

"How many times is this now?"

"Three."

"Are they fighting again?"

"Yep."

"It’s practically the tenth time today."

"Boss and Young Madam are locked in a battle of wills. Neither of them wants to back down."

"Seriously though, isn’t Young Master Lu going to step in?"

"Young Master Lu said as long as Young Madam doesn’t get hurt, they can fight however they want."

Little sixth and Little seventh: .....

Clearly, he’s taking her side.

"So what do we do now? Just standing here seems pointless. Should we play some cards? Or grab some red envelopes or something?"

Little seventh: "I need to prepare dinner—French wine and snails. I’ve been studying French cuisine lately, and I’ve gained some significant insights."

"Little seventh, your side activities are really starting to show some promise."

"Sixth brother, aren’t you practicing equestrian skills lately? You’re almost at professional level."

Little second glanced at the ceiling. Aside from being a bodyguard, he didn’t seem to have any other specialties. How embarrassing.

Bang! The door swung open, and Qin Miaomiao walked out, her face calm and composed. Little sixth grinned and asked:

"Young Madam, who won in the end?"

"Hmph! That stubborn old boss! I was about to scratch his beautiful face, but he still refused to include that segment!"

Little sixth: "Should we switch to a different editor then?"

Qin Miaomiao raised an eyebrow: "You must be joking. He’s a top-tier editor. Where am I supposed to find someone as good? And besides, he’s cost-effective."

Little seventh muttered under his breath: 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"The key point... is cost-effectiveness?"

Little sixth: "Little seventh, stop blurting out harsh truths."

Qin Miaomiao: "Am I really that superficial? Where’s my husband? Is he back yet?"