No Comparison, No Harm

Qin Guan's old employer, Armani, had provided the costumes. Although high fashion for men was not as expensive as haute couture, which cost billions of yuan, the designer's clothes still elevated the film to a higher level.

The romantic film now looked much more elegant.

Qin Guan put on his white shirt and black suit in the dressing room. The Armani Shanghai Branch had worked overnight to prepare them. Two of the buttons on his chest were unfastened, and he wasn't wearing a tie. Qin Guan looked restrained in that strict formal outfit.

"Are you ready, Mr. Qin?"

The assistant knocked on Qin Guan's door. When she saw Qin Guan, she was left speechless.

Qin Guan nodded and went out of the dressing room, heading for the shooting site of the first scene.

There were three European-style chairs arranged in a line. Zhou Xun, Qin Guan and Zhang Xueyou greeted each other silently and turned towards the director's camera.

"The actors are ready!"