"Turn off the camera and turn around," Bo Yimo's voice was cool and detached.
The cameraman and chef looked at him; his face calm, eyes like still water, yet there was a cold arrogance beneath, making them shiver inexplicably, as if they were being watched. His strong presence was overwhelming in the small cable car, making it even more obvious, so much so that they dared not move.
Just what kind of person was he to have such a presence, as if it came naturally, inherently so, unlike those who force it, which just seems pretentious and ridiculous.
They didn't know, but seeing Director Wang's attitude, they knew this person was not simple.
They had no choice but to comply.
They couldn't see, but they could hear.
They heard him say, "Baby, are you pretending I don't exist?"
His voice was gentle, seductive, and extremely sexy, so alluring that even as men, they felt a bit stiff in respect.
