All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

The man in the back seat didn't say anything.

The car window was half open, and a thin wrist with distinct joints rested on the edge of the window, holding a cigarette between two fingers.

When the other end of the cigarette burns, the scarlet fire flickers on and off, just like the man's confused face.

Sheng Mo Shu withdrew his hand, held the cigarette between his two fingers and brought it to his lips. He opened his lips and took a deep breath. His light-colored pupils reflected the scarlet firelight, sparkling and beautiful.

"President Sheng..."

The secretary on the side was a little worried about his condition and couldn't help calling him in a low voice.

Only then did Sheng Moshu come back to his senses.

The ethereal milky white smoke overflowed from the gap between the slightly opened lips. Within a moment, the pair of glazed eyes were covered with smoke, and the bitter medicinal fragrance filled the car.

"The dose is heavy again."

It took a long while before the man said these incomprehensible words.

The secretary beside him quickly reacted, glanced at the cigarette in his hand, and explained, "As the doctor suggested last time, I sent someone to make it again according to the recipe. Isn't Mr. Sheng not used to it?"

"It's okay."

Sheng Moshu shook his head slightly, held the other end of the cigarette and took another puff. As he puffed away the smoke, he let out a self-deprecating chuckle.

"It doesn't matter if it gets worse or not, you can still live for a few years."

"Why did Mr. Sheng say such things again?"

The secretary looked over with disapproval, "The doctor told you last time that you should not overwork yourself in this situation, but not only did you not listen, but you also insisted on going to Tiandu Entertainment to deal with Wang Xu's matter in person today. Mr. Sheng, you are so And why bother?”

The Sheng family has a great business, and the secretary next to Sheng Moshu has been trained by the Sheng family since he was a child to assist Sheng Moshu in taking power in the prosperous era.

Sheng Moshu has been in poor health since he was a child, and this disease is extremely rare and special. An ordinary cold and fever may kill him.

Chairman Sheng only had one son, Sheng Moshu. He had been seeking medical advice for many years, but his disease could only be controlled, but he still could not be cured.

And the thing in his hand was not an ordinary cigarette, but a medicinal smoke made into a cigarette. People with a disease like his are most wary of mood swings and exertion. This medicinal fumigation is used to calm the mood and soothe the nerves.

Most of the medicinal materials inside are expensive and hard to find. The stick he originally threw into the trash can is worth five or six figures.

It wasn't until he finished inhaling the medicine that Sheng Mo Shu turned his attention to the stack of documents handed over by his secretary.

There wasn't much information, just three or four scattered pieces of paper. He flipped through it casually and his eyes rested on one of them.

"who is she?"

The man's cold eyebrows narrowed slightly, and his eyes stayed on the top piece of information.

The secretary looked down and said, "These are all the anchors who participated in the live broadcast that night. Several of them are affiliated with Tiandu. What Mr. Sheng said seems to be about to terminate the contract with Tiandu soon. I have watched the live broadcast that night. , after the two groups of people went in separately, she was the one who started the live broadcast."

"Oh, yes, Li Wenwen, who was called in by Mr. Fang today, is also one of them. The two of them were doing a live broadcast together."

Sheng Moshu stared closely at the basic information column on his resume, staying particularly long on the line with the signing account ID named "Little Fireworks", and then gradually turned to the photo on the side.

If he remembered correctly, this anchor named Xiao Yanhua was the protagonist who just heard someone calling in the corridor to dig a hole.

Long hair, bangs, and round eyes.

Sheng Moshu stared at the photo closely. The girl's appearance was very similar to the description in the intelligence he received. Although her appearance was not clearly visible in the content at the time, Sheng Moshu was almost certain that the person he was looking for was her!

"Mr. Sheng, do you have any ideas?"

After staying with Sheng Moshu for a long time, the secretary's ability to observe people's emotions is unparalleled.

The man handed over the resume with a calm expression and a light tone.

"Check it out and bring it over."

The secretary was slightly surprised, but didn't say anything more. He nodded respectfully and said yes.

After a moment, he seemed to remember something again, searched among the pile of information, pulled out another resume and handed it over.

"Mr. Sheng asked me to pay more attention to the person who had the accident with Wang Xu before. I just found this out before. He also went to the villa with that group of people that night. There was no news after he came out of the police station."

"I have been searching for his whereabouts in the past few days, but it is very strange. This person seems to have disappeared out of thin air. There is no trace of his life at all."

The secretary's expression was not very good, "I just asked Fang Zhenglin, but he didn't have much impression of this person. I think this person must not be simple."

Sheng Moshu glanced at the personal information handed over by the secretary, and it was none other than Scarface.

"No, you don't have to worry about this person. Just focus on that woman."

"Yes."

The secretary didn't ask any more questions. He always had to obey Sheng Moshu's orders.

The car drove out of the garage and quickly disappeared from sight.

At this time, Ning Yan was sitting with Li Wenwen eating in a commercial street a hundred meters away from Tiandu Entertainment.

The two of them made an appointment at a private restaurant with a high degree of privacy.

The location was decided by Li Wenwen, and she would treat Ning Yan to dinner no matter what. Forced by helplessness, Ning Yan had no choice but to agree.

It's just that the prices of the dishes here are ridiculously expensive. After looking at the menu twice, Ning Yan couldn't help but lament the gap between people.

Although she and Li Wenwen both engage in supernatural live broadcasts, the rewards Li Wenwen earns from a live broadcast are more than five times that of hers, not to mention that the company's contract commission is nearly 5 points higher than hers.

"But then again, I have a question."

Ning Yan closed the menu, "Based on your current live broadcast income, you should not be short of money. Why do you want to go to such a dangerous place with me?"

"After all, a place like that is no joke. If I don't take care of you, or if I encounter something that I can't deal with, I will probably die."

Li Wenwen pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and decided to speak out.

"Actually, I originally planned to tell you later, but I never dared to tell you in advance because I was afraid you would refuse."

Ning Yan raised her eyebrows slightly and heard Li Wenwen continue.

"I actually have my own selfish motives for choosing to go live with you." Li Wenwen took a deep breath, as if she had made some kind of determination, "Little Fireworks, can you accept me as your disciple? The kind that catches ghosts and exorcises evil spirits!"

Ning Yan was slightly different. After all, Li Wenwen seemed to be a quiet and cute girl on the surface. She never expected that the other party would have such an explosive idea of ​​learning how to catch ghosts with her as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Why...why do you want to learn this?"

"Because it's cool!"

Li Wenwen answered without hesitation.

Ning Yan's mouth twitched, "Cool?"

"It's a real little firework. Don't think that my answer seems unreliable just because I am unreliable. I have been thinking about this idea for a long time!"

Li Wenwen looked a little disappointed.

"Let me tell you a secret. In fact, I will not live to be 30 years old."