The corners of Pei Sheng's lips were slightly hooked, and a bloodthirsty cruelty crossed his eyes.

He got up and glanced at the surveillance screen on the table near the door, and mocked: "Hmph, how much do you see you have done for the police?" But aren't they still going to want you? There was a hint of sigh in his deep voice.

Suddenly, Pei Sheng turned his head and coldly glanced at the intern doctor who was tied up and thrown aside in the corner, shivering.

He picked up a scalpel from the toolbox scattered around his feet and walked casually towards the female doctor.

"Da Da Da-"

The sound of footsteps in the dark basement sounded very regularly, and one after another seemed to be knocking on the heart.

"Stalking me? Han Zhao called you? You're not afraid of death! Pei Sheng looked at the female doctor in front of him with a smile.

The female doctor shook her head desperately, her eyes widened, and she looked at everything in the basement in disbelief.

It's a pity that the mouth sealed with duct tape can't say anything but "hmm".

Desperately retracting his feet, he struggled for a long time, and finally could only lean against the wall weakly.

Suddenly, Pei Sheng's footsteps paused, and the bloodlust in his eyes was replaced by a daze that had just woken up, and the scalpel in his hand slipped down.

"Boom-"

"Pei Instant" instantly sobered up, a look of self-blame swelled in his eyes, and he covered his eyes with trembling hands and squatted down.

But after a moment, he hurriedly picked up the scalpel and walked over to untie the rope on the female doctor's body, and seemed to be no stranger to everything in front of him.

"Hurry up and go to find Han Zhao." Pei Sheng spoke eagerly.

"Dr. Pei, are you awake!? I ......" The female doctor called Pei Sheng in surprise, obviously forgetting that she had just walked from the brink of death.

"Hurry up!" Pei Sheng sharply interrupted the female doctor's words.

"I'm done with my show."

The crowd in the audience was fascinated, and saw An Cha, who suddenly shouted a word, bent down and bowed, and then waved away in a dashing manner.

Everyone: "......"

An Cha pressed the elevator and returned to the 27th floor under the gaze of everyone, Mu Feng's high-level had already come, and the director was making preparations on the side.

Mu Fenglai's senior management is a slightly chubby woman, wearing a professional suit, like a strong woman in the workplace.

"Hello, Ancha, I'm the director of the Mufeng Design Department, Su Huayun, if you don't mind, you can call me Sister Yun." Su Huayun stepped forward and stretched out her hand to An Cha, polite but not abrupt.

"Well, Sister Yun is good." An Cha smiled and stretched out her hand to shake it, and didn't say anything, her attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.

Su Huayun didn't care about Ancha's attitude at all, and she didn't look down on Ancha because of this

The person who gets into her position has seen too much through many times, and she just needs to take care of her work.

After a few words of greeting, An Cha took the clothes from the staff's hands and went into the locker room.

The tea maker has also found some studio materials to look at these days.

Mufeng has a certain reputation at home and abroad, if the status in the international is only a slightly famous luxury brand, then the status in the country is like the level of the big man in the clothing industry.

Mufeng has always focused on women's clothing, although men's clothing and bags and accessories have not been left behind, but they are not as well-known as women's clothing.

It stands to reason that it is more appropriate for the spokesperson to invite female stars, but this quarter focuses on men's clothing.

Ms. An smiled and did not accept the refutation, and invited the spokesperson who represented the image of Mufeng Studio instead of the spokesperson of women's clothing, so she directly set An Cha.

Of course, the most important thing is that she is the boss and she calls the shots!