Although Xiao He had agreed to He Jinnian's conditions and would continue to invest a large sum of money as support after the project was established, he never expected that this money would be recouped.

He had already figured it out: he could use the money to get a decent studio, and He Wenming, whose connections and abilities were no less than Liu Rulan's. He could also successfully bring Shu Han into the studio. This money would be well spent.

After all, Liu Rulan alone already made Xiao He feel like he had struck gold. If He Wenming, whom even Liu Rulan acknowledged, came along, Xiao He would throw money at the problem to bring him over.

Those funds that were promised for investment projects, just consider them as a favor and give them away.

Now that his goal had been achieved, apart from the sudden loss of his wallet causing a slight ache in Xiao He's heart, he wasn't feeling too bad.

"Forget it, this guy's sources of information are sometimes even more outrageous than mine."

Liu Rulan shrugged, not pressing Xiao He for details, and said to Shu Han, "Although the general situation has been settled, I will still have our studio's legal team come over tomorrow to discuss the contract and procedures in detail. Keep an eye on things then, and also have a good talk with He Wenming."

He Wenming wasn't brought to this meeting, and the conditions might change tomorrow. He Wenming might have his own ideas, so Liu Rulan still needs to talk to Shu Han separately.

Shu Han nodded: "Don't worry, Sister Liu, I will talk to him."

As the group walked down the corridor, they unexpectedly ran into Tong Junhui again!

This time, however, Tong Junhui was accompanied by a man with sharp eyes and a mask and hat.

This time, no one greeted each other; they simply passed each other as usual.

Only Xiao He's gaze fell on the strange man, his eyes widening slightly, his heart filled with surprise.

The man glanced at Xiao He, frowned, and finally looked away.

Xiao He immediately withdrew his gaze, suppressing the shock on his face.

This guy! This guy actually triggered his hound instincts!

He's a policeman?!

What's going on?

Why are the police being so secretive, acting even more mysterious than these celebrities... And why are they with Tong Junhui?

Could it be...?

Xiao He had a gut feeling that this matter was very important, but encountering them here didn't seem like a good thing.

Xiao He strode forward, ready to urge Sister Liu and the others to hurry up and leave this "dangerous" place as soon as possible.

"This is the place. I've knocked on the door several times, but there's been no response."

Tong Junhui turned to the person next to him and whispered.

"I'm worried... something bad has happened—"

Cheng Bei frowned in thought, then suddenly took a careful sniff of the air. His expression changed, and he took out a master key from his pocket and quickly swiped it to open the door.

The next moment, the door was pushed open a crack, and thick smoke billowed out of the room, mingling with a wave of heat that rolled into the corridor—

"Waaaaah—"

Instantly, the corridor's fire safety system was triggered, and the localized sprinkler heads on the ceiling automatically popped up, starting to "rain" like crazy.

Before Xiao He could even remind everyone to hurry up and take the elevator to escape, he was the first to be drenched in water by the overhead shower.

He quickly walked a few steps away from the "rain" range of the sprinkler head, wiping the water off his face with a mixture of speechlessness and despair, and let out a long, sorrowful sigh.

No, couldn't we have waited for him to walk a few more steps?

It's just a few more steps, just a few steps!

Why did it have to happen at this time?

What did he do to deserve this?!