"Hey, Lao Wang, what do you think about this?" Lao Wang had just typed "Did Director Liu find out that the assistant director stole his wig to wipe his butt?" when Director Liu asked the question.

Just as he was about to send it, he heard that he had been called out, and his hand trembled as he sent it directly to the large group chat.

Other colleagues who had been watching his phone all tagged him and then retracted the message, but Lao Wang had already put down his phone and was answering Director Liu's question with a serious expression.

Old Wang didn't hear what Director Liu said at all, so he had to resort to the perfunctory literature he had found online:

"This is a tricky matter. Let me explain briefly; everyone understands, right? The main issue is... right? You can all see the details, right? That's the situation, so..."

"Alright, alright, next. Xiao Sun, what are your thoughts?" Director Liu felt he was about to be brainwashed by the phrase "right, right?" if he kept listening, so he quickly changed the subject.

Old Wang had just breathed a sigh of relief when he looked down and saw a barrage of 99+ messages.

Finally, he managed to retract the message he had sent at the last second, successfully saving the assistant director from the tragic fate of being dismembered on the spot by Director Liu.

The assistant director tried to give Lao Wang a grateful look, but unfortunately failed because his eyes were too swollen.

Xiao Sun is the head of the props department. He was enjoying reading all sorts of gossip about the assistant director in the group chat when he never expected the scandal to spread to him so quickly.

Looking at Director Liu's displeased expression, Xiao Sun felt that he was only one assistant director away from getting a black eye and a swollen face.

He even stood up nervously, as if answering a teacher's question:

"I think we should send some people to town overnight to purchase the necessary supplies."

As for special items like stun batons and talismans, the official response has previously stated that they will provide relevant assistance and guidance. We can use this information to apply for material aid from higher authorities.

Finally, after hearing a reliable answer, Director Liu's complexion visibly improved. He adopted Xiao Sun's suggestion and then discussed specific matters. The meeting continued until late at night before finally ending.

After dinner, Ji Qian, as usual, first went to the bathroom where Wang Dahai was no longer present to remove her makeup and wash up before strolling upstairs to her room.

Inside the room, Han Mengyao had already removed the loudspeaker in front of Qian Erniu; otherwise, given the couple's affection for each other, they probably would have fallen asleep tonight accompanied by sweet nothings.

Mi Yesi was waiting at the door early. As soon as Ji Qian came in, she immediately opened the notebook that was filled with writing.

Mi Yesi didn't speak, but every strand of her hair seemed to convey the message of "seeking credit."

Ji Qian took the notebook and glanced at it. Finding that Mi Yesi had done a good job, she didn't hold back her praise, reaching out to pat Mi Yesi's head and saying with a smile:

"Well done, keep it up!"

With just nine simple words, Mi Yesi was instantly energized, but to hide her excitement, she replied haughtily, "Hmph, do you need to tell me?"

After saying that, she rushed into the house without even removing her makeup to continue organizing her notes.

[Help! She loves it!]

Oh no, I think I bumped into something weird.

[Wasn't Mi Yesi trying to create a CP (couple pairing) with Xu Qi? Is she just shifting her focus?]

[Impossible, Mi Yesi's acting isn't that good.]

Lin Xiao, you...

[The tsundere puppy sister and the domineering, straightforward younger sister—I declare this couple locked in! I've already stuffed the key down Chunhua's butt!]

[You're ruthless, aren't you!]

[It's just shipping a couple, there's really no need to go that far!]

Han Mengyao had returned earlier than Ji Qian, but after removing the speaker, she went out again and didn't return until Ji Qian had changed into her pajamas.

Han Mengyao didn't come back alone; she also brought Zhao Chengyuan, Xu Qi, and Ying Xu with her.

As soon as Xu Qi entered the room, he saw Ji Qian wearing a floral-patterned nightgown. He asked in surprise, "How come your taste is still so bad? Doesn't Sister Xia care about you?"

Upon hearing this, everyone present, as well as those watching the live stream, felt a chill for Xu Qi.

Only the protagonist, who was being worried, was completely oblivious. He even went up and tugged at Ji Qian's pajamas with an admiring look on his face: "Where did you buy this thing? It's so ugly and rare!"

Ji Qian, considering that he had almost killed her today, didn't hold a grudge against Xu Qi, but subtly glanced up at him.

Xu Qi remembered that there was an invisible old man hanging in the room, and he instantly became much more obedient.

Han Mengyao gestured for everyone to sit down, then went inside and called out Mi Yesi, who was engrossed in her work. Once everyone was seated, she finally revealed her purpose for the day:

"I think everyone knows about Ying Xu being impersonated today, and I think..."

Halfway through her sentence, Han Mengyao turned to look at Ji Qian. Ji Qian understood, stood up, and tossed the earphones Han Mengyao had handed her to Qian Erniu, who was hanging in mid-air.

Seeing that the other person had put the earphones in their ears, Ji Qian nodded to Han Mengyao, indicating that she could continue talking.

Having eliminated the safety risks, Han Mengyao confidently shared her thoughts: "I think we should agree on a secret code to prevent similar incidents from happening in the future."

"You're right, what happened today was indeed too dangerous."

As the eldest brother, Zhao Chengyuan was the first to step forward and acknowledge Han Mengyao's idea, and the others also expressed their agreement.

With the matter settled, Han Mengyao raised her next question: "So, what code should we use?"

“It would be best if it were more complex and regular,” Ji Qian added. “They are very good at imitating, so we should change the code every now and then.”

"I've got it!" Mi Yesi was the first to suggest: "How about the multiplication table? It's simple, easy to remember, and has a pattern!"

Zhao Chengyuan rejected the proposal: "No, the multiplication table first appeared during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. They can definitely answer that."

Ying Xu suggested reciting the names of the dishes, and Han Mengyao was the first to support it, but Ji Qian rejected it again this time:

“No, Wang Dahai is from the 90s. Radios were rampant back then, and many people listened to crosstalk. Besides, we can’t guarantee that he’s the only modern person in this house.”

Ji Qian's words made sense, and this plan was also abandoned.

The four of them racked their brains and came up with a bunch of ideas, from poetry and songs to physics and chemistry, but unfortunately, almost all of them were things that existed before the 21st century, so they were all rejected in the end.

Xu Qi didn't consider himself a strategist, let alone someone with a ghost hanging over his head. It was already quite an achievement that he didn't faint.

So while everyone else was actively trying to come up with solutions, Xu Qi quietly started watching short videos to alleviate his fear.