"This must be fake, right? It's only been a few minutes and he's already found the password?" Xu Zhe was stunned in front of the director's monitor.

The staff nearby were also stunned. If they hadn't seen Yan Muhuai coming here this morning, they would have suspected that he had checked the secret room in advance.

"Yan Muhuai's agent is still on break, right? Go and invite him over for me." Xu Zhe had to watch the surveillance camera and couldn't leave, otherwise he would go to see Ming Fei in person.

Ming Fei was in the lounge. She couldn't watch the entire recorded program, but she had Sanshiwu. It could be connected to the director's monitor, and it was almost like watching a live broadcast. She could even switch the perspectives of the six guests at will.

As a considerate subordinate, Ming Fei certainly did not forget her boss. She opened a chat window and asked Rong Jin, who was trapped at home and unable to leave, to watch it together.

The screen just happened to show the part where Yan Muhuai found the note and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

The violent knock on the door scared Sanshiwu who was standing next to him so much that he jumped directly into Mingfei's arms.

Ming Fei also subconsciously hugged it.

It was not scared by the knocking sound from Yan Muhuai, but there was indeed such a knocking sound from Rong Jin in the chat window.

Then they heard an anxious voice from Rong Jin, "Master, something terrible has happened. Madam has committed suicide by cutting her wrists in her room. Please go and take a look!"

"Is he dead?" Rong Jin asked impatiently, then cut off the video.

Thirty-five blinked his eyes and asked Ming Fei, "Did I hear correctly? Someone in Rong Jin's family committed suicide. Who was that lady to him?"

"You heard it right, Mrs. Rong is the boss's mother. It shouldn't be a big deal. There are such incidents every few days." Ming Fei was very calm, as if she had experienced it many times.

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the lounge was suddenly knocked, and even Ming Fei was scared.

Sanshiwu in her arms was almost strangled to death by her.

After knocking on the door, the person who knocked on the door pushed it open without waiting for Mingfei to say anything.

Ming Fei hurriedly clicked away the live broadcast on her laptop screen.

In doing so, she forgot to hide the thirty-five.

The person who came to see her was the stage manager of "Where Are You Escaped To", who came to invite Ming Fei over at Xu Zhe's request.

"Sister Ming, Director Xu wants you to come over for a moment." The stagehand was a young man in his twenties. After he finished talking to Ming Fei, his eyes unconsciously fell on Sanshiwu in her arms.

The stagehand opened the door too quickly, and Sanshiwu had no time to hide, let alone shrink. He could only lie stiffly in Mingfei's arms, pretending to be a doll.

Ming Fei held the Thirty-Five in one hand and the Broken Sword Box in the other, stood up and followed the crew to find Director Xu.

The box she customized for Canjian was made of rosewood, 40 cm long and 5 cm wide, and it didn't feel heavy in the hand.

The stagehand walked behind Ming Fei, staring at the No. 35 that Ming Fei was carrying.

He always felt that the doll's eyes seemed to look down on him?

It must be an illusion, right?

At this moment, someone happened to pass by and greeted him. When he shifted his gaze to Sanshiwu, he found that its eyes were rolled up to the sky.

"Ah!" The stagehand suddenly shouted.

Ming Fei almost turned around and punched him to death, "Brother, have you seen a ghost? What's the matter with you?"

The stagehand pointed at Thirty-Five and said, "Sister Ming, it... your slime doll can move. Look at its eyes."

Ming Fei picked up Thirty-Five and took a look. "It's not moving. Its eyes are like this."

"No, it just rolled its eyes at me. I saw it!" The groundskeeper rubbed his eyes quickly, fearing that he was dazzled and had seen it wrong.

Ming Fei smiled awkwardly, "Haha, how is that possible? You must have seen it wrong. Let's go over there quickly."

Then she pinched it thirty-five times to warn it to behave itself.

"I guess I saw it wrong." The stagehand suspected that he was a little tired from setting up the secret room scene these days.

After taking two more steps forward, Ming Fei's phone suddenly rang. She was holding things in both hands and couldn't answer the phone, so she stuffed the thirty-five into the arms of the groundskeeper and said, "Help me hold it first. I'll take the call."

The stagehand caught Sanshiwu with both hands. His whole body was as stiff as if he was holding a baby. He had no experience holding a child and didn't dare to move at all.

He didn't expect that Thirty-Five not only looked like a slime, but also felt like one, bouncy and like a water-filled balloon.

Thirty-five felt the nervousness of the stagehand and couldn't help but roll his eyes, but he was afraid of scaring him to death.

The one who called Ming Fei was Luo Han, and the other party asked for her number in the name of handing over work.

"Yu!" Luo Han's voice was a little excited. "Why didn't you tell me that there are a bunch of psychopaths living in the boss's house?"

Ming Fei thought of what she had just heard from Rong Jin on the video, and she gently comforted Luo Han, "It's okay, just ignore them, the boss will take care of it himself."

"Yes, the boss handled it very well. On the day I followed him back, Mrs. Rong probably went crazy when she saw that the boss's driver was a stranger. She said I was the boss's lover and knelt down to beg me to save her son. You have no idea how scary that scene was. I almost got in the car and ran away." Luo Han spoke like a storyteller, with ups and downs.

Ming Fei could tell that Luo Han was not really afraid, he just wanted to share this with her.

With Luo Han's skills, even ten Rong ladies wouldn't be able to do anything to her.

"How was it finally resolved?" Ming Fei asked out of courtesy.

Luo Han's tone became excited. "The boss grabbed her away and had the bodyguard drag her away. The boss is really handsome. If it weren't for the gender issue, I would have wanted to pursue him."

"Then you should first ask Mr. Yan if he agrees." Ming Fei responded with a chuckle.

"Just saying it, don't betray me. I feel like the consequences of offending Mr. Yan are even more dire than offending the boss." After Luo Han finished speaking, the background noise on her end began to grow noisy. She then hurriedly said, "Oh my god, that crazy woman... Oh no, the boss's mother committed suicide. I'll go check it out first and report back to you later."

Ming Fei hung up the phone, frowning slightly.

It seems that she needs to find time to explain clearly to Luo Han that she is not the Fu Yu that Luo Han has been thinking about. If she continues to drag her feet, she is afraid that Luo Han will misunderstand her.

I put away my phone and went back to the guy on the field. I found that he was like crazy. He turned his head to look at the side, then looked back at the Thirty-Five in his arms.

"You're not mistaken. Its eyes do move, and it can even speak, because it's an intelligent robot." Ming Fei lied without blinking, "Its name is Thirty-Five. You can shout twice to wake it up."

Hearing that it was a mentally retarded... no, an intelligent robot, the stagehand was no longer afraid and excitedly shouted twice: "Thirty-five, thirty-five."

Thirty-five also cooperated, "I'm here."

The young man's eyes lit up. "Wow, it really can talk. I thought I saw a ghost just now. It really scared me."

Then Thirty-Five uttered two more words: "Idiot."