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Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiaoyan: Hello, I'm the secretary of Chang Xin Studio, Mi Xiaoyan. How can I help you?

^_^

Feng Jing: "…"

He even opened a studio in such a grandiose manner!

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiaoyan: Hello?

^_^

F.J.: Hello.

F.J.: Well, I have a friend who has been turning into a dog every night lately.

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiaoyan: Turned into a dog?

What is it like?

F.J.: About every night after midnight, he will turn into a dog and turn back at six in the morning.

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiaoyan: Uh … Are you sure he really changed?

Isn't it a dream?

F.J.: I'm sure … And I even recorded a video for him. When he's possessing the dog, the dog will also possess him.

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiaoyan: (⊙ o ⊙) Based on your description, are you saying that your friend and the dog's soul have swapped?

F.J.: Yes.

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiaoyan: I'm sorry, soul swapping is not part of our business.

[Fingers crossed]

Feng Jing: "…"

Was the Celestial Master's business so carefully divided?!

F.J.: Haven't you ever considered expanding your business?

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiaoyan: Not yet.

[Fingers crossed]

Feng Jing: "…"

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiaoyan: But I can help you register first. The boss will make the decision when he comes back.

F.J.: Alright.

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiaoyan: Then I'll arrange a number for you.

Your number is 12. The boss will deal with it according to the order when he comes back.

^_^

F.J.: … Is there a VIP green channel?

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiaoyan: (⊙ o ⊙) Are you talking about cutting in line?

Feng Jing: "…"

Don't confuse the VIP green channel with cutting in line, okay?!

Our VIP channel is cutting in line with extra money!

F.J.: You can charge me an extra service fee. My friend is in a hurry.

Chang Xin's Studio Mi Xiao Yan: "How about this? Your situation is a little special. I don't know if the boss will accept it. When he comes back, I'll give him your information and see what he says. What do you think?"

F.J.: Alright, is your boss on a business trip?

Mi Xiao Yan of Chang Xin's Studio: "No, our boss went to Europe for a holiday.

^_^

Feng Jing: "…"

Come back and work hard!

F.J: By the way, you won't leak the privacy of your customers, right?

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiao Yan: "Don't worry about that. We're a professional studio. We won't leak our clients' information. If you need, we can sign a confidentiality agreement."

F.J.: Well, that's good.

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiao Yan: "But on the other hand, in order to help you solve your problem, we hope that you won't hide anything from us ^ _ ^ For example, are you talking about a friend of yours or yourself?"

Please believe that we are your friends, not your enemies.

^_^

Feng Jing: "…"

At this moment, he thought that the person on the other side of the phone was a professional psychologist, not a charlatan.

F.J.: Got it ^ _ ^

Chang Xin Studio: "One more question. If you accept this order, we need information about the dog. Do you know which dog you exchanged souls with?"

Feng Jing: "…"

He only knew that it was a community near the river. There might be barbecue nearby … Such a community was not easy to find even in City A, not to mention that he wasn't sure which city it was in.

Moreover, the woman was speaking Mandarin, which was not a dialect with strong local characteristics.

He had too little information, so it was not easy to find out.

F.J.: "I'll try my best to figure it out before your boss comes back from his vacation."

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiao Yan: "Okay, if you need anything, you can contact me at any time."

^_^

Michel, who was driving, glanced at Feng Jing's phone screen. "Feng Zong, who have you been talking to?"

Feng Jing locked the screen and put the phone back into his trouser pocket. "No one."

Michel looked at him suspiciously. "Feng Zong, if you are in a relationship, you must tell the company."

"…" Feng Jing turned his head back to the front. "Mi Xiao, don't look around when you are driving."

Michel thought for a while. He followed Feng Jing all day long and didn't notice that he was close to any woman, so he continued to drive.

Today, the crew was shooting the vampire scene, so there were more scenes at night. The prop team also bought a house for Feng Jing — a European-style wooden coffin with many red rose petals scattered in it.

Although Feng Jing had heard about this, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he thought about lying in it later.

Was it because of this kind of scene that he encountered such a strange thing?!

"Feng Zong, Xiao Zhu, come here."

The director called the male and female leads to his side and began to explain the scene to them. "Later, Xiao Zhu will walk from this point to the coffin. Don't walk too fast, and then look in with fear and curiosity. At this time, we will give you a hint. Feng Zong, when you hear the hint, open your eyes and smile at her, the kind of smile that shows your fangs. Understand?"

The male and female leads expressed that they understood, and the director asked them to get ready. After Zhu Shuyan left, Feng Jing asked the director, "Can we finish before 12 o 'clock today?"

The director said, "If it goes well, it should be finished. If you don't perform well, it's hard to say."

Feng Jing thought that he was still very reliable, but he was afraid that Zhu Shuyan would screw up. Fortunately, this was just an advertisement, and the director didn't have high expectations for Zhu Shuyan, so the shooting went smoothly.

But even so, it was 11: 30 when they finished.

With only half an hour left, Feng Jing didn't bother to remove his makeup. He asked Michel to quickly drive him back to the hotel.

Zhu Shuyan went out for a drink with the crew today. On the way back to the hotel, she passed by Feng Jing's room. She vaguely heard the sound of "ping, ping, pang" coming from inside, as if someone was chasing and playing. Then, a man's sharp scream scared her so much that she trembled.

What was going on inside?

From the sound of it, the person who screamed just now seemed to be Feng Jing's assistant. What were the two of them doing inside?

Zhu Shuyan hesitated at the door for a while. Because of the previous incident, she didn't want to knock on Feng Jing's door, but she was too curious about the situation just now.

The sound of "ping, ping, pang" in the room seemed to be more intense. She couldn't suppress her curiosity and knocked on Feng Jing's door.

After waiting at the door for a while, the door finally opened a crack. Michel blocked the door, panting, and blocked her view with his body. "Miss Zhu, it's so late. What can I do for you?"

Zhu Shuyan looked at his messy clothes with a slightly surprised expression and said with some concern, "I heard you scream just now. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I just saw a cockroach."

Zhu Shuyan: "…"

There was a cockroach in such a high-end hotel?

And he was a man. How could he scream like that when he saw a cockroach?

She thought that he had been raped.

"Is there anything else?

If there's nothing else, I'll go back to kill the cockroach first. "

Although Michel asked this, he didn't wait for Zhu Shuyan to answer and slammed the door.

Zhu Shuyan's eyes, which were exquisitely made up, narrowed slightly. She stared at the closed door for a few more times before leaving in her high heels.

At this moment, Feng Jing appeared in the living room again. This time, he was surprisingly calm.

In order to figure out where he was, he walked to the balcony again, trying to find some clues from the surrounding scenery.

As far as the eye could see, there were no buildings that could serve as landmarks. There were also no building logos in the community. The only clue was the river adjacent to the building.

Feng Jing didn't know what the river was, but the terrain of the country was high in the west and low in the east. Most rivers flowed from west to east. Judging from the direction of the river, this place might be located in the north of the city.

In addition, there was a faint smell of barbecue in the air today. It seemed that there was indeed a barbecue restaurant nearby.

It would be great if he could go out for a walk.

This idea was somewhat unrealistic. He always exchanged souls with the dog in the middle of the night. Who would go out to walk the dog in the middle of the night?

After being silent on the balcony for a while, he decided to walk around the room. Maybe he could find some clues.

The lights in the living room were still off today. In the room at the entrance of the corridor, there was the sound of typing on the keyboard, just like yesterday.

Feng Jing walked to the room with the lights on and found that the door was ajar. He looked around the door and nimbly squeezed in.

As soon as he walked into the room, he was a little stunned.

This was not the side bedroom he imagined, but a … warehouse?

The room was about ten square meters. There were three small shelves placed against the wall. There were many things neatly placed on the shelves, all of which were foreign goods.

Feng Jing walked over to take a look and found that these things were categorized. There were cosmetics, skincare products, snacks, daily necessities, and … condoms.

Naturally, he averted his gaze, just like a gentleman.

There was also a computer table in the room. The woman was sitting in front of the computer, using a table to calculate something. Her hair was down today. It was medium-length and curly, just reaching her shoulders.

Because Feng Jing could only distinguish black, white, and gray, he didn't know what color her hair was. But it didn't matter, because he was completely attracted by the backless halter dress she was wearing.

… No, he was a gentleman. He couldn't be such a hooligan.

Once again, he averted his gaze and looked elsewhere.

There were many packing boxes and cushioning films on the floor, as well as large rolls of transparent tape.

All these signs indicated that the owner of the room should be a Treasure X seller or a buyer.

Feng Jing felt that a buyer was more reliable, because if she was a Treasure X seller, there were too few goods in her room.

In the middle of the room, there was a large unopened box. It should be a package sent by someone.

Feng Jing looked at it for a moment. Suddenly, his whole body lit up — the address!

There must be an address on the courier!

He was so excited that his paws were trembling. He walked step by step to the big box.

The first thing that caught his eye was not the address, but the recipient's name — Jiang Ran.