Qin Fan was a shareholder of Tianqin Entertainment and Tianqin's most famous manager. Any artist under his management would become extremely popular in the country. Perhaps because of his strong aura, many people in the company were afraid of him, and Michelle was no exception.

Just like now, after being called out by Qin Fan, Michelle wished she could tell him everything she knew. "After CEO Feng went out of town, he suddenly became like this, but he only acted up at night. I've checked some information, and it's said that it's because he was too stressed during the day. The big commotion mentioned in the report should be me preventing him from running around. "

"What about tying him up?"

"That's because I'm afraid he'll cause another commotion and attract the people from the hotel, so I plan to tie him up with a rope."

Qin Fan's calm expression finally changed. "Did you tie him up?"

"No, no! Without CEO Feng's permission, how could I dare to tie him up? " Michelle was really about to cry. Feng Jing was now Qin Fan's most valued artist. If anything happened to him in his hands, he had no doubt that he would be skinned.

Qin Fan softened his tone and asked, "Why didn't you inform me about such a big matter?"

"Because, because … CEO Feng didn't allow me to say it." Michelle's voice was as low as a mosquito's.

Qin Fan glanced at Feng Jing. The latter sat there with a straight face. It seemed like he was in a worse mood than him. Qin Fan exhaled and asked again, "Do you have any idea about the insider mentioned in the report?"

Michelle looked at Feng Jing. Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, he could only bite the bullet and say, "I suspect it's Zhu Shuyan because I met her twice."

Qin Fan's fingertips lightly tapped on the table and said, "We won't work with such a person again. I'll negotiate with Bunny to change the female lead for the remaining two episodes." This time, the lipstick commercial for Bunny was a series of commercials with a plot. Currently, it was tentatively scheduled to be broadcast in four episodes. Feng Jing signed a full contract, but for someone like Zhu Shuyan, it would definitely be signed in separate episodes. It wouldn't be too troublesome to change the female lead.

"In addition, the colleagues in the public relations department are already drafting a statement. After the company releases it, you just need to forward it. There's no need to respond. We'll take down the trending topic, and we'll ask them to delete it on Weibo. Our water army should be able to change the direction of the public opinion in no time. "

While Michelle was still sighing in his heart at Qin Fan's swift and decisive actions, he was once again called out by him. "Michelle, go back and write a report for me. Next time you know something and don't report it, you don't need to come to work anymore."

"… I-I got it." Michelle's heart tightened as he looked at Qin Fan. Just now, Movie Emperor Feng had asked him to find a house. Should he tell Chairman Qin about this?

As though he saw through his thoughts, Feng Jing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Mi Noodle, you can go out and write the report."

Michelle: "…"

He walked out of Qin Fan's office, looking back three times.

After he went out, Qin Fan called his secretary through the intercom and asked her to make two cups of coffee. The secretary was very familiar with their tastes. She made the coffee very efficiently, brought it into Qin Fan's office, and politely left.

Qin Fan picked up the coffee and took a sip. He asked Feng Jing, "Have you been under a lot of pressure lately?"

Feng Jing pursed his lips and answered perfunctorily, "Yeah."

"Because of what?"

"…" He didn't know why either. He couldn't say it was because of the attacks from Mo Zhen's fans. Even if he said it, Qin Fan wouldn't believe him. He took a sip of the coffee in front of him and pretended that he didn't want to answer.

Qin Fan waited for a while, then put down the coffee cup in his hand. "I won't arrange any work for you for a while. Go get counseling."

"… There's no need for that, right? I think I'll be fine after some self-counseling. "

"I'll have my secretary make an appointment for you. Once the appointment is made, I'll inform you directly."

Feng Jing: "…"

That was why he didn't like Qin Fan.

Qin Fan had always been very efficient. The day before, he told Feng Jing to go get counseling, and the day after, he made an appointment with the psychologist. Due to Qin Fan's despotic power, Feng Jing had no choice but to go see the psychologist.

He drove to the psychiatry room himself. It was a very private place. Qin Fan must have carefully chosen it. The secretary at the door led him to a room. They didn't see a single person on the way.

"Mr. Feng, Doctor Zhang is already waiting for you inside."

"Okay, thank you." Feng Jing's voice came from behind the mask. It sounded a little muffled. He pushed open the door and walked in. Sure enough, he saw a man in a suit.

The man was standing in front of the water tank feeding the goldfish. When he saw Feng Jing enter, he smiled at him professionally. "Hello, Mr. Feng."

Feng Jing took off the mask on his face and smiled back. "Hello, Doctor Zhang."

Seeing that he didn't have much resistance, Doctor Zhang smiled and invited him to sit on the chair opposite his desk. "Please sit."

Feng Jing walked over with his long legs. After sitting on the chair, he found that the sofa was quite comfortable.

"I've heard about your situation from Mr. Qin. He said that you've been under a lot of pressure recently?"

Feng Jing said, "Actually, it's not that. I don't know if you've seen that video, but in our acting class, there's a subject called Release of Nature. I just got too into character during the day and used this method to vent at night."

Doctor Zhang smiled and said to him, "I've seen Mr. Feng's movie. You're a dedicated actor. However, the more dedicated an actor is, the easier it is to accumulate pressure at work. Since you've come here, it means that you've realized that you need some psychological counseling. You can talk to me, and I'll keep it a secret for you. I won't even tell Mr. Qin. "

No, he came here because of Qin Fan's ability to cover the sky with one hand …

However, this psychiatrist didn't seem easy to fool. Feng Jing decided to listen to his suggestion and talk to him honestly. "Actually, I turn into a dog every night."

"Turn into a dog?" Doctor Zhang finally revealed a strange expression.

Feng Jing didn't mind. He nodded and continued, "Yes, every night at twelve o 'clock, I exchange my soul with a dog. The me you see is actually not me, but that dog."

After he finished, Doctor Zhang was silent for a long time before he smiled at him. "Mr. Feng, if you're not willing to tell me the truth, I can't help you."

Feng Jing: "…"

She didn't believe him when he told a lie, and she didn't believe him when he told the truth. What could he do?

In the end, Dr. Zhang communicated with him for half an hour but did not get any results. He only prescribed some sleeping pills for him to take before going to bed at night.

Although Feng Jing felt that he had wasted half an hour of his life, this medicine seemed to be useful — after taking it, the dog should be more obedient at night, right?

As soon as he drove out of the consultation room, Michelle called to ask him how his conversation with the doctor went.

Feng Jing said, "Not bad."

"That's good." Michelle seemed to be relieved. "Chairman Qin said that he needs to come over for psychological counseling once a week. I'll arrange the specific time and send it to you."

Feng Jing: "…"

"If there's nothing else, I won't disturb you."

"Wait." Feng Jing stopped Michelle who was about to hang up the phone. "I asked you to help me find a building. Do you have any clues?"

"I'm looking for it. I'll send it to you as soon as I finish sorting it out."

"Well, remember not to tell Qin Fan about this." Feng Jing's tone was almost threatening.

"That, CEO Feng, I think …"

"I think you don't want to be my assistant anymore?"

"… I understand."

"Very good." Feng Jing was silent for a moment and said, "I'm going home now. Go to the supermarket and help me buy some beer and cheese."

"Beer and cheese?" Michelle was puzzled but did not dare to ask. "What brand of beer do you want? What kind of cheese? "

"Anything is fine. You can choose whatever you want. I want the cheese to be chunky."

"Got it. I'll send it to you after I buy it."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Jing was a little upset. He did not know why, but after seeing the psychiatrist, he was even more upset.

When he got home, he took a shower. Michelle came in with bags of various sizes. In addition to the beer and cheese that Feng Jing asked him to buy, he also bought a lot of vegetables, fruits, and meat, directly filling the large refrigerator in Feng Jing's kitchen.

Feng Jing picked a can of beer that he brought and began to cut the cheese. He remembered that Jiang Ran had cut the cheese into small pieces that could be eaten in one bite, so he also cut the cheese into small pieces like that.

When he was abroad, he had seen people use red wine with cheese, but he had not tried it with beer. He tried to drink a mouthful of beer and eat a piece of cheese like Jiang Ran. Feng Jing savored it carefully.

His mood seemed to be a lot better. It was just that the cheddar cheese was a little bland. Next time, he could buy a saltier one.

During the time when he did not work, Feng Jing could actually sleep early, but he still waited until midnight. Jiang Ran was not asleep at this time. She was holding a massager in one hand, rolling it on her face, and the other hand did not forget to type on the computer.

She was looking at Feng Jing's Weibo. Not long after Feng Jing went on the search yesterday, he forwarded the company's "solemn statement", saying that the malicious slander and defamation had been handed over to the law firm to handle. And the storm of "gay lovers" subsided as quickly as it came.

"Tianqin's public relations speed is quite fast." Jiang Ran muttered vaguely, and saw her dog slip into the bedroom again.

"Erhuang, it's already 12 o 'clock. Why have you become a night owl recently?" Well, if it was a dog, should it be "night dog"?

"Woof." The little dog on the ground barked weakly and lay down beside her bed.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Ran put down the massager in her hand and picked it up from the ground. Her dog's mood had been unpredictable recently. When she took it out for a walk in the afternoon, it was as happy as a fool. Why was it depressed now?

"Woof." Feng Jing found a comfortable position on Jiang Ran's leg and lay down motionlessly.

"Erhuang, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Ran rubbed Er Huang's body. She had raised Er Huang for a year, and she knew exactly how to make it feel good to touch it.

But today, Erhuang's reaction was a little strange. She touched it for a while and found that it … was stoned?