Midnight Cinderella: 10.The Tenth Night

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Qin Fan is a shareholder of Tianqin Entertainment and is also Tianqin's most famous manager. Any artist who works for him can become famous in the country. Perhaps because of his strong aura, many people in the company are afraid of him, and Michelle is no exception.

Just like now, after being named by Qin Fan, Michelle couldn't wait to tell him everything she knew: "After Mr. Feng went to other places, he suddenly started to act like this, but it only happened at night. I checked some information and it was said that it was because I was too stressed during the day. The big noise mentioned in the report should be that I was preventing him from running around."

"What about bundled play?"

"That's because I was afraid that he would make trouble again and attract people from the hotel, so I planned to tie him up with a rope."

Qin Fan's calm expression finally changed: "Are you tied up?"

"No, no! Mr. Feng didn't agree, how dare I tie him up!" Michelle was really about to cry. Feng Jing is now the most valued artist under Qin Fan. If something went wrong, he had no doubt that he would be skinned.

Qin Fan softened his tone and asked: "Why haven't you notified me of such a big matter?"

"Because, because... Mr. Feng didn't let me say it." Michelle's voice was as low as a mosquito.

Qin Fan glanced at Feng Jing, who was sitting there with a straight face, seemingly in a worse mood than him. Qin Fan exhaled and asked: "Do you know the insiders mentioned in the report?"

Michelle looked at Feng Jing and saw that he had no intention of speaking, so she had to bite the bullet and said: "I suspect it is Zhu Shuyan, because I met her twice."

Qin Fan tapped his fingertips on the table and said, "We will not cooperate with such a person again. I will negotiate with Bunny to change the heroine for the remaining two episodes of commercials. "The lipstick commercial filmed for Bunny this time is a series of commercials with a plot. It is tentatively scheduled to be broadcast in four episodes. The one signed by Feng Jing is the full contract, but for people like Zhu Shuyan, it must be signed in separate episodes, and there will be no substitutions. What a hassle.

"In addition, my colleagues in the public relations department are already drafting a statement. After the company sends it out, you can just forward it without responding. We will remove the hot searches and ask them to delete them on Weibo. Our water It shouldn’t take long for the army to bring the wind back.”

While Michelle was still lamenting Qin Fan's vigorous and resolute actions in her heart, she was called out by him again: "Michelle, go back and write a report for me. Next time if you know something and fail to report it, you don't have to Come to work."

"...I know, I know." Michelle looked at Qin Fan nervously. She had just been awarded the Best Actor Award and asked him to find a house. Do you want to tell Director Qin about this?

As if he had read his mind, Feng Jing, who had been silent for the whole time, suddenly said, "Mixian'er, you can go out and write the report."

Michelle: "..."

He walked out of Qin Fan's office with three turns.

After he went out, Qin Fan connected his secretary's internal line and asked her to make two cups of coffee. The secretary knew their tastes very well. She made the coffee very efficiently, brought it into Qin Fan's office, and then left politely.

Qin Fan took a sip of coffee and asked Feng Jing, "Are you under a lot of pressure recently?"

Feng Jing pursed his lips and responded perfunctorily: "Yes."

"Because of what?"

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

Qin Fan waited for a while and put down the coffee cup in his hand: "I won't arrange a job for you for a while. You go to receive psychological counseling."

"...No need? I think I can just calm myself down a bit."

"I will ask my secretary to make an appointment for you, and I will notify you directly after making an appointment."

Feng Jing: "..."

So he doesn't like Qin Fan.

Qin Fan has always been very efficient in doing things. One day he asked Feng Jing to receive psychological counseling, and the next day he helped him make an appointment with a psychiatrist. Forced by Qin Fan's **** and power, Feng Jing had to go see the psychiatrist.

He drove himself to the psychological clinic. It was a very private place, and Qin Fan must have chosen it. The secretary at the door led him to a room, but he didn't meet anyone along the way.

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

"Okay, thank you." Feng Jing's voice came out from the mask, which seemed a little muffled. He opened the door and walked in, and sure enough he saw a man in a suit and leather shoes.

The man was standing in front of the water tank feeding the goldfish. When he saw him coming in, he gave him a professional smile: "Hello, Mr. Feng."

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

Seeing that he showed little resistance, Dr. Zhang smiled and invited him to the chair opposite his desk: "Please sit down."

Feng Jing walked over with long legs and sat down on the chair. He found that the sofa chair was quite comfortable.

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

Feng Jing said: "Actually, no, I don't know if you have seen that video. There is a subject in our acting class called Liberating Nature. I was just too involved in filming during the day, and I vented it out in this way at night."

Dr. Zhang smiled and said to him: "I have watched Mr. Feng's movies. You are a dedicated actor. But the more dedicated an actor is, the easier it is to accumulate stress at work. Now that you have walked in Here, it means that you realize that you need some psychological counseling. You can talk to me and I will keep it confidential for you. Even Mr. Qin will not tell you."

No, he walked in here entirely because of Qin Fan's ability to cover the sky with one hand...

However, this psychiatrist seemed not to be fooled, so Feng Jing decided to listen to his advice and have a frank chat with him: "Actually, I turn into a dog every night."

"Become a dog?" Dr. Zhang finally showed a strange expression.

Feng Jing didn't pay attention, nodded and continued: "Well, every night from one to twelve o'clock, I will exchange souls with a dog. The me you see is actually not me, but the dog. ."

After he finished his narration, Dr. Zhang was silent for a long time before smiling at him: "Mr. Feng, if you are unwilling to tell the truth to me, I can't help you."

Feng Jing: "..."

If you don’t believe a lie or if you tell the truth, what else should he do?

In the end, Dr. Zhang communicated with him for half an hour, but did not get any results. He only prescribed some medicine to calm his mind and help him sleep, and asked him to take it before going to bed at night.

Although Feng Jing feels that he has wasted half an hour of his life, this medicine seems to be useful - after taking it, the dog will be more peaceful at night, right?

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

Feng Jing said: "It's okay."

"That's good." Michelle seemed relieved, "Director Qin said that he needs to come here for psychological counseling once a week. I will arrange the specific time and send it to you."

Feng Jing: "..."

"Then I won't bother you if you have nothing to do."

"Wait a minute." Feng Jing stopped Michelle who was about to hang up the phone, "Do you have any idea about the real estate I asked you to help me find?"

"Looking for it, I will send it to you as soon as I sort it out."

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

"Um, Mr. 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 then said, "I'm going home now. You go to the supermarket to buy me some beer and cheese."

"Beer and cheese?" Michelle was surprised, but she didn't dare to ask more, "What brand of beer do you want? What kind of cheese?"

"Whatever, you just have to choose. The cheese should be lumpy."

"I know, I'll send it to you after I buy it."

"Yeah."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Jing was a little upset. He didn't know why, but after seeing the psychiatrist, he became even more upset.

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

Feng Jing picked a can of beer he brought and started cutting cheese. He remembered that Jiang Ran cut the cheese into bite-sized pieces, so he also cut the cheese into small pieces like that.

When he was abroad, he had seen others pair red wine with cheese, but he had not tried pairing it with beer. Trying to drink a beer and eat a piece of cheese like Jiang Ran did, Feng Jing tasted it carefully.

My mood seems to be much better, but the taste of this piece of cheddar cheese is a little bit bland. I can buy something saltier next time.

Feng Jing could actually go to bed early during this period of time without work, but he still waited until twelve o'clock. Jiang Ran didn't sleep at the moment. She had a massager in her hand and was rolling it on her face. She didn't forget to type on the computer with her other hand.

She was looking at Feng Jing's Weibo. Not long after Feng Jing searched yesterday, he forwarded the company's "solemn statement", saying that this malicious smear and slander incident had been handed over to a law firm for full handling. . The "gay people" controversy subsided as quickly as it came.

"Tian Qin's public relations are quite fast." Jiang Ran mumbled something vaguely, and saw his dog sneaking into the bedroom again.

"Erhuang, it's already twelve o'clock, why have you become a night owl recently?" Uh, in terms of gouzi, should I say "night owl"?

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

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Ran put down the massager in his hand and picked it up from the ground. Her dog's mood has been very unpredictable recently. When he took it for a walk in the afternoon, he was as happy as an idiot. Why is he depressed again now?

"Wow." Feng Jing found a comfortable position on Jiang Ran's lap and lay still.

"Erhuang, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Ran rubbed Erhuang's body with her hands. She had been raising Erhuang for a year, and she already knew how to touch it to make it feel comfortable. .

It's just that Erhuang's reaction was a little strange today. After touching it for a while, she found that it... was a bit different? ? ?