Shining Stars: First Producer

"This person had just held the things in his hand when he was caught, so he probably hadn't had time to look at them yet," Assistant Song explained.

Song Moran raised his eyebrows in surprise, looking at that person with a complicated expression, intertwined with sympathy and indifference.

"You don't need to look at me like that!" That person couldn't understand what Song Moran meant. All he could feel was Song Moran's disdain for him, as if he was just a little girl he accidentally saw on the road. Small stones are just as insignificant, "I have nothing to say about my failure, but one day, you will lie on the ground and move like those of us who you looked down on before."

"Shut up!" Before Song Moran said anything, Assistant Song pushed him forward unbearably, not caring whether he staggered to the ground or not.

With a loud noise, the man only felt a sharp pain on his forehead, followed by a greasy warmth flowing down from above, and he stretched out his hand to wipe it wet.

He had already smelled a strong sweet smell before he put his finger in front of his eyes, and he already had a guess in his heart. When he saw the bright red blood on his hand, he was no longer frightened. Instead, Assistant Song involuntarily backed away. After taking two steps, there was a flash of panic on his face.

"You!" The man looked at Assistant Song with wide eyes. Coupled with the blood on his forehead, he looked quite scary.

But Song Moran didn't seem to have seen the farce-like scene in front of him at all, and he still stood there expressionless, with a cold expression, like an emotionless god looking at the people prostrated in front of him.

"Okay!" Song Moran said in a flat tone, and after his words fell, the two people who had been confronting each other involuntarily quieted down.

Although the expression was still somewhat unconvinced, no one made any other sounds.

Song Moran glanced at the man who was squatting on the ground, then quickly looked away, raised his hand to cover his nose, and said softly, "Someone come over and clean him up."

Assistant Song paused for a moment, then nodded reluctantly, looking at him with threats.

But on the contrary, it was that person. After he sat up straight with some difficulty, he casually reached out and wiped the blood on his forehead, but the smile on his face was so bright that it made people feel numb.

"You're afraid," he said while looking at Song Moran with a smile, as if he had finally found his weakness.

Song Moran looked at him expressionlessly, but didn't say a word.

Sensing Song Moran's impatience towards him, the smile on his face became even brighter, and he emphasized again, "You are afraid! Are you afraid that I will die in this office?"

Facing this person's repeated provocations, Song Moran seemed to have nothing, but his eyes changed rapidly when he inadvertently saw the dripping blood matrix on the floor.

The innocent coldness in his eyes seemed to gather into ice edges in an instant, and the sharp corners faced the lifeless person upright.

"I..." The sentence that was about to be said was quickly taken back by him like this, his face kept changing, vividly showing what it means to dare to be angry but not to speak out.

When he finally suppressed the trembling that Song Moran had brought to him just now, Assistant Song had already brought the doctor back, and said in a stiff tone, "Please help him clean up."

Song Moran had already turned around and walked to the window when he came in, with his back turned to those people looking at everything outside, as if he was not indifferent to everything.

Before Assistant Song could speak, the doctor had already seen the wounded person sitting in the middle. Looking at his pale face and the blood that seemed to be continuously dripping upwards, the doctor couldn't help but gasped, and hurried away. past.

"It's not a big problem," he silently let go of the tension in his heart when the wound was cleaned up, and said with a light smile, "Eat more delicious food in the next few days, and it will be fine. "

But everyone present didn't have any other reaction to his words, and the doctor's original pride in saving lives disappeared silently. He licked his lips a little embarrassingly, and said softly, "Then I'll go first Alright, stay safe."

After his gaze came into contact with Song Moran's back, he immediately retracted it, and focused his attention on Assistant Song who was standing next to him. After listening to the earnest teachings, people felt dumbfounded.

"I'm not so violent," Assistant Song said in his heart a little irritated, but his eyes were still deliberately avoiding the man's wound.

After tidying up everything, Song Moran turned his head casually. The fresh scent of flowers in the air covered the strong smell of blood before, making people feel much more relaxed.

"What did that person promise you?" Song Moran raised his eyebrows and said casually.

"Nothing, I did it voluntarily." The man said with a stubborn face, but he always dodged unconsciously when looking at Song Moran.

At this time, Assistant Song pushed the door open and came in. The things in his hands were constantly swaying in front of him with his walking posture, unconsciously attracting the attention of others.

"President," Manager Song said softly, and passed the things over, with sarcasm towards that person in the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Chen Li, male, 35 years old..." Song Moran's lips hooked up imperceptibly, and at the same time read casually under the nervous gaze of that person, "There is a younger sister at home."

"Enough!" Listening to the detailed information on him, the defense line in the man's heart couldn't help but collapse, his hands on the ground couldn't help shaking, and the gaze that looked at Song Moran was also stubborn from the beginning. Turned into grief, "I said everything, don't hurt my sister!"

Song Moran nodded, didn't say anything else, put the information in his hand on the table next to him, and waited for his answer.

The tense atmosphere between the three of them gradually eased, and Assistant Song stood aside with a careful look.

Taking a deep breath, the man didn't dare to make any promises to him at all. He glanced at him cautiously, and slowly stated all the journey from before to now.